Chapter 21 The First Show 4

Zhong Dajun in the stands saw Zhang Yang replace the No. 9 player on the court and ran into the court. He suddenly stood up and went on the field! That boy is on the stage, and his compatriots are on the stage!

He clenched his fist and pounded it down hard, "Oh!" Then he raised his head and looked at the court with an excited face.

"You must have a good performance."

Not only Zhong Dajun, but also Marseille fans in the stands also noticed the appearance of the substitute. There was nothing they could do. The black hair and yellow skin and the typical oriental face were too eye-catching.

"Look, it's replaced. It's an Asian player."

"Why don't we know when there is such a young man in the team?"

"What position does this boy play? Who knows?"

Marseille fans are talking about it. When the team is behind in scoring and needs to score, they definitely need to strengthen their attack. The team's head coach has replaced this player. This boy should be a striker, right? However, it's really not good.

While the fans of Marseille were talking about it, Simonis, the head coach of the Paris Saint-Germain youth team, was also observing the substitution of the other side.

"What the hell." Simonis looked at the coach's seat of the Marseille team not far away. Pierre's substitution made Simonis a little confused. Simonis knew nothing about this young man with an Asian face. Which country is he from? What position are you playing? How is your strength? What are the characteristics?

I don't know anything.

"Do you have any information about that boy?" Simones turned his head and asked his assistant coach, but when he saw the expression on the other party's face, he knew that his assistant coach would not know much more about the Marseille player with an Asian face than himself. Marseilles, the new No. 27 player, is a big question mark for them.

Because he knew nothing about Zhang Yang, Simonis chose to adapt to the changes. He did not make any adjustments to his team's tactics. Without knowing what card the Marseilles were playing this time, Simonis did not make any adjustments.

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Zhang Yang ran to the team captain Orhambe, covered his mouth and told the other party about the coach's tactical arrangement. Orumbe nodded, and then he looked at Zhang Yang, "Are you nervous?"

"Well, a little." Zhang Yang answered honestly.

Orumbe just wanted to encourage and comfort Zhang Yang, but he heard the person in front of him ask, "Is this game live?"

"That's right." Olebel affirmed that the OM TV station of the Marseille club has always broadcast the youth league as much as possible.

"That's great." Zhang Yang said excitedly.

Looking at Zhang Yang's excited expression, Orumbe snorted and swallowed the words back in his throat. He found that he didn't seem to need to say anything more. This guy may be nervous, but he should be more excited.

I'm afraid don't get too excited. Orumbe looked at the publicity with an excited smile on his face, and he thought so in his heart. Obviously, he doesn't trust this new teammate very much. On the football field, it is very simple to win trust and speak with strength.

Bamba and Kobe Di, the central defenders of the Paris Saint-Germain Youth Team, are also observing the other side, the boy who has just come on the field. Although the head coach has not made any tactical adjustments, the two still have to observe the opponent because of the defensive consciousness of the central defender.

"This boy is not tall. He should not be a good header." Bamba said.

"Worried about what to do, there are no good players in Asia." Kobe did not agree with the carefulness of his partner. This boy will be handed over to me later." He said proudly that as the main central defender of the Paris Saint-Germain youth team and who had had the opportunity to play in the first team, Kobe Bryant was quite confident in his strength.

When Bamba saw that his partner said so, he stopped saying anything. He just said it casually. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't think that this oriental player would pose a threat to himself.

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Yahioi saw Zhang Yang on the field and waved to him. Yashioi also waved his hand in response. Seeing Zhang Yang's excited face, Yahioi smiled. For some reason, he was also a little happy. He found that he began to like this feeling, and the feeling of having friends was not bad.

After Zhang Yang came on the field, the tactics of the Marseille team immediately changed, especially Yahioi, who also had a relatively understanding of the characteristics of Zhang Yang in these days and Zhang Yang's additional training.

