Before the game, he vowed not to let Zhuo Yang score another goal, but the first half was not over, and it was because of his own foul. Although the foul was forced to be forced, it was a tactical nature.
The piglet is inevitably a little disappointed, and the white hair reflects the face, which inevitably gives people a sense of bleakness in their twilight years.
"Pig, don't you really think you can avoid letting him score a goal, right?" said Mr. Tu.
"Oh——, Mr. Tu, am I really old?"
Mr. Tu was not good at expressing his words, but he was very smart inside. He immediately heard Xiaozhu’s heart disease from the words Xiaozhu answered the question.
At the age of 34, the appearance of frost and pear blossoms is not the aging of men. Germany was defeated in the World Cup and was pushed to be the number one scapegoat, which is the most heart-defeating thing.
No man will convince himself. Unless he is desperate again and again, he will still be watching the young lady at the age of seventy.
The piglet was unwilling to give up and left the comfortable Bundesliga to the Premier League. It was his challenge to the years. By challenging his good brother Zhuo Yang, he proved that he still had the peak strength, because Zhuo Yang is the peak of football.
Zhuo Yang is still improving, and Xiaozhu doesn't want to be pulled down by his good brother.
"If you can use whether Zhuo Yang can stop his goal from scoring as a standard, then, Xiaozhu, you are not old, but childish." Mr. Tu said seriously: "You shouldn't wear shorts, you should wear open-crotch pants."
pig:"……"
"Don't ask me or Zhuo Yang."
Little Pig: "Who will I ask?"
"Ask your wife, idiot." Mr. Tu shook his head and said, "Put on your crotch-open pants and ask."
If the pig who has been dominating for half a lifetime really needs guidance from her intimate sister, then it is not a pig. Mr. Tu is heartless and troubled, which is enough for the pig who occasionally feels emotional.
With the 34-year-old "older" who dared to leave the Bundesliga and came to the Premier League, which is recognized as the most difficult and unfamiliar to the five majors, this ambition alone is enough to show that Xiaozhu is not old.
Ana Ivanovic can testify.
After shook his head, the pig continued to run around with a smile and entangled Zhuo Yang.
"Dog thing, score another goal for dad to see."
Zhuo Yang shouted angrily: "Son, Dad loves you."
When Tu Ye saw the father and son recognizing each other, he smiled and opened the distance. It was not that he felt disgusting, but because the piglet was responsible for defending Zhuo Yang, and the most important thing was to block Zhuo Yang's catch route.
After re-teletting, Manchester City's morale boosted due to the away equalization, Liverpool had to keep a low profile for the time being.
In the 43rd minute, the two sides fought in the midfield. Gundogan turned straight and did not deceive Firmino. After being blocked, he threw the ball under his feet.
Before Mane, who took the ball, he encountered Feiniao's very arrogant counter-attack. Feiniao was not a physical player, but it was still fine to deal with Mane.
The two of them twisted together like practicing wrestling, and then fell to the ground with one another. Fei Niao felt so happy that he just sat on Mane.
Perhaps it was infected by Xiwa being taught by President Zhu just now, and Mane was not a calm master, so he pushed Fei Bird hard before he could fully stand up.
How could Brazil's back half suffer this loss? It directly puts Mane in a secret loss, and his nose is so sore as if it is broken.
Wijnaldum stepped forward. He seemed to be trying to persuade him to fight, but in fact he raised his arms and turned around and gave him an elbow. Fei Bird's cheeks hurt so much that it seemed as if he had anger on his teeth.
It was not serious, but Mane and Feiniao lay on the ground again in pain as if they were dead.
Zhuo Yang was full of murderous aura and wanted to teach Dum a lesson. Only then did he remember that he was not a pig, so he hurriedly hid behind the real pig.
"Little pig, don't stop me, let this dog god play two tricks with me."
"Be good, you know if you are angry and you're angry, don't bother with the nameless, be good~" The pig returned the comfort to Zhuo Yang.
Dutchman Wijnaldum is actually Tu Ye’s direct brother in Liverpool. As long as he doesn’t fight with Zhuo Yang today, Tu Ye will tie him up for him no matter how big the matter is, so Zhuo Yang can only stare at him.
Atkinson was kind-hearted and did not show a yellow card. It is logical that Mane, Febiao, and Dum would not escape. It was said that Manchester City suffered a small loss.
