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Chapter 141 Subject: Farewell

Updated: 2012-10-11

"Marseille leads with one goal! Now, they are closer to the championship."

The Marseille players on the court gathered together and celebrated the goal with great affection. This time, Zhang Yang did not run wildly to celebrate. After scoring the goal, he stood there like that, spreading his arms to greet his teammates.

Before the game, in the locker room, Zhang Yang solemnly informed his teammates of his departure from Marseille after the end of the season. This was a decision made by Zhang Yang and Fernandez after discussing, and he didn't want to leave without a sound.

At first, Fernandez did not agree with Zhang Yang's request. He knew too much about Zhang Yang's importance in this team. At the critical moment of winning the championship, you cannot predict the impact that players will bring to the team once they know that Zhang Yang will leave the team. Once the turmoil and lose this game, Marseille's efforts in this season will be squandered.

However, Zhang Yang's words touched Fernandez.

"Dad, I don't want everyone to know the news that I'm leaving from the newspaper or on TV. I don't want that. If I only learned about my teammates leaving from the newspaper, I would be very uncomfortable. I would feel that I have a bad popularity here, and I would be very uncomfortable." Zhang Yang looked at Fernandez and said.

Fernandez was silent, thinking in his heart, what a cute boy. He hesitated a little, and he felt that he should agree to Zhang Yang's request and let him say a formal farewell to all his teammates, and he was a little worried.

Zhang Yang knew what Fernandez was worried about, so he solemnly said to the head coach, "Dad, I won't let the championship fall."

I don’t know if this sentence from Zhang Yang gave Fernandez a reassurance, or if he was moved by this lovely young man, he agreed.

So, now, the whole Marseille team knows that Zhang Yang will leave after the end of the season. Although he doesn't know where Zhang Yang is, Zhang Yang is honest that his transfer negotiations have entered the final stage and there are two places to go. Once it is confirmed, he will notify everyone as soon as possible.

Everyone naturally couldn't bear to leave Zhang Yang. When they were about to usher in the championship, they would lose a trustworthy teammate.

However, his teammates also sent blessings to Zhang Yang. No one didn't want to play football in those top giants. Although Zhang Yang's final destination was not yet decided, he must be one of those super giants.

So, at this moment, seeing Zhang Yang's goal help the team take the lead, everyone gathered up to celebrate the goal and the championship getting closer, which was also an expression of gratitude to this young man.

"Zhang, this ball is awesome."

"Zhang, don't leave. It's great to stay in Marseille. We will win the championship today and continue next season."

"Zhang, thank you."

Zhang Yang was also very excited when he looked at his teammates, with the joy of scoring goals and a hint of sadness. Although this young man with high spirits was a bit eccentric, he was indeed a person with a temperament.

"Thirty-fourth goal! A new record is born!"

"Congratulations to Zhang Yang! Congratulations to him, this is such a young man who can create miracles!"

"This is Zhang Yang's 34th goal in the league this season! He broke the Ligue 1 goal record of 33 goals in a single season set a year ago! He is such a great young man." The commentator sincerely exclaimed, "He set a record again and created a miracle. 34 goals, this is a record that is beyond the reach of latecomers! The players in Marseille were all very excited, and they all came up to congratulate Zhang Yang."

The commentator did not know that the Marseille players were saying goodbye to Zhang Yang again. If there was no surprise, this would be the last time they and this young man played in a Marseille jersey together. There is no doubt that the days of fighting with this young man will become a unique and beautiful memory for everyone's career.

At this time, the Villodham Stadium had already erupted. When Zhang Yang shot, everyone stood up. When the ball hit the net high, everyone raised their arms high, and they were shouting, 'buuuuut'!

"Thirty-four! Thirty-four! Zhang Yang did it! He broke the goal record he had maintained! This is a great achievement!"

"This young man once again wrote his name in the history of Ligue 1!"

"Listen to the cheers of this stadium, everyone is calling his name."

The cheers at the Villoadham Stadium lasted for about seven or eight minutes since Zhang Yang scored the goal. Every time Zhang Yang got the ball, there would be a tsunami of cheers. Not only cheers, but also applauding. The entire stadium welcomed the second ** of this game, and the first ** was naturally when the Marseille players appeared.

"Marseille fans started to cheer. They were so excited that they deserved to be the craziest stadium in France. However, this is a bit cruel for the newly promoted team."

Even the commentator felt that the madness of Marseille fans and the madness of this stadium were a bit too much for the downstream team of Se Dang. Before Marseille scored, Se Dang could still play more decently. Now, it is completely messy.

Lyon, Gerland Stadium.

When the game reached the 34th minute, Lyon was still 1:0, the home team Lyon led, and the visiting team Nantes fell behind. News came from Virrodham that Marseille took the lead. The goal was Zhang Yang.

When Hollier heard the news that Zhang Yang scored for Marseille and helped Marseille lead, he frowned. Although he had been mentally prepared for the young man to help Marseille lead the goal, Hollier still regretted and entangled.

"Are you thirty-four?" Hollier suddenly asked his assistant.

The assistant coach of Lyon was stunned by Hollier's question, and then he reacted in surprise. The head coach asked Zhang Yang about the number of goals he scored, and he couldn't help but be surprised. The Marseille team scored, but his head coach still had the leisure to pay attention to the number of goals he scored by the opponent's main shooter.

