In fact, Grandpa Mo’s advice is not fair.

When he attacked, Zhuo Yang could not defend him. When Zhuo Yang attacked, he did not specifically say that he would obviously not give up his job.

But Zhuo Yang is a shooter, and grandpa is a defender. It is natural for defenders to defend the shooter. The shooter goes on to defend the defender, especially the attack... It is reasonable to say whether it is.

So, maybe it's unfair, but it's fair.

Grandpa Mo made a move, Zhuo Yang had to continue.

Grandpa Mo scored a goal, and Tottenham's morale was greatly boosted.

Tottenham has only sold stars in recent years, and no top star has joined. Grandpa Mo is the first one. Since defeating Chelsea in the 2007-08 League Cup final 2-1, Tottenham has never had any championship title in the past decade and has not had any consolation prizes.

Therefore, the joining of Mr. Golden Ball of the World and the captain of the 2014 World Cup champion Grandpa Mo has the flavor of targeted poverty alleviation.

Without a champion, there is no kingly spirit. Grandpa Mo brings the kingly spirit. His goal gives Tottenham the courage to fight against Manchester City, just like the poor people who have no direction in their lives are looking forward to poverty alleviation cadres.

"My fellow villagers, I miss you so much~"

Including Kane, the six silly guys in the frontcourt fought more happily, making Manchester City frustrated.

In the 34th minute, Tottenham made a threatening attack. Grandpa made a long pass from the backcourt, giving it a very deep point. Under Kane's effective pressure, Laporte headed the ball and failed to push it far, and was obtained by Lamela, who followed up in the middle.

Labo rushed out, and Kane ran out smartly toward him, and immediately formed an open routine that reversed and knocked. Lamera pushed the ball out, and Kane turned around and shot it alone.

Grandpa Mo gave a very bad time and footwork. At this time, Manchester City's defense was in the position, but not in the position they needed the most.

At the critical moment, Zhuo Yang appeared behind Lamela and successfully took away the football with a self-sacrificing tackle.

To be honest, since the beginning of the new season, Zhuo Yang has no longer worked as hard as before in defense. He usually runs on the line, and retreats to the backcourt for such a large range and plays as a mule, and rarely appears again.

There is no way, the moment Grandpa Mo raised his feet, Zhuo Yang had a premonition of the crisis. I wouldn't stop you if you want to score a goal in person, but if you want to play the whole game, it would be shameless.

Ramela was caught off guard by foul or even injured.

The young man was stubborn and stood up and tried hard to chase Zhuo Yang. However, Zhuo Yang rushed two steps and passed the ball to Xiwa. The trip was too fierce and he wanted to slowly pass it. After passing the ball, Zhuo Yang almost stopped in place.

"Bang!"

Lamela, who couldn't stop the car, suddenly hit her back and almost lay down for Zhuo Yang, rubbing the back of her head and jumping straight into her feet.

Lamela and Zhuo Yang were about the same height, and their nose was hitting the back of their heads, and they burst into blood with a 'ao~' sound.

The game had to be paused, and Zhuo Yang was very kind and even went to greet Lamela. This guy is also a fierce guy. He didn't take this matter seriously. After blocking his nose, he even hugged Zhuo Yang with a brief hug. The scene was once very touching.

The game restarted, Tottenham continued to rush and grab, and Manchester City continued to slowly find the rules in the chaos.

In the 44th minute, two Silvas connected, and B-shi passed Xiwa across the line. The bald David missed the ball from his crotch and teased Trippier, and then he made a long shot with his left foot.

This ball handling choice is very unpopular. Loris was caught off guard and he was out of hand. Jesus picked up the landing point in the penalty area, but Sanchez blocked it in time and did not give him a chance to eat white cakes.

Shunliu and unambiguous, he immediately returned to the wing Walker. Tottenham's swinging swinging pounce did not make Walker panic. He was very calm and returned to Feiniao.

After a round of this, Tottenham's formation was completely opened. Fei Niao turned around and gave the ball, and then passed the front line with the outside instep.

During this process, Zhuo Yang kept fighting wits and courage with Grandpa Mo. At this moment, he used the traditional routine of stopping and turning quickly, bullying Grandpa and turning slowly. But this time, Grandpa did not suffer any loss, and directly took a step back and opened the distance, giving Zhuo Yang the space to get the ball and drive the ball, but did not give him a breakthrough.

There are thousands of big defenders in football, but even Grandpa Gui Rumo, the head coach will not leave the person who defends Zhuo Yang alone. After all, there is no fool who can be the head coach in the five major leagues.

Zhuo Yang and Grandpa Mo were embarrassed by each other, and the situation was temporarily frozen. The two of them bent over and looked like two shrimps. Dembele quickly clamped up from the side, breaking the tranquility.

Zhuo Yang carried the ball outward with his right foot, fake, Dembele, who rushed up from the left, easily swayed. When Zhuo Yang pulled the ball back, he rushed past Zhuo Mo and the other side like a time-controlled train.

Grandpa Mo cursed in his heart: Stupid...Yu... Grandpa felt a chill under his crotch:...Yu, let me fuck!

Zhuo Yang made a coherent move, pulling the ball backward and swaying his calf in place, and the football flew over Dembele's hind legs, and then penetrated Grandpa Mo's high crotch.

The thief in the shooting is to steal peaches from his crotch.

Grandpa Mo didn't expect it, and Loris didn't expect it, the football plowed on the turf and slid into the lower left corner of the goal like a snake.

"Dog thing...you don't have martial ethics."

Zhuo Yang doesn't care about you, he celebrated happily. 2:1, Manchester City took the lead again, and the pressure returned to Tottenham.

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It didn't take long for the re-telection to end in the first half.

Grandpa Mo was walking on the other end of the venue and explaining something to Sanchez. Zhuo Yang slowly walked around and thought to wait for him. Lamela just walked side by side.

Because of the "nose blood relationship" just now, Zhuo Yang nodded at him kindly.

However, Lamela's brain was short-circuited again.

"Hey, damn Chinese, you're such an Asian fool."

To be honest, Zhuo Yang was a little confused. He was racially discriminated against on the court last time. He was as far away as he had in his previous life. He was so awesome that he was Pan Lu Deng Xiaoxian, and anyone else dared to do it?

His face slowly collapsed: "You say it again?"

"You...

How could you let me say it again? Ramela's neck was pinched by Zhuo Yang and was lifted up like a chicken. Her feet were not off the ground, and Zhuo Yang didn't have that much strength.

Both sides quickly surrounded the sidelines. When Manchester City saw Zhuo Yang tampering, they began to roll up their sleeves without asking any questions. They looked quite righteous and Ren Xia.

Tottenham has to protect their family members, so they can only fight desperately without asking the reason. The chaos on the sidelines was separated after Grandpa Mo arrived.

"Cough~ Cough~, I'm joking, ache, I'm joking." Ramela explained while coughing.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Grandpa Mo asked.

"You go and ask him." Zhuo Yang said: "Grandson, you are very kind, I will help you."

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Look, Grandpa Mo was anxious.

Zhuo Yang is hard to repeat. "You ask him! He is dead today, grandpa, don't stop him."
Chapter completed!