Zhang Yang was very unhappy.

For a Sagittarius, how can you be happy?

Score the opponent's goal!

It will be fun to score a goal.

The more you enter, the more refreshing you will be, and the hairs will stand up!

Marseille midfielder Nasri dribbled the ball and was knocked down by Socho central defender Diavala and fell to the ground in pain.

The referee of this game showed a yellow card to Diavala. This is the tenth yellow card of this game. Among them, Socho team won six yellow cards and Marseille team won four yellow cards. Marseille players were angry by Socho's rough playing style, and both sides were moving more and more on the court.

Zhang Yang had already run out of the space just now and was waiting for Nasri to pass the ball. Seeing Nasri fall to the ground in pain after being knocked down, he ran over.

"How is it?" Zhang Yang asked Morientes, who was squatting down to ask about Nasri's condition.

Morientes shook his head, and then the Spanish center made a gesture off the court, a substitution gesture. He had just asked about Nasri's situation, and Nasri told him that he could not stick to the game.

Zhang Yang looked at Nasri, who looked sobbing and frustrated. This game is extremely important to many young people in the Marseille team. They may win the first championship in their careers. Therefore, no one is willing to miss or miss the middle, and they all want to fight to the end, participate with their feet and win the championship.

Zhang Yang turned his head and rushed towards Diavala. Morientes was startled and grabbed Zhang Yang, "What are you going to do?"

"Let go." Zhang Yang shouted.

"Calm down, do you want to be sent off?" Morientes looked serious.

Zhang Yang looked at Diavala not far away. The perpetrator had no regrets after receiving the yellow card. Obviously, this was Socho's tactic today. Seeing Zhang Yang glaring at him, Diavala smiled demonstratively.

Damn, you angered me!

I'm numb, I'm angry! Very angry.

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and muttered to himself. He stared at Diavala fiercely, and the latter responded without fear.

"What did you say?" Morientes heard Zhang Yang gritting his teeth and saying something. The expression seemed to be like eating a big steak and finally biting the bones. However, although Zhang Yang did not answer, Morientes also understood that not only him, but everyone heard it. The stretcher entered the field and carried Nasri, who was a little depressed and unwilling to leave the field. Zhang Yang shouted at Nasri, "Samir!" The latter turned his head to look at him with some difficulty on the stretcher, and heard Zhang Yang shouting, "Champion! Wait, my brother!"

Nasri smiled first, then hung his head down in pain and lay on the stretcher. Yes, champion! But how much he wanted to fight with his brothers and teammates.

Zhang Yang's words were not only heard by the Marseille players, but also by the Socho players. Even through the cameras on the sidelines, millions of fans in front of the TV also heard them. There was no way, he shouted loudly, and others couldn't help but not listen.

The Soshau players looked angry, this guy was too much.

Excessive?

"Ohhhhh, I think everyone heard what Zhang Zai shouted! He was making a promise to Nasri, who had left the game due to injury, that he would get the championship!"

"He had no intention of hiding at all, and he had no intention of hiding his anger and determination at all. What I want to say is that Sosha's tactics have been successful so far, but they have successfully angered Zhang Yang. We will know whether this is a good or a bad thing in a while."

Soxiao's head coach Perrin's face was a little serious. Of course, he also heard what Zhang Yang shouted. Of course he was angry, but while angry, Perrin was also a little vigilant. He knew the energy of this young man. He naturally knew what kind of harm a super shooter in anger would bring.

But... Looking at the angry young man on the court, Perrin had an idea. He called the team's central defender Aphrabi to the side of the dojo and whispered. This young man's bad temper is famous. He asked Aphrabi to convey his tactical intentions to the whole team, and to try to get Zhang Yang out of the field.

Marseille made a substitution, Nasri was replaced, and Oruma came on as a substitute.

Of course, Soxiao knew that Zhang Yang was the core of Marseille, and his performance greatly affected Marseille's performance. Therefore, they had been guarding Zhang Yang in this game. Now, after Zhang Yang shouted those words extremely arrogantly, they even swear that they must not give this guy a chance.

So, Zhang Yang found that he was being "key protected" with increasing strength. When the opponent defended himself, he was even more willing to do anything.

He received a pass from Yashioi, and the flying tackle of Socho midfielder Bodareni came. Zhang Yang was also shocked. He kicked the ball to Yashioi on the side, and he jumped up and avoided the flying tackle.

Yashioi, who received the pass from Zhang Yang, did not dare to take any more steps, so he forced a shot outside the penalty area, and ended up shooting with anti-aircraft guns.

Zhang Yang looked at Bodareni's back and his face became more and more gloomy. He knew that this was a warning from the Soko people. It can be said that in this game, unless the game ends, he will face such entertainment as his opponents.

