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Li Qiang was riding a tricycle and cursing the damn weather. The first snow in 2005 had not yet fallen, but he could already feel the chill. He wanted to deliver this set of combined furniture to the customer before twelve o'clock noon. If it was too late, his bonus would be gone.

After Zhang Yang went to France, to outsiders, these guys were very excited and suddenly became diligent and worked hard. Several guys who had done nothing before began to find work, and even did the physical work of delivering goods by pedaling a tricycle.

Outsiders didn't know that my brothers and I had more than 10,000 debts outside. This was agreed upon by them at that time. In order to help Zhang Yang raise money, everyone had a task. If they really couldn't make up enough, they would borrow some. Then, I would pay back the debts together.

"Boss Wang, the furniture you ordered has arrived."

"Why are you half an hour late?"

"It's windy and it's cold, so it's been delayed on the road." Li Qiang quickly explained with a smile.

Boss Wang nodded and said nothing, signaling Li Qiang to remove the furniture and transport it into the house and install it.

After two or three hours of busyness, he finally installed the furniture. Li Qiang walked out of the door of the house. Outside the house, the strong wind swept the fallen leaves, and the wind blew on his face like a knife cutting. He raised his collar of his coat, gritted his teeth and kicked the tricycle on the road.

Dingling. The phone rang.

"Li Qiang, what's wrong with you? I was half an hour late for delivery. The man called to complain. Now, I'm fine. There's a lot of time. I'm asking us to compensate him for his time loss. This fucking thing... Haha, I won't scare you anymore, okay, fortunately, I've persuaded me to stop. Remember to invite me to drink."

"Thank you, Brother Liu." Li Qiang expressed his gratitude for thanking him. His bonus almost flew away. However, this customer was also humble enough. He didn't speak just now, and he called to complain after leaving. Oh, I must have been afraid that he would make a complaint in front of me, and that he would not work hard when installing furniture. Is this kind of person? However, Li Qiang really regrets that he didn't do anything just now.

When I returned to the company, I quickly poured a cup of boiled water to warm up my body and took a newspaper from the table next to me.

When his eyes fell on the newspaper, Li Qiang's eyes could not be removed.

This is an old newspaper, and the date shows that it was from four or five days ago. This is the Sports Weekly on Monday.

Looking at the guy waving his fists and roaring on the front page of the newspaper, Li Qiang's eyes suddenly widened, and then he became a little unbelievable.

Is this a banshee?

Your own buddy is open-minded?

No way?

Is it really him?

This kid has joined the first team and played in the game? Why didn't he call and say it? Li Qiang immediately complained a little.

At this moment, Mr. Li from the communication room came over with a mailing bag. "Xiaoqiang, your mailing bag was sent from France. Haha, why haven't you heard that you have relatives abroad?"

"Ah——" Li Qiang was stunned, then his face was filled with a surprise expression.

He took the bag, thanked Mr. Li, and took a sip of water before unpacking the bag.

What's this?

Looking at the foreign codes, Li Qiang was stunned.

Then he saw clearly. Although he couldn't understand what he was talking about in several of the newspapers, there were photos, and he recognized the photos! Isn't this his good buddy Zhang Yang?

He whipped it up and noticed that in several other newspapers without photos, someone drew a circle with heavy red strokes on those foreign words, and the one that was circled was a person's name 'zhang'.

This guy! Li Qiang smiled. He smiled happily, he knew what this is!

There is also a letter.

"Haha, Xiaoqiang, Xiaosi, Bai Guangbo, Mengzi, have you seen it? Have you seen your brother's heroic figure? It's so cool! Haha, brother, I succeeded, I played in the Ligue 1 game. What, don't believe it, don't touch your nose, listen to your brother." Li Qiang, who was about to touch his nose, smiled. When he suspected something, he would subconsciously touch his nose and make a deep thought. He thought it was cool, like Brother Fa.

"…Thirty-five minutes on the court, I scored two goals and assisted one goal, and directed the team's counterattack. How is it, great! Haha, let me tell you, brother, after I came to France, how many clubs rushed to ask for it. In the end, the Marseille team was lucky to get my brother, why did I come to Marseille? They are sincere, head coach Fernandez is so intimate, I'm embarrassed not to stay... Haha! Envy? Jealous? Haha, I remember that my brother said that he would be a star in the future, and you guys laughed at him one by one, now I know, well, with such a star buddy, you guys are very proud. Haha. Okay, let's not say much, tell me a few, I'm very good now, there are everything here, and French girls are also enthusiastic..."

Li Qiang suddenly felt his nose sore, he wiped his eyes, and then burst into laughter. Tears of laughter came out.

"This guy, this guy."

There is also a photo, which is a photo of Zhang Yang standing by the training ground, which he begged a reporter to take photos for him.

Zhang Yang stood on the side of the court, with green turf behind him, red and white houses in the distance, and a church spire could be vaguely seen.

Zhang Yang smiled happily.

On the back of the photo, it says: Take care, my brothers.

Li Qiang began to take out his cell phone and call one by one.

"Xiao Si, why are you here tonight? I treat you! Drink! What do I mean I finally give up? When will I be stingy? Remember, I will definitely come. Zhang Yang sent something back from France. Haha, guess what it is, haha."