However, according to the entanglement, Mane hugged Feiniao's midfielder and awarded Liverpool a foul in the midfield and gave Manchester City an indirect free kick.
Zhuo Yang was still resolutely refusing, and the kind father Xiaozhu comforted him gently, and Mr. Tu hurriedly spoke.
"Forget it, then, this kid...I'll fuck!"
Zhuo Yang, possessed by a drama actress, suddenly poked the ball with his toes while Zhu and Tu was immersed in kindness. He could indirectly have free kicks, without waiting for the whistle.
The smart Sterling received the ball in the frontcourt, and Liverpool, who was caught off guard, was simply empty, and the counterattack was simply too comfortable.
But at the most dangerous moment, Van Dyke showed his value. He used the perfect line to block it alone, so that Sterling could neither rush directly to the goal nor easily pass it to Silva, who was supporting the middle.
After several changes of direction, Van Dijk successfully delayed Manchester City's attack.
Zhuo Yang arrived in the penalty area with Zhuo and Tu together, which gave Sterling more space to pass.
Sterling passed on, and Van Dijk also completed the task. The rest depends on Mr. Tu and Mr. Zhu.
The pig stuck inside and did not give Zhuo Yang a gap to shoot. Tu Ye was in the back position on the outside, so he was careful not to turn around if he pretended to move.
Zhuo Yang looked towards football and used his body to try to squeeze out the two dogs, but which one was good again, and it didn't have much effect.
He was shaking his left ankle and was about to shoot. The pig's legs were sealed in place. He swept his right leg out to the responding Xiwa. This was what Tu Ye allowed, but he still tried his best to hold back his back midfielder and beware of any changes.
Zhuo Yangsai... It was empty, and the football was penetrated by his two thick legs, like a dilator, and leaked behind him.
It was so unexpected that Zhu He Tu had no idea. He looked back and saw it - fuck, Aguero!
The two brothers on one seem to have completely restricted Zhuo Yang, but in fact they still lost. Their thoughts were all on Zhuo Yang, and they didn't know that Akun was behind him. Zhuo Yang did not take advantage of it with his efforts, but
Don't delay eye contact.
Lost, but not all.
The pig's posture was useless. Mr. Tu shouted "其" and pulled it up three feet on the ground, twisted his waist and hips in the air to complete the change of body direction.
Black charcoal heads form essence.
A black lightning flashed towards Akun who was about to shoot, and the black bald puff turned into a phantom.
Aguero is not for nothing, you can get faster and I can get faster.
‘Bang!’
A Kun's straight instep twitched Tu Ye's heel, and Tu Ye's legs were turned 90°, and A Kun's "Ouch" was like planting a green onion back.
‘Beep-’ The whistle rang and Atkinson pointed at the penalty spot.
Mr. Tu: "..."
Zhuo Yang held the pig and laughed so hard that he couldn't laugh soon. Akun hugged his ankle and howled on the ground.
How much hatred does Akun have with him if he can kick Mr. Tu spin? The darker Tu rubbed his feet and heels. Nothing happened. When Akun was replaced by Jesus, tears fell down.
The penalty kick is accurate, and it has nothing to do with whether Tu Ye’s face is dark or not.
The piglet was unwilling to give up. "Don't score such a difficult ball now, let it be given to others as soon as possible."
The kind father Zhuo Yang said kindly: "Silly son, how could you be a stupid son?"
It's difficult, right? Dad gives you difficulty.
The most desperate thing was Alisson. He didn't know whether he should give up at this moment, but he couldn't stop anyway. Out of decency, he chose not to give up and rushed to the left.
How great it would be to give up!
Damn it, he spooned, despair and annoyance = Alisson.
With a spoon 2:1, Manchester City overtook the score.
"Son, Dad scored another goal. Thank you, Mr. Tu, I can't get in without you."
Mr. Tu’s loss is like a meteorite crater.
"Pig, do you think I'm old?"
"Yes, yes, don't ask me if you are old, do you know, go and ask..."
"You dare to tell me to ask Winona, I won't have your meal when I go back tonight."
Xiaozhu: "...Crotch pants. I'll go to eat in the restaurant, I'll go to Zhuo Yang's house, I'll go to Uncle Zha's house."
The first half of the game ended. Zhuo Yang did not go to find trouble for Wijnaldum. Tu Ye was protecting him. He just jumped up and down just now and was just for Fei Niao and the whole team to see.
Chapter completed!