Updated: 2012-09-07

On the TV screen, after two consecutive days, Zhang Yang faced goalkeeper Cech and shot hard, but the football hit the post by a terrible attack. The men in the bar were in the same position at this time, covering their faces with their hands and leaning back, which was so regretful.

This is an ordinary bar in Marseille. At this moment, this scene takes place in every corner of the city, whether it is a bar, a home, or in front of the big screen in the center of the city. People gather in the bars that can be seen everywhere on the street to drink beer and watch competitions with friends.

The radio of each taxi locks the radio station that broadcasts the competition. Not only the passengers, but the drivers themselves are also paying attention to the competition.

The big screen TVs in the stations, squares, and shopping malls are all playing the game broadcast screens, and there will be many passers-by stops and watches in front of each screen.

Marseille's previous poor performance in today's game disappointed the fans, and the bar was naturally full of complaints. However, this scene disappeared after Zhang Yang came on the court. When Zhang Yang took the field, huge cheers burst out in the bar. Although he was only absent from the court for two weeks, the fans missed him so much!

Sure enough, Zhang Yang quickly announced his return with a goal!

When he scored the goal, the Villodem Stadium seemed to be about to have an earthquake. No, it should be said that the whole city was shouting and jumping.

"The goal post rejected Zhang Yang's goal, it was so regretful, so regretful." The voice of the commentator Vesto was heard through the radio waves. "We must all feel regretful, but, I want to say, guys, cheer up, Zhang Yang will never disappoint us. Look, he seemed to be saying something to Cech. Looking at the expression on the Czech people's face, I guess... he must be saying, next time, I will score in!" he shouted loudly.

"Yes! It must be like this!" The fans yelled with him. The regret and frustration expressions just now disappeared all of a sudden. The young man had such magic, and they were so confident in him.

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Shepchenko dribbled the ball in the frontcourt, and he was knocked to the ground by Mawuba's beautiful tackle, but he did not make a foul. The football reached Taiwo's feet, and he looked up at the front, suddenly raised his foot and kicked the ball forward with a strong force - a large-scale pass.

In the frontcourt, Morientes and Bridge jumped up together to compete for the top. The two of them were entangled, and neither of them could really control the ball.

The ball hit the back of Morientes' head and bounced to the side.

Barack was about to come up to get the ball, but someone stole it first. Then he accelerated and passed by Barack who had not yet reacted. The captain of the German national team looked up and saw only a figure, as well as the name behind the jersey and a big ‘9’!

"Oh oh oh oh, it's Zhang Yang, he got the ball!" Weisto shouted loudly.

The temperature of the entire court suddenly heated up due to the sprint of the ball. Everyone was shouting, shouting, cheering for the young man, and cheering for him.

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"It's such a bad stadium," said a London reporter in the media table at the Villoadham Stadium.

This stadium is so uncomfortable. As long as it is Marseille's attack, everyone will cheer loudly. Once Chelsea gets the ball, the fans will instantly turn the cheers into boos, which is not bad for a second. It is even more accurate than the band.

Especially after Zhang Yang came on the court, the entire court seemed to explode. For an inappropriate example, it was even more excited than the Bulls who took the spring medicine!

Chelsea fell into a passive position in the final stage of the game. In addition to the problems with their own physical fitness, this is also inseparable from the impact of the madness of Marseille fans.

Seeing Zhang Yang getting the ball, Marklele immediately came up.

When Zhang Yang faced his old opponent, he suddenly slowed down and observed the situation around him at the same time, which gave Marklele the illusion that Zhang Yang wanted to pass the ball.

However, the situation suddenly changed.

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Bow, lean forward, a standard sprinting action.

In an instant, Zhang Yang dribbled the ball, pushed the ground, turned sideways, raised his hand, accelerated, and completed the movement in one go, passing by Marclayle like wind.

"Oh, Zhang Yang, he broke through, and Marklele had no choice but to do anything to him! Go forward Zhang Yang! Fuck them to death!" Vesto was so excited that he shouted loudly at the top of his voice. Although this voice cost him the price, after the commentary of the game, he received a fine of 1,000 euros issued by the TV station.

When Marclayle saw Zhang Yang breaking through, he made a quick decision and pushed Zhang Yang directly from behind. Marseille No. 9, whose center of gravity was forward, immediately lost all the center of gravity, fell forward and fell to bite the mud.

"Foof!" This was the angry roar of the entire Villoadham Stadium.

beep!

The referee's whistle sounded, and he ran over and showed a yellow card to the foul Marklele.

"Red card!" Marseille fans were still angry. They shouted loudly, asking the referee to show the red card to Marklele.

The fans' shouts did not affect the referee's decision. While making records on the yellow card, he warned Chelsea's midfielder.

Marklele had a good attitude. While responding to the referee, he looked at Zhang Yang who had just gotten up. The young man's breakthrough just now was really sharp, and he could only passive tactical fouls.

Zhang Yang got up, patted his jersey, and ran towards the penalty area without looking back.

Marseille's free kick, Nasri took the free kick into the penalty area, Zhang Yang jumped up, and under Terry's pressure, it was difficult for him to attack, so he chose to cross the ball to the back point.