"Mengzi, come here tonight..."

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On Saturday night, Marseille outside the home court. The team's performance continued to be sluggish some time ago, which affected the attendance rate of the stadium. In previous games, the average attendance rate of the Villodem Stadium was less than 20,000 people. The stands were empty, and the players had no intention of playing in this environment.

But today is different. The Villodham Stadium under the night has become a blue ocean.

A reporter from a local TV station in Marseille photographed fans coming from all directions outside the stadium and waiting for the entry. They gathered together several long blue snakes. They were crowded with people, constantly waving their arms and singing fan songs. From time to time, fans shouted to the camera: "Marseille! Marseille! Marseille!"

There are more fans, and even the small vendors selling various fan supplies and souvenirs outside the stadium have become prosperous again.

om TV reporters were holding topics in front of the camera, covering their ears with the other hand, trying to make their voices suppress the shouts of the fans behind them: "Did you see it? This is the Villoadham Stadium! After the match between Marseille and Le Mans, we said that the Marseille team may wake up from this game. Now, what do we see? This is Villoadham!! This is Marseille! The Marseille team is alive again."

The reporter pointed to the torrent of the fans and continued loudly, "In the last game, I was catching up with three goals behind, which inspired the enthusiasm of the fans! Marseille fans have never abandoned their own team! They love the team so much! Today, some fans who have temporarily left the stadium have returned, and they are back! Tonight's Virrodham will be the most terrifying place in the entire Ligue 1!"

He had just said this, a shirtless fat man suddenly jumped between him and the camera. Then he pointed at his white fat flesh and let the camera take a shot.

On his belly, a sentence was written in oil paint: "Marseille will win!"

Then, he turned around and pointed his back at the camera lens, which read, "Zhang who created a miracle!"

This fan is the famous Marseille fan leader and director of the Marseille Fan Association, Mr. Giri Fassas. Now he is not only a fan of the Marseille team, but also a fan of the Changyang football team.

Then, Giri Fassus was shirtless and with his fans and friends, he continued to move forward in the night wind of Marseille in late November.

The photographer's lens has been aiming at these fans and the long dragon.

"Wowowwo, this is Villodham! This is Marseille!" A team of fans sang loudly.

Someone quickly responded, "This is the place of victory, this is the place of flowers! This is the Marseille team!"

The reporter also looked excited, and he was obviously a Marseille fan. "The Marseille we are familiar with seems to be back! The Verrodham Stadium, which scares everyone, is waiting for the players of Nantes! We will wait and see what the result of this game will be."

"This is outside the Villodham Stadium, and the live report sent to you by the on-site reporter Scott Jaynes." The reporter shouted loudly. In fact, he didn't know whether his voice could be well transmitted to the backstage studio. Because several fans were shouting next to him, they were shouting, "Nant, be careful of your farts."

Nantes is the opponent of Marseille's Ligue 1 match tonight!

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The door was closed tightly and could not stop the huge singing from the stands outside.

Listening to the singing of fans outside, Zhang Yang could not suppress his excitement. This is the Virrodham Stadium, the Marseille home court, and the craziest stadium in the entire Ligue 1!

This is my home court!

In the last game against Le Mans, Marseille was away, so this game was Zhang Yang's first appearance at the Marseille home court, Virrodham Stadium.

Can you play by yourself?

Will fans give themselves applause?

Can you score a goal by yourself?

Assistant coach Hiltney is releasing the starting lineup for the game, and he started from the goalkeeper.

Goalkeeper: Carraso (23 years old, the French national team's No. 3 national goal. After Butters was banned from the global game, Casorla took the opportunity to take the lead.);

Right back: Beyer (27 years old, Senegal international.);

Right center back: Dehu (32 years old, former Barcelona star, captain of Marseille);

Left center back: Met (24 years old, Ivory Coast international.);

Left back: Taiwo (20 years old, Nigeria U21 youth team international, fifa 2005 World Youth Championship bronze ball winner);

Right forward: Ribery (21 years old, main midfielder of the French U21 youth team);

Mid-back: Sabri Lamochi (33 years old, transferred from Inter Milan in the summer);

Central forward: Oruma (28 years old, Nigerian international, main player of Socho last season);

Left forward: Nasri (18 years old, main midfielder of the French U18 youth team);

Forward: Nian (25 years old, Senegal international, Strasbourg main player last season);

"On the front line, Nian... and..." Finally, the last person was called.

Zhang Yang clenched his fists, he raised his head and stared at the assistant coach's mouth, fearing that he would miss any word. Although he knew that the possibility of starting was very small, he was still looking forward to it. Then he heard Hiltney say, "And... Zhang Yang. This is our eleven starting players!"

yeah!

Zhang Yang's fists were clenched so tightly, and he pounded them down hard!

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ps: It's the end of the month. I forgot to pay the Internet fee. I got home last night and found that the Internet was out of the owed fee. I couldn't even code and I couldn't check the information. The Internet fee I paid today is the main roster of Nantes in the 2005 season. I searched for four or five hours today. Half of the time I used to code the text to find information.
Chapter completed!