Now, the Marseille team is going to use Zhang Yang's speed to fight back! It seems a little strange to say that Marseille is the backward side at this moment. If it is to fight back, it should also be Paris Saint-Germain. However, it is precisely because Paris Saint-Germain knows nothing about the characteristics of publicity that Marseille has the possibility to use the speed of publicity to fight back. This is also the tactical change that Pierre just played on the sidelines.

The game continues.

An attack by Paris Saint-Germain was resolved by Marseille goalkeeper Gavinnong, and Marseille's subsequent attack.

Orumbe knocked the ball to Delfin, who took two steps forward and had to pass it back to Yahioi in the face of his opponent's forced grab. Then he ran forward by himself, but he didn't expect Yahioi to make a long pass.

Almost at the moment when Yahioi came out, Zhang Yang rushed forward like a leopard.

Kobe Bryant, the central defender of the Paris Saint-Germain youth team, quickly followed Zhang Yang. His first feeling was that the boy was so fast. It seemed that he might really have to fight against it. However, the next second, Kobe smiled. He saw Zhang Yang sticking out his foot to stop the ball, but the ball stopped nearly two meters away. Rush up faster than the first one and directly destroy the ball.

Ha ha, it turns out that this boy has this strength. Now Kobe is relieved.

Bamba, another central defender of Paris Saint-Germain, also laughed, and he was relieved that the boy seemed to be very fast, but he was a rough guy. Haha, football is not the place for track and field athletes to come.

Zhang Yang was a little annoyed. He actually stopped the ball just now. What a good opportunity to fight back. Now he is more and more eager to improve his technical ability. In China, it's okay to stop the ball for two meters. Even some international players are such a rough guy. However, in the French league, even in the youth league This level is really not enough!

Then he saw the serious disdainful expression of the defender of Paris Saint-Germain, who defended himself, which made publicity extremely angry. He stared at Kobe fiercely for the first time, and the latter smiled even happier. Kobe smiled at his partner, which meant that did you see that this boy dared to stare at me? Haha, it's so funny.

Zhang Yang clenched his fist! He didn't want to do it! He is not stupid. Of course, he knows the consequences of doing it on the court, and he disdains it under such circumstances! He wants to defeat the guy in front of him! Then the new and old accounts will be calculated together!

Simonis, the head coach of Paris Saint-Germain on the sidelines, also put his heart in his stomach at this time. The No. 27 player replaced by the Marseille team is completely unconcerned. Is it true that Marseille gave up the game and replaced the newcomer to exercise with a 1:2 score? Simonis looked at the coach's seat of Marseille, but he didn't see much information from Pierre's face.

"This boy's strength is too bad." Hiltney, the assistant coach of the first team of Marseille, sneered at Zhang Yang's performance just now. He turned his head and said to head coach Fernandez.

Fernandez smiled bitterly, and the technical level of publicity was really not flattering. This is the boy's biggest shortcoming.

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"It was the first touch of the No. 27 player that the Marseilles just replaced... His performance..." Marco, the commentator of Marseille Club OM TV, was speechless. Who can tell me who this No. 27 is? Which country is he from and what position is he playing? Damn it.

Judging from the young man's performance just now, it really can't give people too much confidence. For us, this young man is simply an alien. Who can tell me about this young man? I'll invite him to be a guest next time. Blanco smiled bitterly and scratched his head.

There was a burst of laughter in front of the TV. However, it was not the Marseille fans who laughed. For the Marseille fans, Zhang Yang's performance just now humiliated them.

"How did Pierre get it? Where did he get this fool!"

"Yes, the ball can stop so far. Is this guy really playing football?"

"Although I have always respected Mr. Pierre, I'm not going to support him this time (this substitution)."

"Who is this boy? Is it Pierre's brother-in-law?"

At this time, Blanco, who was sitting in the commentary room, finally took a piece of paper from the staff's hand, on which it was written about publicity.

