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Chapter 183 Great Record

Paris Saint-Germain ranked second in the scorer list. Portuguese veteran Pauletta, who was chasing Zhang Yang, learned that Zhang Yang had once again scored a hat-trick and reached the 30th goal of the season, was already the end of the game between Paris Saint-Germain and Rennes.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the veteran Dorasu who told him the news: "Are you saying he had another hat trick?" His voice suddenly became louder because he reacted, the number in Dorasu's words, "Thirty goals? What, you said he scored thirty goals?"

Dorasu smiled bitterly and nodded. He could understand Pauletta's surprise. In fact, when he learned the news just now, he was also shocked. He scored thirty goals in a single season league. What's the concept of this? What's more, Dorasu knew that Zhang Yang was banned for five games, and he didn't play in the early stages of the season. In fact, Zhang Yang has only played less than thirty games so far this season.

The average goal efficiency is more than one goal per game... Dorasus doesn't know what to say. He has played for AC Milan. I'm afraid even Milan's leading scorer Shepchenko can't score more goals than this kid. Although the defensive ability of the Ligue 1 teams is worse than that of the Ligue 1. However, the number of thirty goals is indeed terrifying.

Pauletta looked at Dorasu, and he knew that Dorasu was not a joke, and no one would joke like this at this time.

Pauletta sat on the chair weakly, holding the mineral water bottle in his hand. Because he exerted too much force, the bottle made a creaking moan. The bottle did not screw on the bottle cap and the water overflowed.

Dorasu didn't say much, he handed Pauletta a dry towel, patted his teammates on the shoulder, shook his head and walked away.

What can he say? If he had to say something, Dorasu felt that Pauletta was too unlucky. Pauletta scored a goal today, helping Paris Saint-Germain draw Rennes 1-1 away, and also increased his goals to twenty-four goals.

This number of goals, in recent Ligue 1, is definitely the best scorer. Not to mention, there are two games left in the season and it is possible to score goals.

However, in this way, Pauletta still failed to maintain the honor of the top scorer. He is now seven goals behind Zhang Yang. With two rounds left in the league, it is impossible to catch up with Zhang Yang. What's more, judging by Zhang Yang's current goal status, Zhang Yang may continue to score in these two games.

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Pauletta sat there with a towel covering her head and said nothing, which made the other players who walked into the locker room lower their voices when they saw this view, and everyone could understand Pauletta's mood.

Pauletta sighed deeply. In fact, he scored twenty-four goals in the league this season with two rounds left in the league. In fact, this is the season with the most goals since Pauletta came to Ligue 1, which is more than any previous season. The number of goals should have won the championship steadily, but he did not expect that he could only finish second.

Depressed? It's indeed depressed.

Frustrated? However, he was not particularly frustrated. Pauletta also found it a little strange. He thought he would be frustrated and angry when he was sure he would miss the Golden Boot. However, when the ending was almost certain, he found that he was not as frustrated and angry as he thought.

Pauletta knew his goal ability, twenty-four goals, this number was excellent for him, and he did not lose his mind. Pauletta knew that he could score twenty-four goals this season, which was inseparable from his breath and unwilling to lose to that young man. This made him always have a good condition, so he was able to score twenty-four goals.

To put it brutal, in a sense, Pauletta still has to thank Zhang Yang. This young man inspired his fighting spirit and made himself burst into a better state. This is good news for Pauletta himself and the Portuguese team that is about to compete in the German World Cup.

I am really old and I am surpassed by the young man. And Pauletta knows that he has played almost the whole season, and Zhang Yang is suspended and what about it, and he played many fewer games than him. This shows that Zhang Yang's goal efficiency is far more terrifying than the number of goals.

It’s not that he scored few goals, it’s just that the kid is so evil. Pauletta sighed. He grabbed the towel on his head, stood up, and walked towards the shower room.

Take a shower, relax your muscles, play the last two rounds of the league, try not to get hurt, and prepare for the upcoming World Cup, this is his biggest task now.

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When the referee blew the final whistle, the Marseille players on the court raised their arms to celebrate their victory. The Marseille players on the sidelines also began to cheer and celebrate. There was even more cheering in the stands. In fact, at the last moment of the game, there was a sea of ​​cheers there, and the cheers and applause never stopped.

Zhang Yang was even more excited and rushed out of the bench, and he whistled to the sky. Just now, he had already slowed down from his excitement. He knew what he had done and what kind of feat he had accomplished.

