Chapter 34 First Team debut 4 nostalgia

Zhang Yang stood on the penalty area line. He opened his arms and shook back suddenly. His whole body opened his mouth wide and roared to the sky!

A goal has been scored!

I've scored a goal!

Scored in the Ligue 1!

Those, all the damn skeptics and ridicule! You all shut up!

Zhang Yang closed his eyes. Time was like a butterfly spreading its wings, dancing.

Time seems to have returned to ten years ago, back to childhood:

"Si'er, pass the ball to me!" The young man raised his hands and shouted at his teammates.

"Come on, Zhang Yang!"

The ball rotated and flew towards the penalty area. The boy looked excited and was very fast. When he rushed to the front of the ball, he directly made a beautiful volley!

The movements were very relaxed, but unfortunately the footwork was not good, so the ball went straight towards the goalkeeper in the center of the goal.

But the goalkeeper's performance was even worse. Facing the ball towards his own body, he didn't have time to make a save. He stood in front of the goal and watched the ball fly into the goal against his own body!

Zhang Yang opened his arms excitedly and ran on the cinder ground that was not so much a stadium as a simple playground. He closed his eyes and imagined that he was on the professional competition field. The commentator was yelling with a loud voice, "Good ball! The ball was scored! The goal was Zhang Yang! He scored again! He is the hero of the team..."

Goalkeeper Li Qiang stood in front of the goal, facing his teammates' complaints, and shouted loudly, "I can hold on, it was an accident just now."

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Zhang Yang smiled. He opened his eyes and looked at the stands at Dion Poly Stadium. The stands were covered in darkness and people. At this time, Le Mans fans had not yet walked out of their shock, and the stands were very quiet.

He lifted his arms again!

He shouted loudly in his mouth!

This is not a dream. I am standing here. On the Ligue 1 field, I just scored a goal and scored a goal in the Ligue 1! Li Qiang, Xiaosi, Bai Guangbo, Liu Meng. Brothers, have you seen it? I succeeded! I did it! You guys! He remembered that after he scored the goal, he often said that he would play football in the five major leagues in the future and scored goals in the five major leagues! These guys laughed heartlessly. And it was these brothers who helped without hesitation when he needed help the most! Haha! My brother! I succeeded!

My brother, I will never forget the days when we played football together in those years!

"Brothers! Have you seen it?" Zhang Yang looked up and shouted at the sky. Then he was knocked down by his teammates who rushed up. This was Ribery, Scarface pressing him under him, shouting the difficult French slang. Then more people surrounded him.

Although it was just a goal, although it was only 1:3, the Marseilles came alive! They saw hope!

Moreover, the goal was really exciting!

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Watching Zhang Yang, who was pressed by his teammates on the sidelines, Hiltney shouted in Fernandez's ear with excitement: "Phil! You are right! He is a genius! He scored a goal! He surprised all of us! He surprised all of the Le Mans!"

Fernandez was also very excited. His face flushed and he waved his fist hard. He was optimistic about Zhang Yang, but he also believed that Zhang Yang's efforts and hard work would be able to score in Ligue 1 sooner or later and succeed, but he did not expect the goal to come so quickly!

"I said it earlier! He can score goals. He can score more goals." Fernandez said to his assistant with a laugh!

Hiltney also laughed. He seemed to have forgotten that he had always been dissatisfied with Zhang Yang. In fact, his unfriendly attitude towards Zhang Yang was not because he had personal opinions about Zhang Yang, but because he looked down on Zhang Yang's strength. Now, this suspicious view has disappeared in front of this goal!

To make people look down on their strength!

How does the striker's strength reflect?! Only goals are scored!

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The long shot from Zhang Yang was still replaying on the TV, which was left behind 27 meters away from the goal. The commentator Thierry's excited voice continued: "The ball was in! A beautiful long shot! The Marseille team scored a goal! All doubts and criticisms about this young man are self-defeating! Before this goal, no one knew him, and the media had no reason to blame this young man. Now please allow me to introduce it to you again - ladies and gentlemen! This is - Zhang - Zhang Yang!! Marseille team No. 27! Are we shooting 'one goal to become famous'? Haha."

