However, what they didn't expect was.
It seemed like Tang Long wasn't particularly excited at all.
Not only did his face remain calm, but he kept pressing his hands downward.
"Stay relaxed, stay relaxed!"
"The game isn't over yet, first stabilize our defense, don't rush everyone."
Uh...
His Manchester City teammates surrounding him were all stunned.
Just this?
So, you celebrate your first Premier League killing goal just like that?
Amidst the confused looks of the crowd.
Tang Long turned and walked toward his own half, completely ignoring the whispers from his teammates behind him.
In the afternoon, the wind in London brushed against his cheeks.
Tang Long felt his heart pounding, with his blood boiling all over.
He quickly touched his face, forcibly suppressing the irrepressible smile at the corner of his mouth.
Hehe~
The earlier calm demeanor was all an act.
Scoring a super world-class goal, how could I not be happy?