Morientes rushed to the back point, but under Barack's interference, he was unable to make a shot. The ball continued to slide past the goal. At the back point - Ribery suddenly appeared there, swung his foot and shot, and the ball hit the side net!

Chelsea fans were once again shocked by the Marseille attack, and the Marseille fans in the stands gave the team warm applause!

This is their Marseille!

This is the team in their hearts!

It would be better to die if you don’t attack!

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Chelsea goalkeeper Cech took the ball.

Lampard pushed the ball to Barack, who took two steps and suddenly took a long shot.

Faced with this sudden long shot, Marseille goalkeeper Carraso was a little embarrassed and reluctantly saved the ball from the baseline.

Even though the ball did not go in, Barack seemed extremely excited. He swung his fist hard and roared to vent his displeasure. After he came on the court, Chelsea had been passive in all directions. Although Barack should not be held accountable, the proud German national team captain was very unhappy.

Barack's long shot also made Marseille sweat. They attacked very well just now, but only then did they remember that their opponent was Chelsea. Some of this team are superstars who can change the game in an instant.

Chelsea's corner kick.

Robben drove the ball into the penalty area.

This time, Barack got the point, and he headed and attacked. Carraso stood very well and shot the ball. Outside the penalty area, Ashley Cole volleyed and shot a long shot. The long shot was outrageous. Amid the laughter of Marseille fans, he flew high to the stands.

Chelsea were excited by Barack's long shot just now, and fell down because of Ashley Cole's outrageously.

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The fourth official raised an electronic signboard for three minutes of injury time on the sidelines.

"The game has reached its final stage, and Marseille is still behind Chelsea 2-3. It should be said that the fate of the two teams has been revealed. Chelsea will eliminate Marseille, and the London team won the ticket to the quarterfinals. However, the game has not become boring and suspenseless because of the announcement of the results! Instead, it has entered a white-hot stage at this time." He Wei said loudly, "Because of Zhang Yang, the game has entered the highest level at this moment. Everyone is looking forward to him, looking forward to him being able to create history at the last moment. We are also looking forward to, eagerly looking forward to him being able to write his history in the UEFA Champions League! The record that has been covered for 44 years can be tied again! Moreover, it is a young man from China who can do this!"

Chelsea's ball rights, Barack attacked hard in the middle, and his dribble was cut off by Mavuba. Marseille took the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Mawuba passed the ball to Nasri, who passed it through a straight pass, and Zhang Yang retreated to the midfield to get the ball.

The person responsible for guarding Zhang Yang in the midfield was naturally Marklele, but Zhang Yang turned around and shook his old opponent beautifully, then accelerated and ran forward!

Lampard came up to try to interfere with Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang's speed was too fast, just like a full-horsepowered car. He knocked away Lampard who was leaning up from the side, then forced a crosscut, avoided Ferreira who came up to intercept, and then continued to dribble the ball.

Both Marklele and Lampard were shocked. They did not expect this young man to burst out with such energy at this time!

"Be careful that he passes the ball!" Terry shouted loudly, afraid that Zhang Yang would pass the ball to Ribery, and on the other side, Ribery was in front of the highway.

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"Stop him!" Chelsea goalkeeper Cech shouted loudly. He is the one who knows the most "know" on the court. He knows that this person will definitely not pass the ball, because he wants to score his own goal!

Zhang Yang really had no intention of passing the ball. He lowered his head and ran wildly! His speed increased to the fastest!

"He is very fast! God, I have never seen a person who can combine football with his body so perfectly!" Vesto said loudly. He knew that Zhang Yang's skills had improved a lot, but he was still far from the top technical stars. However, at this moment, he had an illusion that Zhang Yang had the shadow of Ronaldo in 1998! Ronaldo at that time was called "Alien".

"Don't think about going over!" Bridge stood in front of Zhang Yang, "You're done-" Before he could finish his words, Zhang Yang poked the football gently with his toes, and the football passed through Bridge's gear.

He himself turned sideways and passed by the other side!

The man ball has been divided!

Now, only Terry was standing in front of Zhang Yang. He went up to meet him. When he saw Zhang Yang lifting his feet, he seemed to be shooting! Go up and grab it immediately!

Zhang Yang did not shoot, but exerted force suddenly and suddenly accelerated and rushed past Terry. Terry was even a little dazed. He didn't expect that Zhang Yang could accelerate again in such a small space and pass him.

Now, Chelsea goalkeeper Cech is the only one who blocks Zhang Yang's goal.

Cech had already attacked at this time!

He looked at Zhang Yang rushing over!

Zhang Yang looked at him!

Two people's eyes are facing the eyes!

"No one can stop this ball!"

"Don't think about it!"

Almost at this moment, Zhang Yang did not hesitate at all. He was as calm as an iceberg, and did not make any moves. He swung his right foot and thrust heavily on the ball!

Volley!

Cech fell to the ground, hoping that he could touch the ball, but he found in despair that the football had passed by himself before he fell to the ground.

Still that white light!

The white light passed by, keep moving forward, forward!

Crash the snow-white ball net high!

Cech fell heavily, and he turned his head to look. When the football hit the net, he saw a figure circle around his eyes and started running wildly. Then in his sight, the back was slowly becoming blurred... The whole ear was filled with crazy shouts, roars, noises, and the entire court completely exploded.

The volcano erupted completely.

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