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Chapter 156 National Derby

Seeing that Zhang Yang still completed the shot under the pull of Yepes, and shot the football into the goal, the head coach of Paris Saint-Germain, Lacombe, had an expression of anger and despair on his face.

Kalou's goal had given him hope just now, and now, just five minutes later, that hope was snuffed out.

He could already imagine that after the team lost this game, his already shaky coaching position became even more unstable.Classes may end at any time.

The madness caused by Zhang Yang's goal is still continuing. The Marseille commentator will lose his voice for a few days after this game, and he is still shouting: "3:1! 3:1! We have two goals again Take the lead! Well done lads! Don't let the Parisians get away with it!"

The grievances between Marseille and Paris can be seen.In the words of the French media, if Marseille can kill Paris in this game, Fernandez's coaching position will be more stable, and any player who helps Marseille win this game will be regarded as a hero by Marseille fans.

For example, the Brazilian star Kaka, who is now in full swing in AC Milan, can be quickly accepted by AC Milan fans after coming to the Rossoneri. This Kaka's goal in the Milan derby is directly related.

Of course, Zhang Yang was already the darling of Marseille fans before, and his goal against Paris Saint-Germain now makes him even more popular.

For this game, the Wilrodham Stadium was full of seats. About [-] fans came to watch the game. However, there were more fans who did not get the tickets. At this moment, in the square outside the stadium, among countless wines, The Marseille fans cheered and toasted.

Killing the deadly enemy Paris is the happiest time for Marseille fans every season. In fact, given that the two teams are similar in strength, it is really rare to lead by two goals in the score.

Can they not be excited?

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The progress of the second half of the game left everyone dumbfounded, or it can be said that they were hooked.

After Zhang Yang scored the goal to rewrite the score to 3:1, the goals did not stop here, but one after another.

In the 63rd minute, Paris Saint-Germain defender Rozenal fouled Nasri, and Marseille won a free kick in the frontcourt.

Fabio Celestini took the free kick, and Jan Kohler's height advantage played a role in the man. He made a beautiful flick and scored the goal.

4: 1!

The Marseille team widened the score gap to three goals.

"It's 4:1! The Masai people already hold the victory in their hands."

"The Parisians have never lost so badly in the 'Clasico'. They are three goals behind Marseille. It is a catastrophic defeat."

Just when the commentators sentenced Paris Saint-Germain to death, the Parisians scored.

In the 71st minute, Kalu assisted Pauletta and scored a goal, tying the score to 2:4!The suspense of victory and defeat seems to be ignited again.

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No. 709 minutes.Zhang Yang received a pass from Nasri. When he dribbled the ball at the front of the penalty area to seek an opportunity, he was brought down by Paris Saint-Germain defender Rozenal. Rozenal was stopped when Zhang Yang scored the third goal for Marseille. The sinner who made a mistake, after that, Rozenal, who knew that he had made a big mistake, hated Zhang Yang very much.

Zhang Yang's fall caused a little confusion. Marseille's players surrounded the foul Rozenal and glared at him. Paris Saint-Germain's players were obviously unwilling to let their own people be bullied. entangled together", pushing and shoving.

The huge boos at the Wilrodham Stadium seemed to fuel the conflict.

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The referee awards a free kick to Marseille.

"I'll kick this ball." Annoyed Zhang Yang, who was tackled by Rozenal, said to Nasri, who was going to take a free kick.

"But..." Nasri hesitated, not because he didn't want to, but because Fernandez had explained the team's free throw sequence long ago, which cannot be changed. He and Ribery are the team's two free throw shooters.

"Let me come! Samir!" Zhang Yang emphasized.

Nasri glanced at Zhang Yang, nodded, and handed the football to Zhang Yang.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was standing at the penalty spot, as if he was about to take a free kick, the commentators were quite surprised. I hadn't heard that this kid had excellent free kick skills.Zhang Yang's long-range shots are not bad, and he has scored from long-range shots. However, Zhang Yang's long-range shots are more about winning with strength.

Sure enough, Zhang Yang's free kick was mainly a strong shot.

Although this free-kick shot didn't score, it was extremely powerful and fast, almost hitting the crossbar and crossing the baseline. It still looked quite threatening.The Marseille fans also applauded Zhang Yang again.

"This kid's shooting power is really great." Galliani shrank his neck, the goal that Zhang Yang scored just now was also a burst shot.

Braida nodded. He remembered the introduction about Zhang Yang in L'Equipe. This young man's shots were very powerful, and many of them were explosive shots.

"Some people in France say he shoots like Batistuta." Braida said suddenly.

Galliani glanced at Braida and said nothing.

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Zhang Yang retreated to the midfield to ask for the ball. He received a pass from Fabio Celestini and turned around to take the ball. This time, it was Dorasu who defended him.

Zhang Yang knocked the ball to Ribery, and Ribery knocked it back to him. He pulled the ball horizontally, this time choosing to continue dribbling, and Dorasu immediately followed Zhang Yang.Obviously, in his eyes, publicity is tantamount to threat.