If Zhang Yang had just joined Marseille, someone told him that he would become the main striker of Marseille, the number one scorer of Marseille, and score 30 goals in the league this season. The first one he would not say anything at the front would become his target, but the next two, especially the thirty goals, were never expected to be his dream.

However, in just one game after another, one goal after another, I actually created such a great achievement.

That’s right, it’s great. Zhang Yang is willing to use this word proudly to describe his transcript!

He came to the stands at the Villodham Stadium, stretched out three fingers with his right hand towards the stands, and smiled happily. He can celebrate without restraint now.

The already fanatical emotions of the fans were ignited again.

"——zhang!" The voices of his last name sounded again in the stands.

Zhang Yang kept making moves to inspire the atmosphere in the stands. He liked to hear the cheers. The feeling of tens of thousands of people calling your name was simply indescribable. The whole person's internal organs are mostly so refreshing, which is a feeling of pleasure from the depths of his soul.

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"Congratulations to Zhang Yang, now we can almost announce in advance that this young man who is about to turn 20 is the best scorer of the season!" The commentator shouted loudly. Although there are two rounds of the Ligue 1 this season, Pauletta, who is ranked second, has seven goals. Now, he has 'gived' the glory of the best scorer to Zhang Yang in advance, and no one can blame him.

"Congratulations to this young man, we still remember the situation when he came to France and Marseille. At that time, this young man from a semi-professional player was greatly questioned. Before he could prove himself, he was labeled as "no". But what did he do? He proved himself with goals one by one! No one would question him randomly, and look at what a great thing he did now-" French National 1 commentator Visto took a deep breath and answered

He shouted loudly, "Zhang Yang, he has done something that no one can do in 16 years! After Jean Pierre Papan, he once again scored his goals in a season of the league to thirty! And don't forget that the season is not over yet! He may also score goals and may expand his goals. Moreover, this possibility is almost certain!" As a commentator of Zhang Yang's fans, Vesto, who has a high evaluation of Zhang Yang, and he also has great appreciation and trust in him.

"Congratulations to Zhang Yang, he made history and became the top scorer of the Ligue 1 season."

"After sixteen years, another player who scored 30 goals in a single season in the league has appeared. He will also become the Golden Boot of the Ligue 1 this season."

The commentators congratulated Zhang Yang and gave him the best scorer in advance. Although there are two rounds in the league, with thirty goals, the second place is as many as seven goals, and this Golden Boot is not sure!

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Zhang Yang is very happy, especially cool. It is unprecedented.

In his first season of his career, he scored 30 goals, tying the season goal record that had been covered by 16 years, and being as famous as the legendary superstar Papan. Such glory is even more dreamy and crazy for a young man who didn't know where his future was a year ago and could not play the ball.

The camera has been following Zhang Yang, and he follows wherever he goes. There is no doubt that this young man is the focus of this game, and even in the next week, or even longer, he will be the focus of the entire Ligue 1.

In fact, as soon as the game ended, the reporters on the sidelines rushed in with microphones, cameras, and headphones on their heads. The goal was very clear - Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was still thanking the Marseille fans, but was surrounded by many reporters.

The teammates who were originally going to come up to congratulate Zhang Yang on his 30th goal in the league, but when they saw this attitude, they all smiled in understanding, waved their hands with Zhang Yang, and walked away first.

Now, Zhang Yang belongs to those people and fans. Seeing the long spears and short cannons surrounding Zhang Yang, everyone is more or less envious, but no one will be jealous. They know how hard Zhang Yang works in daily training and games. Every goal Zhang Yang scored was earned by his sweat on the training ground. As the team's number one scorer, the best player in the game who just tied the legendary superstar Papan's record of 30 goals in a single season, Zhang Yang was well deserved to be treated by the "superstar level" that was crazyly pursued by the media.

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"Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang, congratulations on scoring the 30th league goal this season!"

"Zhang Yang, congratulations."

"Zhang Yang, congratulations on your hat trick again."

The reporters handed over the microphone. Zhang Yang had to face so many media alone, and everyone wanted to "take the initiative first". Now, no one hoped to interview Zhang Yang. As long as they could hand the microphone in front of Zhang Yang's mouth, they would be satisfied. Because there were too many reporters, at least fifty people surrounded Zhang Yang tightly.

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Chapter completed!
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