"What a great guy." Hollier sighed.

The assistant coach of Lyon team was very worried. He understood Hollier's mood. Why can't such a goal-scoring shooter be a player of Lyon team?

At the end of the first half, the scores on both sides did not change. Marseille was still leading 1-0, and Lyon was still temporarily leading Nantes 1-0.

The players of Lyon team all knew about Zhang Yang's goal for Marseille to help Marseille lead Seandang. This news first made the Lyon team players a little frustrated, and then after Hollier's speech, it made the Lyon team players burn a glimmer of hope. Marseille only led Seandang one-to-zero. There is a saying on the football field, "One-to-zero is the most dangerous score in the world". Because this will give the opponent hope to equalize the score. Similarly, this score also gives the Lyon team players hope that the Syon team can create miracles and score a goal in Marseille to equalize the score.

In the locker room at the Villodham Stadium, when he saw Zhang Yang going to the bathroom, Nasri asked everyone quietly, "Who has a marker?"

"I have it," Louis replied.

"Shh." Nasri raised a finger and signaled Louis to light a little, "Let me use it."

Louis handed the marker to Nasri, who watched Nasri write a line of words on the white T-shirt inside his jersey.

Seeing this line of words, Louis was stunned for a moment, silently took the marker that Nasri had come over, and wrote another line on his jersey and T-shirt.

Then his marker was borrowed again by Yashioy...and...

Zhang Yang came out of the bathroom, opened his locker, took out a brand new marker, and wrote something seriously on his jersey and T-shirt.

When the second half started again, Hollier was still focused on both sides. Watching his team's game, his ears were listening to the news coming from the Villoadham Stadium from time to time.

Soon, he heard bad news.

Marseille scored and they expanded the score.

"Zhang Yangjin?" Hollier asked subconsciously.

"No, it's Nasri." The assistant coach of the Lyon team responded with one ear and one hand.

Marseille, Virrodham Stadium.

The Sedang team got a corner kick opportunity. They wanted to seize this corner kick opportunity and break through the goal of Marseille. The two tallest players in the team, their two central defenders rushed to the penalty area of ​​Marseille to grab the header.

However, the quality of the corner kick was average. It was obtained by Marseille goalkeeper Carraso in the air. Carraso threw the ball with great force and launched a quick counterattack.

Mawuba, who received the ball, took advantage of the fact that the team's defenders had not yet returned to defense, and passed the ball to follow the ball on the wing.

Ribery did not stop the ball, but instead padd the ball forward with her chest, and accelerated himself. He used his speed advantage to break through a distance at a high speed and then made a cross.

The football drew an arc in the air. Zhang Yang squeezed away the followers around him and jumped high to a powerful rush!

This time, the goalkeeper made another wonderful save and he tried hard to save the ball.

The football was driven back. When the player rushed to clear the ball, he did not kick far away. He just flew to the top of the arc and Morientes flew the football to the unmanned area in the middle.

No, someone rushed up!

"Samir Nasri!!"

Nasri saw that Se Dang's goalkeeper had just finished his save and got up in a mess. The center of gravity was still unstable, so he didn't hesitate to directly shoot a long shot! Rub the shot from the far end!

The football went straight to the upper left corner of the goal. This time, the goalkeeper performed well in this game and was helpless when the team goalkeeper was helpless. The football hung straight at the dead corner of the upper left corner and knocked the net high.

Then in people's sight, Nasri was running wildly. While running, he took off his jersey and threw it into the air. Then he jumped to the camera, pulled the hem of the white shirt inside with both hands, leaned his head back, and arched his body out, and stood like this, letting the camera focus on his body, not on his head.

There are a few sentences written in French.

"Although I really want to punch you, you always steal my limelight, well, I admit, you are a little better than me."

Both the commentator and the people in front of the TV were stunned. Of course, they saw what was written on Nasri's jersey and T-shirt, but what does this mean?

what happened?

Then, while the question mark on everyone's forehead was still there, more people began to rush to the sidelines. They sat in the same movements, either fast or slow, and threw off their jerseys, revealing the words written on the white T-shirt inside.

"Pull the camera closer, hurry up, hurry up." The director on the scene shouted loudly.

The cameras swept across the chests of these people, and the black fonts on the white T-shirts were in French, Algerian, Czech, and Portuguese... Maybe the handwriting written by these people was really ugly, and there were even typos, but at this time, were these still important?

Ribery: I love you, my brother.

Yashioy: Good luck, buddy.

Louis: Come on, brother.

Mawuba: The championship is our common one.

Morientes: You are the best partner I have ever met.

...

The director on the scene was stunned, and the fans on the scene were also stunned. Everyone was panicked. Even the stupidest person, seeing these words, understood what these words were meant and what was happening!

The cheers of the fans came to an abrupt end, looking at the players on the stadium mountain and the young man.

The camera is also aimed at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's eyes were red, and he didn't know what his teammates did at all. It was because of this that he was so moved. He only felt a warm current in his chest, and he wanted to speak and make a sound, but he seemed to be blocked by something in his throat.

Under the gaze of everyone, the young man looked at his teammates at a loss. Then he slowly took off his jersey and exposed his jersey T-shirt. If it was exposed, he originally planned to show it to the fans after he scored a goal or when he won the championship.

It says: To Marseille, to the one I love the most, I will love you forever.


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