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Chapter 63 0!(2/2)

On the other hand, Marseille head coach Fernandez, who was standing on the sidelines, kept telling the players on the court with gestures that they would press up and then press up, and to set off an offensive frenzy at the last moment. The team's offensive is like a tide. If they cannot score another goal at the end of the first half, it will definitely be affected to a certain extent for the high morale. More importantly, just lead with one goal, which will give the Monaco great hope. Monaco is not a weak team. Their strength is objectively stronger than the Marseille team. They are now passive, which has to be said to be an accident. If Monaco recovers from his senses during the halftime break, it will be really hard to say in the second half.

Deschamps yelled loudly on the other side to make the players pay attention to their defense. He told the players to hold on and it was best not to lose points before the end of the first half.

Nasri passed the ball straight, Zhang Yang accelerated to chase the ball, and Skirachi, who was beside him, could not keep up with Zhang Yang's footsteps, so he pushed him directly from behind and pushed him down.

"Skirachi foul! Zhang Weimao won a direct free kick about 25 meters away from the goal. The first half is about to end, and this may be a chance for Marseille."

Skirachi signaled to the referee that he was wronged and that he had not committed a foul. The referee pointed to his eyes, meaning that he could see clearly that you had committed a foul. Skirachi was still chattering endlessly, and the referee Doras was immediately annoyed and came up and gave Skirachi a yellow card.

Now, Skirachi finally shut up. He stared at Zhang Yang with his eyes, and the latter responded without hesitation.

The referee had to come up and separate the two guys and verbally warned him.

Boos sounded in the stands at the Villodham Stadium. Now Zhang Yang is the darling of Marseille fans. Skirachi dared to provoke Zhang Yang, so Marseille fans naturally would not let him go.

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Ribery stood in front of the autumn and was bowing his head to discuss with Oruma how to play the ball.

Oruma retreated, he had no intention of playing this ball. Now everyone's eyes were focused on Ribery. This was a direct free kick. He could choose to shoot directly or pass the ball... But would he choose to pass the ball?

No.

Ribery stepped back and opened the run-up distance.

Ribery looked at Monaco's man wall, then looked at goalkeeper Roma who was waiting for the battle behind the man wall, and then looked at the referee who retreated aside. Finally, he turned his attention to Zhang Yang beside the man wall.

Zhang Yang nodded.

Monaco was given the importance of this free kick and lined up a front wall of six people.

Referee Doras blew the whistle and Ribery shot the football.

The Marseille team's wall immediately jumped on the spot to prevent the football from easily crossing their heads.

The ball flew around a large arc and flew straight towards the goal. Then it fell.

Monaco goalkeeper Roma made a world-class save. He blocked the ball. Ribery shot very strongly. The racket was slightly away from him. Just as he was about to continue to pounce forward and pounce under him, a figure rushed in front of him, which made him unable to save it. He watched the football be directly pulled into the goal! The man almost entered the goal with the ball.

"A wonderful goal - Zhang! It's amazing!!"

Villodham instantly heard thunderous cheers and applause, and Fernandez raised his arms and jumped up from above.

On the other side, Marseille head coach Deschamps waved his hand fiercely, but the disappointed expression on his face flashed.

Although I was a little disappointed, it was indeed expected to concede the ball.

The Marseille players celebrated freely on the court. Roma picked up the football from the net and kicked it to the frontcourt.

The goal of Changyang set off a celebration frenzy in Virrodham, and the fans suppressed almost half of the game and were released. The poor Monaco fans were suppressed without any noise at this moment.

The Marseille waved his arms, stamped his feet, shouting Ribery and Chang Yang's names, avid fans!

At the Villoadham Stadium!

"Marseille! Marseille! Marseille! Marseille!"

"open!"

“zhang!”

“zhang!”

“goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Deschamps turned his head and looked at the avid Marseille fans in the stands behind him.

"After unremitting efforts, Marseille finally scored another goal! 2:0! Zhang is worthy of being the darling of Villoadham!! His performance is exciting! Perfect follow-up shot, Roma did not respond at all!"

Amid the excited commentator and cheers from the fans on the scene, the first half came to the end.

During the intermission, the score was shot by Zhang Yang! It was frozen at 2:0!

The goal of Changyang set off a celebration frenzy in Virrodham, and the fans suppressed almost half of the game and were released. The poor Monaco fans were suppressed without any noise at this moment.

The Marseille waved his arms, stamped his feet, shouting Ribery and Chang Yang's names, avid fans!

At the Villoadham Stadium!

"Marseille! Marseille! Marseille! Marseille!"

"open!"

“zhang!”

“zhang!”

“goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Deschamps turned his head and looked at the avid Marseille fans in the stands behind him.

"After unremitting efforts, Marseille finally scored another goal! 2:0! Zhang is worthy of being the darling of Villoadham!! His performance is exciting! Perfect follow-up shot, Roma did not respond at all!"

Amid the excited commentator and cheers from the fans on the scene, the first half came to the end.
Chapter completed!
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