Le Mans head coach Fredridge Hans shook his hand angrily. He was so depressed that the least attention-oriented person in his eyes scored a goal!

"Congratulations to this guy, congratulations to him for scoring his first official professional game."

"A good long shot score! Le Mans players are too willing to take the ball easily, they are too careless."

"Le Mans players paid the price for their carelessness and pride, but fortunately, the score was 3:1, and they still led by two goals."

The commentators were talking about this goal. They criticized the Le Mans players for being too careless about Zhang Yang's defense and criticized the Le Mans players for not defending at all! However, the commentators seemed to have forgotten that they also ignored Zhang Yang before, thinking that he was an amateur player and was not worth mentioning!

Le Mans head coach Fredridge Hans was so angry that he could definitely imagine what these commentators and the media were talking about, and his team was easily scored by an amateur player!

But no matter how angry he was now, he could only bear it. He watched the Maasai in the stadium celebrating with the young man, his face turned pale.

"Damn it, don't give that kid another chance! Watch him! Watch him!" Fredridge Hans walked to the sidelines and shouted almost roaringly. He signaled the team's young Sierra defender Barcelona to stare at Zhang Yang.

"Don't have another next time." Fredridge Hans shook his face. He was originally fantasizing about a big victory and defeating Marseille. Now Zhang Yang's goal really made him feel bad, especially when he thought that the goal was an "amateur player", he was even more angry! It affected his good mood too much! Even if Le Mans scored again, they won the big score in this game, and they would not have the same good mood as before.

All Fredridge Hans' good mood was praised and ruined by this goal!

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Le Mans players were also angry at the goal conceding. He was ashamed of being scored by an amateur player like Zhang Yang.

Especially for Le Mans' defender Barcelona, ​​who should have defended Zhang Yang, he should be held accountable for this goal conceded.

Barcelona glanced at Zhang Yang fiercely. He was too careless and was seized by this kid! However, boy, there will be no next time! Barcelona gritted his teeth. He didn't think Zhang Yang was so powerful. He felt that his opponent was just taking advantage of the reason why everyone didn't pay attention just now. As long as he paid a little attention, it would definitely be avoided.

He felt that Zhang Yang was just a thief, and he succeeded in a despicable sneak attack. Barcelona was very angry! It was this kid who made him fool of himself! He didn't look for the reason, but blamed Zhang Yang.

Boy, there won't be a next time!

Le Mans seemed to be stimulated by the goal just now. After the kickoff in the middle circle, they strengthened their offensive. Le Mans's *** international player Matsu Ichi Daisuke was knocked down by Marseille's midfielder Sabri Lamochi.

Le Mans' free kick.

"In the first half, two of Le Mans' three goals were scored by a set ball. Marseille should be careful." Seeing Matsui Daisuke standing in front of the ball again, commentator Thierry reminded.

However, the free kick taken by Matsui Daisuke is not of high quality. The ball was pushed out by Marseille central defender Met. Marseille full-back Taivo again grabbed the header point in the fight with Le Mans center Fangqinni, and he continued to push the ball forward.

Nian had a back to the attack direction and played a fancy job, directly passing the ball out with an inverted gold hook.

Due to defensive positioning balls, the Marseille team returned to defense in full, with only Zhang Yang in front of him.

The person who received Nion's pass was Zhang Yang.

"This is the Marseille team's counterattack opportunity! But Zhang Yang lacked support. He didn't have a teammate in blue clothes around him, and he started to dribble the ball... The way of dribble was very special. Fortunately, the speed was very fast." Thierry was also shocked by Zhang Yang's dribble. "This is the most and most special way of dribble I have ever seen." In fact, Thierry originally wanted to say the 'ugliest' dribble.

How did this guy ride the ball?

He drove the ball forward, went straight two or three meters ahead of him, and then spread his feet behind him to chase the ball, chased the ball, and went forward again, and continued to chase the ball.

There are many African and Latin American players among the Ligue 1 players. As we all know, most of these players are skilled and have a flamboyant way of dribbling. Not to mention that they are incomparable to those players who often play tricks, even Nordic players with relatively rough skills are better than him.