Zhang Yang glanced at the situation at the scene—out of the corner of his eye, he saw a sky-blue player following him. It was Nasri. He wants to pass the ball to this obvious target, especially to make Dorasu, who is following him, believe it.

Dorasu was really fooled. When he saw Zhang Yang's right foot kicking the ball, he thought that Zhang Yang was going to pass the ball to Nasri, and immediately shifted his weight, but he didn't expect that Zhang Yang buckled the football again, and then hit his heel. The football was handed over to Roddy Skazel who came in from the middle.

"Beautiful!" Weisto was full of praise. Zhang Yang is very smart. This is a player who likes to play with his brain on the court.

After Zhang Yang passed the ball to Roddy Skazel, he immediately accelerated and ran towards the penalty area. After Dorasu hesitated for a moment, he still rushed to Roddy Skazel who got the ball.

Roddy Skazel didn't give Dorasu a chance to steal. He swiped the football and put the ball through.

Taiwo was near the baseline, stopped suddenly, kicked the football into the penalty area.

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Seeing Zhang Yang penetrating into the penalty area, Yepes immediately followed.

Taiwo's cross was not looking for Zhang Yang, the ball was passed to Jan Koller.

This also made Paris Saint-Germain's defenders nervous. The Czech tall guy's 202cm height advantage is obvious.

Jan Koller faced the ball and was about to hit the goal with a header. Rozenal, who was defending him, almost hugged Jan Koller's waist, which made it difficult for the Czech high center forward to exert force. Fortunately, his height advantage is still there. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a touch of sky blue. At the same time, he shook his head and the header was diverted.

Everyone was attracted by Jan Kohler's action, and no one doubted that it would be a header.Paris Saint-Germain's goalkeeper Letici has already made a pounce.Then he noticed the ball wasn't going the right way - it wasn't a header, it was - a pass!

"Header ferry!"

Who is this for?

The camera follows the ball and finds the catcher.

He stretched out his right foot, hooked the rapidly spinning football out of the air, and unloaded it.It was Zhang Yang, who immediately caught the ball's line and rushed to the ball's landing point.

"Danger!" Yepes immediately turned pale with fright and rushed towards Zhang Yang.Just now Zhang Yang suddenly started to pounce on the ball, and Yepes was completely slow.

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Yepes was still a step too slow, Zhang Yang used his knees to pad the football lightly, stretched his body, leaned back, facing the football is a very stretched shot!

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.hhhhhhhhhhhhhh.hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhences the golden hook!!!" Visto jumped up in the commentary booth, and Thierry did the same thing with him, as well as countless fans in front of the TV, There were also many fans at the scene, and many of them jumped up with their arms raised high.

The whole body is completely leaned back, soaring into the air, and the straight right foot is like a drawn bow and arrow. The football is the bow and arrow shot, and the football flies straight to the goal!

For Zhang Yang's shot, Paris Saint-Germain goalkeeper Letici did not respond at all, and he didn't even have time to make a symbolic save.

After finishing the shot, Zhang Yang fell heavily to the ground. He rolled around to protect himself from injury. At this moment, what he wanted to know most was whether the goal had been scored. Just now he rushed to the point where the ball landed and wanted to attack with a header. It is completely impossible to get the goal or stop the ball. It is completely subconsciously choosing the most direct shooting action.Whether this goal can be scored, he is really not sure.However, for a shooter, he has done his best.

Zhang Yang didn't know if the ball had been scored, but soon the cheers from the Veerrodham Stadium told him the final result - the ball was scored! !

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"unbut!!!!!!!!!unbut!!!!!!!!!unbut!!!!!!!!!unbut!!!!!!!!!unbut!!!!!! !!!!!!unbut!!!!!!!!!unbuuuuuuuuut!!!!!!!!!——zhang! ! ! "

There was a loud "boom" from the Wilrodham Stadium, like a thunderbolt.

Fernandez raised his arms and clenched his fists.Running on the sidelines to celebrate the goal, the old coach was so excited, he waved his arms vigorously towards the sky, his feet slipped, and he almost fell down.

Hearing the cheers, Zhang Yang knew the goal had been scored. He got up and was so excited that he hit the golden hook upside down. Such a goal is a great pride for any shooter!

He beat his chest hard, venting his excitement, and beside him, the Paris Saint-Germain players were silent, they silently watched this young man celebrating wantonly in his penalty area, Zhang Yang's goal, dealt a great blow to them.

This young man seemed invincible.He always scores goals.

Zhang Yang's goal completely broke the fighting spirit of the Parisians!

They even had an illusion that no matter how hard they tried to catch up, no matter how many goals they scored, this kid would always score and cruelly snuff out their hopes of tying the score.

Zhang Yang scored a hat-trick!

Marseille 5:3 Paris Saint-Germain!

This is also the final score of this 'French national derby'!

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ps: The second update, I have a bit of a cold, there will be two updates today, and the third update will continue tomorrow.

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