"Go to a wonderful goal!"

"God! Incredible goal!!"

"Zhang Yang! Zhang Yang!"

“zhang——onbuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut!!!!”

"Zhang Yang! He scored his third goal in this game." The commentator roared, and then his roar became louder, "30! Thirty! Thirty! Thirty! Thirty! Thirty! Thirty! Thirty! Thirty! He did it! Thirty!"

“30—!!!!”

"Thirty!"

So the commentators were crazy. They immediately realized what this goal meant, a fucking hat trick, this is not a question of whether a hat trick or not, this is the 30th goal this season!

thirty!

The number that had been covered in 16 years finally arrived again!

From let.

Pierre.

From Papan to Zhang Yang, from 1990 to 2006, from Marseille to Marseille, sixteen years of reincarnation!

The floodlight shone on the turf of the Villoadham Stadium, where he shouted with great strength, ecstatic and excited!

He didn't know what he was yelling, and in fact, he didn't need to know what he was yelling! This is an vent of emotions! This is a cry of victory!

The teammates ran over and dragged him to the ground excitedly. Zhang Yang always raised his head, raised it high, and refused to lower himself. That was the unyielding head of the proud boy!

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He didn't know what was wrong with him and why he was so excited. He didn't know that this was his 30th goal this season. At this moment, he had no time to calculate these boring numbers. He was just excited for no reason and wanted to vent. In the dark, it seemed that he knew that the ball should be celebrated freely, yelled, shouted, and vented.

To him, he was just an ordinary Chinese young man. His journey to pursue his football dream was not smooth, and it was even bumpy. The bumpy almost knocked him down and was almost forced to give up. Destiny gave him a chance and gave him the opportunity to pursue his dream. He cherished this opportunity and seized this opportunity. Now, he knew that he was the pride of Marseille and the main scorer of this French Ligue 1 giant!

Even the hero of this city!

He has never been as confident as he is now. He used to be self-deception, and he forced himself to support his tired young man's body. He firmly believed in the arrival of the dawn, persisted and lastly.

At this moment, he shouted in his heart, am I on the road to success? Is that true?

He said to himself, yes, Zhang Yang, you are on this road.

Don't be lazy.

Don't stop.

The road is right under your feet, continue, openly!

Follow your dreams and pursue those great glory. Only when you become part of this great legend can you be lazy.

He has never been as energetic as he is now.

Never believed that I could succeed as much as I do now.

Just young and vigorous. It is the time to be young and frivolous.

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When everyone celebrating the goal dispersed, Zhang Yang still raised his head. He looked at his teammates and looked at the station. There was already a boiling volcano. Zhang Yang ran to the sidelines with a few big strides.

Then, he stood there.

Facing the crowd of cheers, he raised his right hand, made a shooting move, blew his fingers, and inserted the gun into the bag.

This is the celebration action he dreamed of for a long time. When he was in China, he dreamed that he could make this action one day after scoring a goal. At that time, he thought about being able to make this action in the Super League, just be fine. He never thought that he could fulfill his little dream and a little secret in the Ligue 1.

Before this, even when he kept scoring goals, he did not dare to make this move. This came from the little inferiority deep in the heart of this young man. Every day when he woke up, he felt that he seemed to be in a dream. Everything was so fantasy. He worked hard to train to grasp all this.

At this moment, he finally accepted everything now from the bottom of his heart. This is not a dream. This is the result of his own efforts. It is real, it can be seen, heard, and felt.

If you don't believe it, listen.

The crazy, wild cheers in the stadium stands.

The fans of Marseille are the most fanatical fans in France. This soil is recognized as the sexiest and crazy soil. In a sense, this city is the worst city in France, and it is also related to the manic questions in the city. The celebration action of Zhangyang completely made the fans of Marseille crazy. No one would think that the young man's movement was inappropriate, but instead think that it was too suitable, great and cool.

They love to show off their silence.

Meanwhile, the broadcasting sounds at the scene of the Villoadham Stadium rang, and the broadcaster shouted loudly in an excited voice:

The score on the field was five to zero.

Marseille—

Everyone shouted together—5!

Strasbourg—

Another crazy shouting - 0!

The goal scorer, No. 27—

——zhang!

——zhang!

——zhang!

Everyone raised their arms and cheered the last name three times in unison.

The broadcast continued, and the broadcaster almost roared, broadcasting with the biggest voice, "This is Zhang Yang's 30th goal in the Ligue 1 this season!" He paused for a moment, and in the stands of the entire stadium, all the Marseille fans shouted out the number - 30!

"The last time I scored thirty goals in the Ligue 1 was—"

This time, fourteen years later, at the Villodham Stadium, more than 60,000 fans shouted that great name together-

"Jean-Pierre-"

“—Papan!”

“—Papan!”

“—Papan!”

"Now, let's cheer for our new hero, who just scored thirty goals in the season-"

“——zhang!”

“——zhang!”

“——zhang!”

"Our king..."

Among the crazy Marseille fans, Giri.

Fassus's voice was moved and he couldn't even express his feelings in his heart in words. He felt that the suffering of Marseille's despair for more than ten years was about to end because God brought publicity to Marseille. He believed that all this was God's gift.

In this crazy and explosive crowd, Jiri.

Fassus made a cross piously on his chest.

Then, he looked up and looked at the young man who was replaced by Paggis and walking towards the sidelines, continuing to raise his arms and shout with his fans and siblings—

“——zhang!”

Whether it is fate or reincarnation, Zhang Yang created the greatest history since he came to France. From this day on, in the field of football, no one is more qualified to represent the team of Marseille, or even the city of Marseille, than him.

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ps: The second update + the third update. This is a two-in-one chapter. After writing it in one breath, I think it is better to post it all at once.

The fifth update is still two short.
Chapter completed!