Chapter 950 I don't want to pick up a water bottle(1/2)
Before the game.
locker room.
In the bathroom.
Mourinho found Tang Zhenglong.
"What? Makes me sick of Barcelona?"
"To be precise, it disrupts Barcelona's mentality."
"It's okay to just call it disgusting."
Tang Zhenglong was stunned.
"I'm sorry, I'm very handsome and I'm never disgusting."
In fact, the "disgusting tactics" have a long history.
The most recent one was the World Cup in South Africa. Keita of Cote d'Ivoire was disgusted with Kaká of Brazil, which eventually caused Kaká to lose control and was sent off with a red card.
From afar, Camp Nou fans threw pig heads at Figo.
Mourinho patted Tang Zhenglong on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Tang, don't look at me as a bully outside, but in fact I am also a person, and I am also afraid."
"Are you afraid of losing the El Clasico?"
"Um."
Tang Zhenglong smiled and said: "Boss, I know, but I will never disgust my opponent."
"That?"
"I rely on my ability to make my opponent vomit."
puff!!
Isn’t that the same!!!
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On the pitch, Real Madrid received a corner kick.
Players from both sides came to the penalty area.
Tang Zhenglong drank water and deliberately threw the water bottle on the ground.
Valdes saw it.
"Where did you get the water bottle?"
Everyone looked at it.
You look at me, I look at you.
"Who's going to pick it up?"
"I'll go." Tang Zhenglong volunteered.
Tang Zhenglong bent down and suddenly stopped picking it up.
"Haha, forget it, I feel like I'm picking up soap."
"I'm not used to bending down in front of so many people."
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Everyone was dumbfounded.
Puyol stupidly said: "Don, have you ever been in jail?"
puff.
"You've just been to jail!!!"
"Then why do you know how to pick up soap?"
"Watch the movie, The Shawshank Redemption."
Everyone looked at each other.
This is how to do?
The referee came over and said, "What are you doing standing still?"
"Referee, there is a water bottle on the ground."
"Pick it up."
"..."
"Do you need me to come in person for such a small matter?"
The referee bowed down, and for some reason, Tang Zhenglong didn't mention it. Everyone thought it was nothing, but when Tang Zhenglong said that, everyone always felt that something was strange.
A few minutes later, Real Madrid's free kick.
Tang Zhenglong pointed to the ground.
"Whose water bottle?"
"Nima!!"
This time the referee was rude and pointed at Puyol, "Go pick it up."
"Referee, I refuse."
"Okay, yellow card."
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Puyol could only pick it up.
"What are you looking at? I'm embarrassed, okay?"
puff.
A few minutes later, Real Madrid took a corner kick. This time Puyol paid attention in advance. He wanted to see who was so wicked as to throw a water bottle in the penalty area.
"Okay, it's really you!!!"
Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.
"Look, everyone, it's him."
Barcelona players gathered around.
"Come to the Barcelona dressing room during halftime and we'll let you pick up soap for 15 minutes."
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"Don't mess around, I'm from Real Madrid."
"Really? We just like to let people from Real Madrid pick up soap."
When the referee saw it, it was endless, right?
"Do the water bottles at Camp Nou grow legs?"
Puyol pointed at Tang Zhenglong and said, "The person who threw the water bottle has been found. It's him."
All 11 people in Barcelona pointed at Tang Zhenglong.
"It's you?"
"no."
"Okay, whether it's you or not, you pick it up this time."
Barcelona players smiled sinisterly.
"Haha, come on, let's form a circle and watch him pick it up."
Damn, do you want to go that far?
"Pick it up, pick it up quickly."
I saw Tang Zhenglong pinching it with both feet, and then lifting it up.
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Puyol was stunned, "Why didn't I expect this to happen just now??"
"Haha, referee, I picked it up."
Yellow card.
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To be continued...