Marseille leads Lyon one point, and the last round of the league is left. Marseille's opponent is the newly promoted Ma Se Dang. This opponent is not very strong. With the strength shown by Marseille this season, Marseille defeats Se Dang, which should not be a problem.

Therefore, both the Marseille media and other French media are optimistic about Marseille winning and winning the league championship in the end. Even the Lyon media admitted that the initiative is in Marseille's hands. The only thing Lyon can do is win the final league game with Nantes, and then expect Marseille to make mistakes.

媒体和球迷多很乐观,而马赛队内呢.

In recent days, Marseille training has been often interrupted by Fernandez's whistle and scolding, because the players have made too many mistakes and mistakes in the training these days, and even some low-level mistakes will occur during training.

This has to attract the attention of the Marseille coaching staff. It is obvious that in the face of the first league championship trophy in 14 years, the Marseille players cannot calm down.

This is really not a good sign.

Fernandez tried to communicate with the players to calm everyone's nervousness, but it didn't seem to be very effective. After all, psychological problems cannot be solved in just one or two sentences.

However, what made Fernandez feel a little relieved was that Zhang Yang was the most extraordinary performance in the whole team. No, to be precise, he performed normally. This young man continued his hot state in the game during training.

In Fernandez's eyes, his proud disciples acted as calm and trustworthy as veterans who had fought for many years.

After only the last day of training left in the league, Fernandez released the 18-man roster for the game, he waved his hand and disbanded the team. He didn't say much else.

Tomorrow is a match with Seedang. That night, Zhang Yang held a small party at his residence. The number of people invited was good, all of them were teammates with good relationships with him and about the same age. Ribery and Nasri were naturally included, including Yasioi and Luis, and Mawuba. Of course, their girlfriends or wives.

After dinner, Zhang Yang sat with everyone in the living room while the ladies and girls were busy packing their tableware.

"It's still early, let's go out and have fun!" Nasri shouted.

Zhang Yang shook his head, and he looked at everyone with a rare serious look. Even the most lively Nasri was a little stunned when he saw Zhang Yang's expression.

Except for Nasri, everyone else was thinking. After all, some hype has been around for a day or two. They also wanted to ask Zhang Yang, but they never found an opportunity to speak. After all, this matter is fundamentally a private matter.

Ribery touched the scar on his face, stared at Zhang Yang, and suddenly said, "Are you going to transfer?"

Zhang Yang didn't find it strange at all to Ribery's question. He looked at the others again, and the others were also looking at him. This made Zhang Yang's heart turbulent. He suddenly didn't know what to say. Those words that had been thought of in his mind had come to his mouth, but they couldn't say them. He just nodded dullly, "No surprise, it should be like this."

"Where do you go?" Nasri, who was a little stunned, asked.

"I'm not sure, but it's either England or Italy." Zhang Yang paused, "Why aren't you too surprised?" He asked out his inner confusion.

"Haha, nothing. With your performance this season, Marseille can't keep you." Louis responded casually. His reason was very simple, but it was also the most direct.

"I'm afraid you won't be willing to stay in Marseille yourself." Yashioy said sarcastically.

If it were normal times, Zhang Yang would definitely be quarrel with Yashioi, but at this time, he would no longer have this mood.

"Because tomorrow's game is your last game in Marseille. Because you became a deserter, you feel guilty, so you think of treating us to a meal?" Ribery said coldly.

Zhang Yang moaned: "Frank, you deserve to be beaten up, I'm not a deserter." His voice was much lowered. Although he knew that he was not a deserter, it was normal for a transfer in a player's career, but this was Zhang Yang's first transfer after all, and he had feelings for this team and these guys. In addition, Orientals generally attach more importance to emotions and are more nostalgic.

"Oh??" Ribery looked at Zhang Yang seriously, and then the guy suddenly smiled. He picked up the square scarf and wiped his mouth, and said carelessly, "The food today is good, just treat it as a reward. I will help you win the league championship and don't let you have any regrets."

张扬嘶了一声,这算什么话?!

Ma Wuba also smiled: "You are right, don't worry. I know you are worried that you will not win the championship, so I invite us to dinner. Don't worry, let's leave it to us."

“啊?”张扬望着马武巴的笑脸.

