Chapter 8 Maasai's Nail Household 3

Yashioi's suggestion is very simple.

Let Zhang Yang participate in the team's intra-team match and give Zhang Yang a chance. If not, he will leave.

In order to show 'fairness', Yahioi said that he would pass the ball to Zhang Yang in the match.

"I will pass the ball to that boy. As for whether he can catch the ball or score a goal, I have nothing to do." Yashioyi said with a proud face. He is very confident in his footwork.

Pierre thought about it, and this is also a way. In this way, I hope this boy can surprise himself. Basically, Pierre still hopes that Zhang Yang can brighten his eyes. For him, discovering and discovering talented players is the greatest achievement and satisfaction.

"Young man, I decided to give you another chance! Let you prove that you have the strength to stay." Pierre looked at Zhang Yang and asked with a smile, "Don't be nervous. Just play normally."

Zhang Yang smiled. He felt a fire burning in his chest. He knew that this was his last chance!

"Sir, if I can score a goal! Can I stay?!" He asked.

Pierre looked at Zhang Yang in surprise. He shook his head. He really didn't know where the boy's confidence came from. He is not optimistic about Zhang Yang. However, out of the persistent appreciation of this young man, he was given a chance!

Seeing Pierre shaking his head, he was anxious and thought that the other party disagreed, and then his shoulder sank. Pierre patted him on the shoulder, "As long as you can score a goal!" You can stay! I'm the head coach here! I have the final say!"

"Good!" Zhang Yang grinned, "You will be proud of today's decision, sir."

Pierre laughed when he heard Zhang Yang's words. Anyway, he appreciated the young man's vitality and persistence! This seems to be different from the humility and shy of Chinese people in his impression.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath. He knew that this should be his last chance!

"Thank you." Zhang Yang found Yahioi. He already knew that Yahioi would pass the ball to himself for a while.

"Don't thank me." Yahioi looked at Zhang Yang disdainfully, "I want you to give up early. It disgusts me that you stand on the sidelines."

The smile on Zhang Yang's face is gone. He is not the kind of person with a hot face and cold buttocks. Since the other party has this attitude, he doesn't have a good face!

"I don't like you either! Although you will become my teammate in the future. Zhang Yang sneered.

So drag?! Haha, wait! Yahioi was very angry, "Kid, I'm angry. You made Yahioi angry! You wait! But don't worry, I'll pass the ball to you well!"

He walked to the front court with a blank face.

Yesterday, the big Louis leaned over and grinned at Zhang Yang, "Kid, remember, they all call me little Turam."

Louis was a black man, and his teeth turned white. With this guy opening his mouth, Zhang Yang immediately smelled the odor of his mouth.

"Hello, little Thuram. My friends call me Little Ronaldo.

'Little Turam''s face stiffened. When Zhang Yang heard him scolding the French state, he resisted and did not do it.

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This is a specially arranged 15-minute match.

According to the arrangement, Zhang Yang appeared on the main side. Yashioi is responsible for passing the ball to him. Moreover, at this time, the players on the substitute side also understand the meaning of this match, which is to test Zhang Yang's strength. In other words, they will defend, even as long as they defend against Zhang Yang.

This makes the players on the substitute side feel boring. In their opinion, this is simply a cow knife. However, I still cheered up. The head coach is watching on the sidelines. If you make a fool of this very bad guy, just wait to be scolded. In particular, Fernandez, the head coach of the first team, is also on the sidelines.

Zhang Yang saw the No. 8 player Thomas. Druda took the ball from his opponent's feet and passed the ball to Jahioi.

He began to constantly intersect in the front court, looking for opportunities. He knew that Yahioi's next step was to pass the ball, but it was not clear what kind of pass it was, whether it was a high ball or a ground ball, or something else.

Yashioi did not pass the ball immediately. He passed the player who came up to defend before passing the ball out.

This is a half-height ball that accurately flew to the penalty area.

Zhang Yang began to start almost at the moment Yashioi passed the ball, which made Louis, who was defending him, follow quickly. Through yesterday's trial training, he saw that the boy started very fast!

The ball fell down! Fall down.

Zhang Yang's eyes widened. He was ready. Considering the interference of Louis behind him, he planned to volley in the air.

He stretched out his right leg and was about to come into contact with the falling ball. Zhang Yang felt that he was hit from behind and immediately lost his center of gravity. The quality of this shot could be imagined, and the ball flew straight into the air. Zhang Yang himself fell to the ground with a snap.

"Kid, you fly... Where's the plane!"

"Be careful that the Aviation Administration accuses you, haha."