However, as Thierry said, "Fortunately, the speed is very fast", this way of dribbling is direct and useful to Zhang Yang, just because: his speed is fast enough!

Almost at the same time, Marseille's two midfielders, Frank.

Ribery and Nasri seemed to be in a 100-meter race. The two rushed forward desperately, and before Le Mans had time to return to defense, they swept forward like a storm from the beginning of their half.

"Look at them!" Le Mans head coach Fredridge Hans shouted nervously on the sidelines. He pointed at Ribery and Nasri who were running forward at the highway.

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Their full-backs were pressed over the free kick opportunity for Le Mans just now.

So in the face of Marseille's counterattack, Le Mans' central defender Barcelona ran to the full-back position to make up for his teammates.

"Boy! I won't let you succeed this time!" Looking at Zhang Yang's 'ugly' way of dribbling, Le Mans central defender Barcelona felt more and more wronged. Just now, the team was scored by such a guy who even had such amateur and ugly ball. It's so embarrassing!

"Let me break the ball and fight back." Barcelona stared at Zhang Yang who was dribbling. He was full of confidence. He felt that it was not challenging to defend Zhang Yang just because he wanted to do something difficult. He not only wanted to intercept the ball but also be able to counterattack immediately!

Barcelona saw a chance and tackledly. His purpose was to keep the ball and then launch a counterattack.

If Zhang Yang is replaced by another striker, perhaps Le Mans' main central defender Barcelona would not be so blindly tackled. You should know that once the tackle is not successful, it is very likely that the opponent's forward will easily break through because of losing the position.

But in Barcelona's eyes, Zhang Yang is just a rookie. He didn't pay attention just now and then he made Zhang Yang score. Now, with his own strength, it is definitely no problem to kill Zhang Yang. Therefore, Le Mans' main central defender Barcelona actually made such a blind move.

He cut the air!

Before Barcelona shoveled, Zhang Yang drove the ball forward again, then accelerated and caught up with the ball at a fast speed. At this time, Barcelona's right foot of the ball was shoveled to the ball and came to the ground.

It can be said that Barcelona is blindly confident, and he is obviously not estimating Zhang Yang's speed, which makes this tackle empty.

After passing Barcelona, ​​Zhang Yang immediately made a cross without hesitation! He understood what his strengths were. He was fast and dribbling was not his strength!

Zhang Yang's pass is not a common air ball, but rolls against the turf and rolls quickly!

Ribery was very fast, and the Le Mans player who was chasing all the way could not keep up with him. He gritted his teeth and put the shovel from behind!

"Frank Ribery... didn't hit the ball under interference!" Ribery swung his foot and shot at the football. During high-speed movement, he seemed to have tripped by the leg of the person behind him and did not hit the ball. The football leaked between his legs.

The commentator Thierry wanted to say that this was a real amateur mistake. But before he could make such an sigh, he saw a figure falling to the ground and shoveling towards the ball in the back corner of the goal. It was a blue figure, his whole body slid on the grass, and his right foot was firmly placed on the ball. The football changed direction, jumped up, and flew into the goal in front of him.

"goooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaal" When Thierry saw the blue figure, he raised his arms and made a "goal" sound from his mouth.

Almost at the same time, at the other end of the offensive line, Zhang Yang raised his arms high, raised them over his head, turned his right hand into a fist, clenched it tightly, and pounded it into the sky with force!

Ao!

2:3! We are only one goal behind!

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ps: The second update. Another chapter of 4000+.

The new book list is sandwiched between the Queen of Fried and the Big Score.

Everyone, please raise your chest, female hero, please give me more red tickets, let's get a burst of money, how about it?

When I wrote this chapter, Xiaoqi felt a little moved and remembered the brothers who played wild football together. It has been several years since I played football together for a long time.

Brother, when we go home for the Spring Festival next year, we will definitely play football. Wang Xu, Li Bo, Li Jun, you guys are too fat and it doesn’t matter if you can’t run anymore. No one will laugh at anyone. Everyone is just a pound, haha. Look at the family abuse you.

Brothers who played football together back then wish you all the best.
Chapter completed!