"zhang——buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Zhang Yang stood there like that, standing in front of the Nantes goal, and then he turned around and faced the booed Marsel Sopan Stadium, erected an index finger and placed it on his lips.

I'm all shut up!

The cold wind in Nantes blew by, and the floodlights of the Marser Sopan Stadium shone the entire stadium like daytime, and all the cameras were aimed at Chang Yang.

And this young man used such an arrogant attitude to be on the territory of the Nantes!

Nantes fans were stimulated by the action of Zhang Yang, and the entire stadium was almost collapsed. Nantes fans booed loudly, while Marseille fans were cheering wildly.

In an instant, boo, cheers, roars, and various other sounds intertwined, reaching its climax at this moment!

In the commentary seat, the Marseille's commentator was the most excited. He held the microphone tightly with one hand and clenched his fists in the air and kept waving it. As he waved his mouth wide, he was like a machine gun with a red barrel, shooting wildly.

"zhang——buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

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The court station also broadcast live in this game, and Huang Jianxiang also burst out with great passion. When Zhang Yang was driving the ball, he began to shout loudly, "Marseille's counterattack-Zhang Yang-Ahhhhhh! He dribbled the ball-over-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yes! Zhang Yang's goal is extremely hopeful to help the team win this away game!! This is his 23rd goal in the Ligue 1 this season!! Ahem! Pauletta did not score in this round! The Portuguese did not score! Zhang Yang is now the first in the scorer list! He is three goals ahead of Pauletta! There are still five rounds in the league, and Zhang Yang is very likely to become the Ligue 1 Golden Boot! This is the highest level of Chinese players! He is working hard for it! Come on Zhang Yang! Come on! Young man! This is your battlefield! Come on!!”

Huang Jianxiang was so excited that he shouted out all the information about this goal and Zhang Yang that he could think of in his mind at this moment, and he coughed violently because of excitement.

It’s no wonder that he is so excited. Zhang Yang’s goal leads Pauletta three goals in the scorer list. According to this hot goal state, Zhang Yang is likely to get the Ligue 1 Golden Boot at the end of the season!

Ligue 1 Golden Boots!

Although the Ligue 1 ranks at the bottom of the five major leagues and its influence is not as good as before, it is at least the five major leagues! How glorious and glorious is a Chinese player to win the Golden Boots of the five major leagues!

This is not something that the half-time Golden Boot in the Belgian League Two is comparable!

The Chinese fans who watched the game in front of the TV also jumped out of their seats when Zhang Yang scored and cheered loudly for the goal.

He raised his arms and shouted: "Good ball!!"

“Twenty-third!”

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The sight returned to the Marser Sopan Stadium.

"Oh oh oh oh, it's so cool." The big black Louis rushed up first, hugged Zhang Yang, and waved his fists in the stands.

The Nantes fans in the stands at the Marsel Sopan Stadium were so angry that they cursed and booed. The more they booed, the happier Zhang Yang was. He laughed and hugged his good brother, so happy!!

In the commentary seat, Nantes' commentator was completely silent, only Marseille commentator was still yelling at the microphone: "...This is the second goal in today's game, and this is also his 23rd goal in the Ligue 1 this season! It's so perfect! It's so perfect! His performance is so outstanding. I don't know how to describe this young man. He surprised all of us. He was the biggest surprise in the entire Ligue 1 season! His appearance was beyond our expectations!"

The teammates rushed up and surrounded Zhang Yang to celebrate the goal.

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Nantes players looked very bad. In their opinion, the Marseille was simply too much. They celebrated the goal freely in the penalty area of ​​Nantes. It was too much. This was simply a slap in the face after scoring the goal.

Tulalang's face looked ugly. Last season's best newcomer in Ligue 1, Nantes' absolute core heart was on fire this season. He is the flagship star of this team, but now he is watching his opponent so rampant. Zhang Yang's slap not only hit the face of Nantes fans, but also hit the face of Nantes players and hit him on Tulalang's face.