"I know how important tomorrow's game is to you. Well, look at the current situation of the team, there will definitely be people who perform abnormally due to high pressure. Of course, this includes you, but don't worry, I will use goals to make you feel at ease." Nasri, who has not scored goals throughout the season, said arrogantly.

Yashioy suddenly sighed with relief: "Now, you can have a good night's sleep tonight."

"You guys - these guys." Zhang Yang suddenly jumped up. He stopped talking, but punched Ribery, and then rushed towards the other guys. These guys, can't you say a few nice words? Can't you touch me?

At some point, the guests had left. Zhang Yang stood at the door, watching the taillights of the car disappear into the night and couldn't see it. A ray of night wind came gently, caressing his young face.

这是我们的冠军,谁也夺不走.

Zhang Yang knew that this championship was not only a testament to his achievements in this city, nor was it just a reward for this team and this city, but also a precious memory of his here. There are too many memories.

May 27th.

20062007赛季法甲联赛最后一轮比赛日.

When it was dawn, Zhang Yang was awakened by the drizzle outside the window. The raindrops hit the glass window and made continuous sounds. Only then did he notice that it was raining.

Opening the window and looking at the drizzle outside the window, Zhang Yang jumped out of the bed. He stretched and shouted out the window, "The weather is good!"

Two or three hours before the game started, the outside of the Villoadham Stadium had already become lively.

Not only Marseille, but also Marseille fans coming from other places in France are coming to this stadium, and vehicles from many TV media are also driving in. There are also construction machinery such as cranes to install large-screen TVs outside the stadium. The Villodem Stadium can only accommodate more than 60,000 fans. However, it is estimated that nearly 200,000 fans will arrive at the stadium today. In order to meet the needs of these fans and for safety reasons, the Marseille Club decided to temporarily erect two large-screen TVs outside the stadium so that these fans can also support the team at close range and welcome the championship.

The Marseille team flags and flags penetrated the squares around the stadium and fluttered in the wind in the drizzle.

All of this is for the championship and to welcome the championship! Marseille has not won the league championship for fourteen years. For this day, they have waited for too long and suppressed for too long, and everyone has devoted all their enthusiasm.

"Can anyone tell me how different this game is from the game we played before?" In the crowded Villodem Stadium, Fernandez could only hear the voice of himself in the locker room.

Everyone looked solemn when they heard Fernandez's question. Of course, they knew what was different about this game. It was because they knew it too much that they were so serious and solemn.

"Marseille hasn't won the league championship for fourteen years. Yes, yes, it's fourteen years. It's really a long history, but today, you have the opportunity to engrave your name on that trophy forever, in the history of the team, in the history of your brilliant career! As long as you win the championship," said Fernandez.

Hiltney looked at the head coach in surprise. They had discussed the emotions of the players before, thinking that the players were nervous, which was obviously because of the excessive pressure and wanted to reduce the pressure on the players. Who would have thought that at this time, Fernandez suddenly changed his approach.

“张扬.”费尔南德斯突然大声喊.

张扬站起来,看着自己的恩师.

"Are we worthy of this championship?" he asked loudly.

“当然!”张扬也高声答道.

Fernandez was obviously satisfied with this answer, and he looked at more people, "Are you afraid of the championship?"

“不!”张扬带领大家一起喊.

“你们做好准备赢得冠军了吗?!”

"certainly!!"

“那就去赢!去赢给所有人看!”

Roar roar roar!

Hiltney was a little surprised. It was obvious that Fernandez's method was successful, at least now it seemed successful. The players are now mobilized enough enthusiasm, which temporarily suppresses anxiety and tension.

"Okay, OK," Fernandez clapped his hands, "I know what you think. Although this is a game that concerns whether we can win the championship in the end, I hope you will see it as a normal league better. Play as you should, and our opponents do not pose a threat to us. Do you have any questions?"

这次,没人说话,大家都看着他.

"There is no doubt that you know what you are going to do later? Then I won't say much. When you get on the court, you will play according to your usual game."

When the players pushed open the door of the locker room and set out toward the player corridor, Fernandez suddenly shouted Zhang Yang, "Are you ready?"

Zhang Yang didn't say anything, just nodded heavily, and then followed the army without looking back.

Fernandez's words can have two meanings. The first is, are you ready to leave Marseille? The other is, are you ready to win the championship? Of course, in a sense, these two meanings can be confused.


Chapter completed!