He spitted onto the ground.

Not only was he not afraid, but he was more fighting spirited. This is the personality of this young man. He was like a spring. The greater the pressure, the greater the counterattack. To describe this person's personality in one sentence, that is, "I'm soft but not hard!"

Louis completed the interception in the backcourt, and he passed the ball forward, Morientes snatched the ball in front of the Socho player and put it to Zhang Yang who followed.

Zhang Yang hooked the ball forward with his right foot, accelerated himself, and began to drive the ball through. Pitawu, who was following him, subconsciously wanted to hold Zhang Yang's jersey, but only grabbed the air.

Bodarenie followed him. When he saw Zhang Yang, he was about to break through. He directly hit another flying tackle, putting Zhang Yang on the ground with the ball.

The referee's whistle sounded, and he awarded Marseille a free kick, but he did not give Bodareni a yellow card, which was already a yellow card for Socho players. Obviously, the referee showed mercy. No matter from any aspect, Bodareni's actions just now deserved a yellow card.

After Bodareni released the shovel, he was also scared. Seeing that the referee did not play cards at him, he was proud again. He spread his hands to Zhang Yang, looking like he was acting like he was doing well after getting a bargain.

Li Ao glared at Bodareni.

court death!

Seeing Li Ao staring, Bodareni was even more proud and smiled proudly. Then he saw Zhang Yang coming over and was a little scared. The reputation of this young man in front of him was not revealed. Looking at Abidal was beaten so hard that he could not fight back last season, that was a lesson from the past.

However, thinking of the referee's previous tactical arrangements, Bodareni was a little conscious of looking at death. As long as this kid dared to take action, he would scream and make this kid get a red card.

Zhang Yang didn't do anything. He just glanced at Bodareni contemptuously and walked away. This made someone who was ready to be beaten and then looked extremely ugly.

A bad temper is Zhang Yang's biggest weakness. At least, many people see this in the eyes of this. Now, when Zhang Yang can control his temper, how terrible it is?!

Ribery took the free kick and the ball was above the crossbar.

It's already May, and the weather is very hot. Many players run to the sidelines when the ball is dead to ask for water to drink, and even the referee is no exception. Only Zhang Yang stood on the sidelines, motionless, and licked his lips when they were dry.

The camera gave the young man a close-up, and at the end of his sight was the goal of Socho.

Three minutes later, the Marseille team launched another attack. Ribery broke through the sidelines and was knocked down by Pitawu. The Marseille team quickly sent a free kick, and Mawuba passed the ball to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang held the ball with his back to Avrabi.

Avrabi pressed Zhang Yang tightly, and pulled his clothes down with one hand, just to prevent him from turning around easily.

Zhang Yang can score many goals and can make many giants chase after him. One reason is that he is not afraid of taking the ball with his back. He always has a way to turn around and complete shots or passes. Such a shooter is extremely precious in the current football world!

This time was no exception. He leaned on Afurabi, hooked the football with his right foot, and then turned around suddenly, but the football seemed to stick to his right foot, making Afurabi unable to make a foot. It must be a foul. At this place, it would be a penalty kick. Then his ankle shook, and the football quickly passed between Afurabi's legs!

It's so hard to penetrate the crotch!!

Just when Avrabi was stunned, Zhang Yang flashed, accelerated, and rushed over him!

Soshau's goalkeeper Teddy Richard attacked decisively. Zhang Yang saw him attacking, and jumped gently on his toes and shot!

"Zhang——Snap!!"

Teddy Richard saw Zhang Yang picking his toes and the football flew up. At that moment, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his eyes widened. He reflexively took two steps back, raised his arms, and wanted to reach the ball, but fell to the ground in a mess.

Where is football?

When he fell to the ground, he turned his head into the goal.

After the football drifted through a beautiful arc, it fell and fell into the net. At this moment, it was jumping around the goal behind it for a few times before it was lying quietly there!

"The ball is in!!"

The cheer was like a thunder, and it exploded over the French Stadium in Paris!

Two-to-one! After experiencing the five minutes of the first half, both sides scored a goal, they finally scored!

Zhang Yang helped the Marseille team to surpass the score!

The French Stadium was filled with joy, and more than 30,000 Marseille fans shouted the name of the goalkeeper Zhang Yang. They read that right, Zhang Yang is the hero of the fans, and it was, and now. When facing difficulties, only he can stand up and turn the tide.

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The first update. Two days ago, I suddenly received a call from the coach and practiced driving for two consecutive days. Zhutou went out at around 6 o'clock in the morning and returned home at nearly 7 o'clock in the evening. He was not in the car for the twenty or thirty minutes he had lunch all day. It was not the key to getting tired, and he was dizzy. He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to sleep.

Take a break today and try to explode.
Chapter completed!