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Zhang Yang broke free from his teammates, and he raised his arms and waved his fists into the sky and shouted loudly.

Once upon a time, at the most pessimistic time, he even thought that his life would be like this. When he missed football in the future, he could only enjoy playing football in the amateur court... However, a spirit supports himself. Why should I live such a life? I still have my fucking dreams to chase, I was fucking unsatisfied, and a man stood tall! His own path is at his own feet, a good man, strode forward!

The match against Nantes last season can be said to be one of the games that saved Zhang Yang's career fate.

At this moment, facing this opponent again, the familiar opponent's hatred eyes and the harsh booing made Zhang Yang feel like he was dreaming. He felt that the aura in his chest was about to burst out, and he wanted to celebrate it freely.

My future has just begun, and there are countless golden trophys waiting for me to pick it!

When I retire, what will people call me? Please call me the legendary shooter.

The legendary shooter has to score goals, and many earths!

He raised his arms again and shouted loudly in his mouth. At this time, this young man who was inspiring to become a legendary shooter did not know that his future height was far more than what he expected.

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"Congratulations to Zhang Yang, this goal seems to make the young man very excited." Thierry saw that Zhang Yang was very excited.

"He must have remembered the match with Nantes in the first half of the season. At that time, he was still an unknown person, and even if he performed poorly, he might never be able to continue professional football. That game established his position in the Marseille team. A few months later, he faced this opponent again and came to the Marser Solpan Stadium. He came to conquer this stadium." As a well-known fan of Zhang Yang, Vesto paid great attention to Zhang Yang, paying attention to the journey of this young man, and also knowing Zhang Yang's previous hardships, so he could feel the excitement of this young man at this time.

"Three to one! Nantes is two goals behind, and their head coach Ledezet must make adjustments."

"Marseille scored again and widened the score to 3-1, which is good news. But there is more than half an hour left before the end of the game, and Nantes has a chance to counterattack."

The commentators expressed their opinions one after another.

After all, this is Nantes' home court, and although Nantes' strength is a little worse than that of Marseille, the gap has not reached the point where Nantes despair. Therefore, if Nantes goes out at the last moment and fights to the death, there will be a chance. Anyway, he is already behind two goals, so he will just do his best.

This is the judgment and thoughts of most commentators at this time.

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Fernandez obviously realized this. Nantes may have launched a strong offensive after the game restarts, and he also intends to make adjustments. He must predict the enemy's prophet before the opponent makes changes and take the initiative to make adjustments.

Since Nantes may launch a large-scale attack, Marseille will play a defensive counterattack tactic.

At this time, Zhang Yang's speed made him very suitable for continuing to stay on the field to take on the single arrow to counterattack. At the same time, facing Nantes' attack, Marseille needs to stabilize the midfield.

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When Zhang Yang scored a goal, Fernandez was extremely excited, but at this time he had already come out of the excitement of scoring. As the team's head coach, he must be the first to calm down. He found Yasioi on the bench and asked him to warm up and prepare to play.

Yaxioi was applauding vigorously and cheering for his friend Zhang Yang's goal. His good brother scored, so he was naturally happy. However, if he was also on the court and contributed to this goal, this is what he most longed for.

At this time, when he heard head coach Fernandez calling his name and asking him to warm up, Yashioy immediately understood that he was going to play. He happily agreed and followed his assistant coach Hilteny to warm up. He couldn't wait to play.

Yasioi's speed is pretty good. In addition, the young man's feet are very good and he can hold the ball in the midfield. Moreover, Yasioi and Luis practice with Zhang Yang almost every day. Fernandez is very clear about this. He even believes that although this is the first time the three of them played together, the tacit understanding between the three is no less than that of Zhang Yang and the first team of Marseille.

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ps: The first update. There are still three updates today, and there are two updates later.
Chapter completed!