"You fouled!" Zhang Yang sat on the ground and roared at Louis. When he was about to shoot, Louis behind him pushed himself.

Louis shrugged his shoulders disdainfully and shook his head, but said nothing.

Zhang Yang heard the laughter and felt the disdain and pride of his opponent. He did not fall to the ground and feel sorry for himself. He knew that it was useless no matter what he said, and this did not mean that the opponent deliberately targeted him. As long as this small action was not found by the referee, it was also allowed by the rules. As a shot Hands, you must face it!

Now, instead of competing with this big man, it's better to seize the time to usher in the next attack! His time is only 15 minutes! To be precise, there are only twelve or three minutes left!

He grabbed a handful of grass and got up from the ground again. I fell down. What are you afraid of? Just stand up!

"Come again!" He raised his hand and shouted at Yahioi.

Yashioi whistled indifferently. If you want the ball, I will pass the ball. Now he is waiting to see Zhang Yang admit defeat and leave the training ground in dismay. He proposed this match, and he himself took the attitude of the game! He doesn't think Zhang Yang can score a goal.

"Go on! Pass the ball!" Zhang Yang raised his hand and shouted again.

The others looked at Yahioi, and he had to shrug his shoulders, meaning to continue.

This time, even other defenders did not come up to intercept Yahioi. After receiving the pass from his teammates, Yahioi did not play any more. He looked at the position and possible running position in front of him, and then got up and passed the football forward.

This time, Zhang Yang stopped the ball on his chest and wanted to stop the ball and then shoot the goal, but it exposed his rough technical problem. It stopped, and the ball was kicked off by Louis who was driven over.

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Time passes by minute by minute. In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Yang is completely a clown who is stubborn and struggling to die!

Some people suggest that the youth team head coach Pierre can end the match early.

"Hadick, I think it can be over. That boy's strength is obviously not good."

"Yes, his speed is good, but only speed doesn't work." Another coach echoed. In his opinion, Pierre clearly promised to give the boy a chance because of a cramp in his brain today.

"Look again." Pierre said with a blank face that he promised to give Zhang Yang 15 minutes, and he would give him 15 minutes. Pierre's grandmother is German, and he has German blood, which seems to explain the unique rigor and seriousness of the Germans when he does things.

Zhang Yang on the field fell to the ground again. This time, he rushed to the drop point of the ball. After stopping the ball, he was about to carry the ball forward, but Louis put it to the ground. Louis tackled the ball first and did not foul.

"The technology is too bad." Fernandez on the sidelines shook his head. The real excellent shooter can make a smooth action while stopping the ball. The more coherent the whole action is, the more energetic it is, and the more beneficial it is for the next shot or pass. Obviously, a rough guy like Zhang Yang can't do it.

It's already October, and winter in Europe is coming, but Marseille is close to the Mediterranean Sea. At this time, the temperature is still relatively high and the sunshine is good. However, the wind is relatively strong.

Zhang Yang lay on the ground and took a big breath. The sea breeze with a light salty taste formed a sharp contrast with the dry and cold air in his hometown.

He is a little homesick.

Maybe my decision this time is simply wrong. This time I am a gamble, a gamble with my future. Now it seems that I'm going to lose! Perhaps, as those people said when they were rejected countless times, they are really not suitable for playing football?!

From childhood to age, this stubborn boy had a trace of doubt about his talent and ability for the first time!

However, this kind of self-denial only flashed in his mind. His mind remembered his efforts over the years, the care and expectations of his family, and what his brothers did for him!

Bang Yang! You are a coward! Everything is not over yet! Did you give up by yourself?!

You coward!

He gritted his teeth and muttered to himself!

Never say defeat!

Never admit defeat!

Zhang Yang suddenly jumped up from the ground. He pounded his chest hard and shouted, "Come on! Zhang Yang! Come on!"

In this strange country, at this moment, he cheers for himself! Cheer for yourself! Zhang Yang, you are not fighting alone!

Zhang Yang looked at the people around him, waved his arms vigorously, ignored everyone's surprised or disdainful eyes, and shouted at Yahioi, "Continue! Hurry up!"

Yahioi looked at the guy in front of him. He couldn't imagine why this guy could still stand up and move towards the ball with so much confidence. What on earth did he think? He is really so confident in himself!

Where did his confidence come from?

Yashioi, this proud guy, really looked at this 'country bumpkin' that he had been despised and disdained for the first time.

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PS: The second update.

After warming up these, the next chapter will be the first small ** of the book. Thank you all the brothers for their support.