"Oh, thank God, we finally know where this foreign guest comes from. This young man is 19 years old, from... China. Well, if the information I have is correct, this young man from China, his name is Yang...YANG... ZHANG, God, who will come? Tell me how to read the name of this Chinese boy. Let's call him boy No. 27. The boy No. 27 is from China. The position is... striker? Well, that's right. Mr. Pierre replaced Vadry and our No. 27 young man. This is a replacement in order to continue to strengthen the attack. However, Mr. Pierre is really sure that this No. 27 is really more useful than Vadry... At least, the Czech's stop technique is definitely stronger than his replacement. More." Blanco obviously didn't understand the substitution of the Marseille team. The mouth of the gold medal commentator was like a poisonous snake, which did not save any face for Pierre and Zhang Yang. Of course, Blanco couldn't even read Zhang Yang's name at this time.

If Zhang Yang's performance has been very bad today, I'm afraid that the OM TV commentator will not remember this name in his life.

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At this time, on the court, the Marseilles had just escaped, and Paris Saint-Germain midfielder Laguede made a long-range shot on the crossbar. Blanco, the commentator of OM TV, was shocked and the Marseille fans in the stands and in front of the TV in a cold sweat.

Pierre, who looked grim on the sidelines, staped up and there on the sidelines. He held his chin in his hands and stared at the court. It can be imagined that if the Marseilles lost 1:2 in this game, or even conceded the goal again, his Pierre's substitution may become a laughing stock of the youth league.

Pierre looked at Zhang Yang, who was running in the front court. Boy, take out your hard work! Compared with the damage to personal honor, Pierre is more worried about whether the boy can withstand such a blow if he performs extremely badly in this game.

The Marseille midfielder knocked the ball to another striker Dawu, who pulled the ball around and was about to carry the ball forward, which was put down by a man.

The referee Camus's whistle was in his mouth, but he did not stop the game. When he saw that the ball was about to leave the sideline, the No. 27 player of the Marseille almost desperately grabbed the ball in front of everyone and shoveled the ball to his teammates around him.

"This idiot! Why don't you save this ball and win a free kick? Hiltney, the assistant coach of Marseille's first team, continued to show off his blackness. He was not optimistic about this Chinese boy.

"Do you think a free kick 45 meters away from the goal is useful or a counterattack on the spot?" Fernandez squined at his assistant, then turned his head and continued to watch the game.

Zhang Yang fell desperately and shoveled the ball to Delfin, and he quickly got up and ran to the front court.

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Delfin turned around with a beautiful pull and got rid of the grab of Paris Saint-Germain players. Then he pushed the ball to the middle, and the captain of the team, Orembe, came up to catch the ball.

Zhang Yang raised his hand in the front court for the ball.

Orumbe hesitated for a moment, but still gave the ball to Yahioi, who moved to the sideline. Obviously, Zhang Yang's terrible stop error just now made his teammates distrust him.

While Yashioi stopped the ball beautifully, he also let Paris Saint-Germain's fierce midfielder Haddad's tackle, and then he did not hesitate to push forward with the ball. At the same time, he frequently raised his head and was observing the running position.

Other people in the team don't trust Zhang Yang and don't pass the ball to Zhang Yang. However, Yahioi chose to believe in his friends, which is not even about his recognition of Zhang Yang's strength, just because they are friends! This is Zhang Yang's first game. Zhang Yang needs help. Of course he needs help! Previously, on the training ground, when his friend was lonely and helpless, he chose to retreat, which was regarded as a great shame by Yahioi. At this moment, he would never hesitate again!

Besides, the head coach Pierre's tactics are also relatively clear. If you want to use the flamboyant speed to fight back, Yahioi is more confident to do it!

When Zhang Yang saw Yahioi carrying the ball, he began to get excited. He knew that Yahioi would pass the ball to him! He believes in his friends! My own brother.

Zhang Yang didn't stop at his feet. He kept interspersing and running.

He found that he had a very good opportunity. The two central defenders of Paris Saint-Germain, Bamba and Kobe did not seem to care much about his running position. Only Kobe was defending him, and this freckled boy was also a little careless about his defense.

Zhang Yang knew that he was ignored!

This made him angry!

More excitement!

Parisian, you will soon pay the price for your arrogance!

