"Diego, Diego, Diego."

"Argentina, Argentina, Argentina."

In the 1986 World Cup, Maradona led Argentina to win the World Cup and returned to Buenos Aires. Lisandro was only 3 years old that year, but the scene of empty streets was imprinted on his mind. Many Argentines started playing at the age of 5.

Played football.

Lisandro is similar.

As an Argentinian, the World Cup is a dream.

However, this year's World Cup is too far away from Lisandro. His competitors in front are superstars like Aguero and Messi, and he?

But in a second-tier European giant like Lyon.

But if he achieves good results in the Champions League, then maybe Maradona will take him to South Africa.

Lisandro got the ball in front of the penalty area, he cleverly dodged a defender and then shot.

The ball was hit perfectly and was hugged by Cassie again.

Pellegrini saw that this Argentine was a great threat.

Five minutes later, Lisandro's moment of glory came. Lyon penetrated Marcelo on the wing and then made a cross. The ball somehow reached the back post. Lisandro arrived just in time and effortlessly hit the ball into the goal.

.

goooooooooooal!!

The whole stadium was boiling.

But what I didn't expect was that after Lisandro scored, it was not his teammates who ran towards him, but Tang Zhenglong.

"Tell Diego I scored."

"..."

Tang Zhenglong Khan.

"Nima, what does this have to do with me?"

The game continued, Tang Zhenglong approached Lisandro.

"Excuse me, do we know each other?"

"do not know."

"Then why are you saying those weird things to me?"

Lisandro was a little embarrassed.

"Is such that."

"I heard that your and Diego's daughter is..."

Tang Zhenglong was shocked. It turns out that nepotism is also practiced in foreign countries?

"Haha, I don't have one."

For the World Cup, Lisandro also risked his life.

"Don, I know you and Diego are good friends. Please say something for me. Just one sentence is enough to let him see my efforts."

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

****

"Holy shit, is this okay?" Pellegrini was stunned. How could Tang Zhenglong be able to chat with anyone?

Did Lisandro know him?

On the court, people from Real Madrid were also stunned. Tang Zhenglong has friends all over the world?

Marcelo came closer and said, "Don, do you know that bearded man?"

"I am his idol, and he said a lot of words of admiration for me."

"I bother!!"

Tang Zhenglong chuckled, "Don't believe it?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just too ridiculous."

"Then do you want to make a bet?"

"What to bet on?"

"Buddha's Palm."

"What's the meaning?"

Tang Zhenglong explained it, it was a slap in the face, a hard slap, as violent as you want.

Marcelo thought for a while, "No problem, if he really admires you, I'll do whatever you want."

"Hahaha."

A minute later, Marcelo was dumbfounded. Lisandro had no bottom line in order to participate in the World Cup. Even if he was asked to call Tang Zhenglong daddy, there would probably be no problem.

"Hey, Bearded Man, you are an Argentine, a football kingdom second only to Brazil, and you admire Tang Zhenglong? Are you worthy of 40 million Argentines?"

Lisandro Khan dies.

"Let me just say one thing: I admire Tang Zhenglong."

"..."

"Hahahaha, Curly Hair, do you choose the left cheek or the right cheek?"

…

Intermission.

In the locker room.

Teammates gathered around and heard that a very violent scene would be staged.

What is Tathagata Palm?

Pepe was puzzled.

You'll know after you take a look.

Marcelo touched his face and said, "Don, don't disfigure your face."

"I can't guarantee that."

"..."

"Don, I haven't married yet?"

"You don't rely on your appearance to look like this, do you?"

"Hahaha."

"Okay, you choose to cheek left or right."

Marcelo asked blankly: "Who do you think is better for me to choose?"

"I think it would be fairer if we took a step aside?"

puff.

"Beasts!!"

Marcelo pointed to the left.

"Let's go to the left."

Snapped!!

ah.

"You hit the right side."

Tang Zhenglong looked at his hand, "I thought you said it was my left side. Sorry, I made a mistake. Do you want to do it again?"

"Woooooooooo, I want to go back to Brazil."

"By the way, why did you lose the bet with Tang Zhenglong?"

"It's all that bearded Argentinian."

Marcelo told Lisandro about his admiration for Tang Zhenglong.

"Holy crap, it's impossible."

"Then do you want to bet?" Tang Zhenglong smiled at Peipei and said, "How about a bet on the Tathagata Palm?"

Tang Zhenglong had full expectations for Lisandro's bottom line, but now that guy has no bottom line at all.

Pepe shook his head.

"I'm not that stupid."
To be continued...