big mouth ball king

Chapter 893 Midfield Master

Chapter 893 Midfield Master

Wang Xizhi was drunk and wrote the world's first running script - "Lanting Collection Preface".

When Tang Zhenglong was drunk, he instantly became a midfield master - Harvey.

"Damn, what happened to Tang Zhenglong? The pass is so wonderful, I seem to see Baggio in the Brescia era."

The commentators were excited.

The most successful transition from a striker to a midfielder is Baggio.

Could it be that Tang Zhenglong also suddenly became enlightened?

Mourinho approached Laudrup.

"Do you think this kid is very handsome playing football now?"

"No!!"

Laudrup is stubborn, but in fact, he admires Tang Zhenglong so much that he plays football very handsomely.

"Do you feel like Rui Costa?"

"Bah!!!" Laudrup said angrily.

"No wonder you can only coach at the level of Mallorca."

In the second half, Tang Zhenglong assisted Ronaldo again.

The score was finally fixed at 4 to 0.

Real Madrid won the first game.

After the game, Mourinho hurriedly asked Tang Zhenglong to return to the locker room.

Mourinho called Morais.

"You guard Tang Zhenglong, let him soak in the bathtub, drink plenty of water, and quickly metabolize the alcohol."

"it is good."

However, the reporters had already blocked the door, and Laudrup told everyone that Tang Zhenglong played while drinking.

This is big news.

"Drinking?" Mourinho said with a smile: "I think the other coach has something wrong with his head. My players didn't drink."

"But how to explain Tang Zhenglong's weird behavior on the court?"

"We got them all."

"The easiest way is to let Tang Zhenglong come out and face us now!!"

"Tang Zhenglong is taking a bath."

"Okay, we'll wait."

"Jose, you should know that it is impossible for us to leave today without seeing Tang Zhenglong."

Mourinho Khan.

European football reporters are as clingy as taffy. If Tang Zhenglong didn't show up today, it might really be a mess.

"World Sports Daily", which is the mouthpiece of Barcelona, ​​the editor-in-chief Santi Nora came in person this time.

He was the one who started the trouble.

"Tang Zhenglong, come out."

"Tang Zhenglong, come out."

Suddenly the door opened.

Tang Zhenglong came out.

"Who is looking for me?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, only to see that Tang Zhenglong was only wearing a bath towel.

"Wow! Six pack abs."

The female reporter has become a nympho.

The athletes are all in good shape, and the female reporters enjoy watching it, but the male reporters are embarrassed.

Sandy said awkwardly: "Can you put on your clothes first?"

Tang Zhenglong smiled and said, "I'm taking a bath, and you're the ones making the noise. What can I do?"

"We can wait for you to finish washing."

"No need."

"Don't you just want to know that I haven't been drinking? Okay, I can answer you."

Tang Zhenglong pushed all of them to Mallorca fans.

"I want to complain about the poor security in Mallorca. Whiskey can be brought into the stadium. Think about it, everyone, what a big loophole this is. Will there be more dangerous things brought into the stadium?"

"Taking this opportunity, I call on the Spanish Football Association to reform the security measures in La Liga stadiums, otherwise there will be big problems."

Santi was taken aback for a moment, this is completely wrong.

"Don't change the subject, it's entirely your fault."

Tang Zhenglong pointed to himself.

"My fault? Did I bring the whiskey into the stadium? Did I do the security check?"

"But you can refuse the wine glass handed over by the fans."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Tang Zhenglong raised his head to the sky and howled, and accidentally dropped the bath towel.

……

……

"Wow!!"

The female reporter was stunned.

"Now I understand why Fermina likes Tang Zhenglong so much."

Tang Zhenglong was so embarrassed that he immediately picked up the bath towel.

"You just said that I can refuse?"

"Haha."

"Then I haven't been written off by you reporters, saying that Tang Zhenglong is playing a big game, that Tang Zhenglong has neglected the fans, that Tang Zhenglong is arrogant."

"But you are." A reporter said.

Tang Zhenglong gave him a hard look.

Sandy was afraid that the topic would be misled again.

"In short, if you drink alcohol, you are wrong and must be suspended."

Tang Zhenglong put his hands on his hips.

The female reporter secretly prayed, "Quickly, quickly, quickly."

"You think I don't know that you are the mouthpiece of Barcelona."

"Put P."

"Our "World Sports Daily" is a professional media and will never take sides."

"Bah! The whole world knows that you are the mouthpiece of Barcelona. Did you blackmail me on purpose? Am I suspended?"

"Hehe, you clearly know that Tang Zhenglong is the only one in Real Madrid now. If I'm suspended, then Real Madrid will collapse."

Mourinho Khan is dead, this bastard really doesn't forget to put money on his face all the time.

"Fall, drop quickly."

"..."

Santi got angry, turned around and yelled at a female reporter: "Can you show some face!!"

"..."

"We support Tang Zhenglong, it's the fault of the Spanish Football Federation, it's the fault of the security measures."

"Yes, we support Tang Zhenglong."

Tang Zhenglong saw that the female reporters had defected, should he give them some benefits?

"what!!"

Accidentally, my hand slipped.

"Wow!!!!"

The female reporters applauded collectively.

Santi was so angry that she left angrily, and all the male reporters left.

******

On the bus leaving the stadium, Mourinho spoke to Morais beside him.

"How can Tang Zhenglong be so shameless?"

"Haha, maybe that's the basic quality of a good player, such as Maradona, Romario, and Rooney."

"To be honest, as a professional player, you can't be too shameless."

Mourinho understands this truth. The pressure of professional football is too great. Reporters are like bloodthirsty sharks. Those with poor psychological quality are probably suffering from depression like Dessler in Germany.

Mourinho chuckled, "But it's rare to be able to do what Tang Zhenglong does."

"Haha, maybe this is the reason for his success."

"Jose, we are off to a good start in La Liga, would you buy me a drink?"

"no problem."

******

"Fermina, big news, do you want to hear it?"

"What news?"

Linda smiled and said, "It was Claudia who sent me the news, and it exploded in the circle of female reporters."

Fermina took a look.

"Fuck, Tang Zhenglong!!"

"Are there any pictures?"

"That's impossible. This is the professional ethics of journalists. Whoever shoots it will be blocked forever."

"How many people saw it?"

"A dozen or so female reporters."

"Tang Zhenglong really went all out."

Then the door opened.

"I am back."

Tang Zhenglong knew what was going on when he saw the expressions on Linda and Fermina's faces.

"Hehe, you know everything?"

"hey-hey."

"I can't help it. Only in this way can I stop the mouths of those female reporters."

"Longlong, you sacrificed so much."

"It's all for football." Tang Zhenglong squeezed out a tear.

(End of this chapter)