His blood all over his body was about to reach the boiling point, but he told himself that he must calm down.

He looked at Kobe Bryant for the first time, and the other party still had a disdainful expression. Zhang Yang lowered his head and ran to the left. He was almost on the side, which made him look not a center, but a full-back.

"Haha, that boy is afraid of himself." Kobe's first face was proud, and he raised his chin proudly at his partner Bamba. But I saw my partner's face suddenly changed!

Parallel!

Zhang Yang has been observing the position of Yahioi's dribbling and the position of the defense of Paris Saint-Germain. He saw himself and the most backward defender of Paris Saint-Germain, that is, the proud Kobe Bryant's parallel, suddenly exerted force under his feet, rushing forward like a leopard!

Almost half a second after Zhang Yang rushed forward, Yahioi, who had been carrying the ball, raised his right foot and kicked the ball!

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"Yasioi is still driving the ball, he is still driving the ball, and no one in Paris Saint-Germain went up to stop him... Someone went up... Passed the ball! This is--" Blanco suddenly shouted, "Look, who is that?! The 27th?! He's running, isn't he offside? Isn't it offside?! Not offside! Not offside! Not offside! Beautiful anti-alside cooperation! Beautiful--"

Kobe was raising his hand, and other Paris Saint-Germain players were raising their hands. They motioned to offside.

There was only another central defender Bamba in the Paris Saint-Germain team who scolded the French national scolding. As he rushed to the ball desperately, he stared at his central defender partner Kobe, and shouted loudly, "Bastard, come back to defense!"

If possible, Bamba wanted to strangle his partner Kobe Di. This guy said that this No. 27 was given to him, and he was relieved to give him the No. 27! Bamba's attention just now was on Dawu, another striker of the Marseille team.

Neither the referee Kams nor the assistant referee raised the flag. No offside! This is a good ball!

Bamba rushed to the ball from the side. His speed was not slow. He had already seen the ball not far away. There was a burst of ecstasy in his heart. He directly swung his thigh and wanted to clear the ball! This is the safest way!

The expected feeling of kicking the ball with his right foot did not appear. He saw a figure appear in front of his eyes!

It's the number 27!

In Bamba's eyes, this guy was like a desperate leopard, rushing up desperately. Bamba obviously felt that his right foot kicked on this guy, and he even saw this guy frown! Bamba knew that it must hurt a lot. He was very confident in his foot strength, but the guy actually snorted like this, nodded in front of his forehead, pushed the ball forward, continued to accelerate, and passed!

The whole audience is quiet to the extreme!

The Marseille fans in the stands were also quiet. This counterattack was too sudden. Zhang Yang's speed and hard work shocked everyone!

"He is simply racing with the wind!" A Marseille fan exclaimed.

"Haha, I want to be tall. It's trendy, great kid!" The famous Marseille hardcore fan Farsas held the horizontal board with the name on it again in his hand, twisted his fat buttocks, and shouted crazily.

Zhang Yang is like an eagle that is about to spread its wings and soar!

He opened his arms and snorted. He flew by Bamba's side and caught up with the ball in two big steps. The ball was falling. He felt that his whole chest seemed to explode.

The left foot supported the ground, and the right foot hit the ball fiercely!

Mars collided with the earth, and the ball flew away from Zhang Yang's right foot like a cannonball!

It's like a flash of lightning, a white light flashed, everything stopped, and time seemed to stop at this moment. Everyone's mouths were open and their eyes were blinking...

Then they saw the young man standing there, standing not far from the goal, beating his chest crazily! Make a beast-like roar!

He is venting!

Vent your emotions!

With a bang, the whole Egur Park Stadium exploded. Countless people opened their arms, and their mouths were wide open, making a loud noise: whether it was this goal, or the crazy celebration of the goal scorer, it made them excited at this moment!

In the stands, Hiltney, the assistant coach of Marseille's first team, opened his mouth so wide that he could almost stuff a duck egg...

"How is that possible?" He asked loudly in his heart.

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