Chapter 103 I'm back

Chapter 103 I'm back (second update)

It's far to say. In a word, such a wild road as Zhang Yang can't get a labor certificate to play football on behalf of the Premier League team.

Therefore, Arsenal's interest in introducing publicity immediately decreased a lot.

However, Wenger was a little unwilling. He carefully watched the video of Zhang Yang's game. No head coach would be moved by a striker who scored 13 goals in seven Ligue matches.

Such a player is only a little famous now. It should not be a big problem to win. As long as he is carefully cultivated, he will be a world-class star if he doesn't make it well over time. It belongs to that kind of red stock.

Fernandez's vision is good, and his Wenger's vision is not bad.

"Maybe we can try to buy this Chinese player first and then lend it to other leagues." Wenger said to himself, but he shook his head as soon as he finished saying this. This plan is not advisable. The Marseilles seem to be unwilling to sell the player, and the players themselves will not be willing to take this risk. If it is to play on behalf of Arsenal's first team, even substitutes are ** sexual, but joining Arsenal After being loaned to a strange team, the players will definitely not agree, because it's better to stay in Marseille.

However, no matter what, you still have to try it. Wenger has a natural preference for the little demon, and Zhang Yang is obviously a little demon now. He scored 13 goals in seven Ligue 1 games. What is not a little demon?

"It is said that this player does not have an agent yet. We can try to contact the players. I believe no one will refuse to play for Arsenal." Assistant coach Pat. Les said.

Wenger nodded in recognition of this behavior. Although FIFA explicitly prohibits private contact with players, there are few people who really abide by this rule, or even no one abides by it at all.

However, in view of the problem of the labor certificate and the concern about Zhang Yang's singleness and lack of experience, Arsenal has also focused on the transfer of Adebayo. If Adebayo can join, then the possibility of Zhang Yang joining will be even smaller.

It's just that who knows what will happen before the end of the winter transfer market.

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Sitting on the train and looking at the aunt opposite, Zhang Yang was a little distracted. He remembered the little beauty named Xia Yu he met on the way.

How can people's luck change so quickly? When I came, sitting opposite was a beautiful little beauty, and now sitting opposite was an aunt with a tiger-backed bear waist. Please forgive me for my rudeness, but I can only describe this aunt with a tiger-backed bear waist.

Although it is a 'tiger-backed bear waist', it is fashionable for aunts to dress up. At first glance, it is the part of people who get rich first.

The aunt was a little embarrassed by Zhang Yang. Hearing Zhang Yang's sigh, she blushed. She blushed, and Zhang Yang blushed even more.

When he got off the train, Zhang Yang felt that his clothes had been pulled. Looking back, he saw the aunt squeezing her eyes at him, but there was a note in his hand.

Zhang Yang was a little puzzled. As soon as he turned around, he found a corner. When he opened it, it said an address, which seemed to be the address of the hotel. There was also a sentence, 'We are only destined to be passers-by. After tonight, please forget me. If there is fate, in the next life...'.

Sweating profusely.

He usually ran away with the suitcase. While escaping, I thought that this aunt is quite Wenqing, and Wenqing's I want to vomit.

The aunt who had been watching the situation was stunned. Was it that she was too direct and the young man was thin-skinned? It's a pity that there is a boy chicken.

When he arrived at Pudong Airport, it was not until he boarded the plane and took off that Zhang Yang was relieved. He was really afraid of being pulled out by several strong women. It's violent.

After taking off, he leaned on the seat and smiled. Is this TMD an adventure? Do you have good luck?

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Marseille, the apartment of the Marseille youth team.

"Louise, what do you think Zhang Yang is doing now?" Yahioi yawned boredly and looked at the big black one.

"Listen, Yashioi, I don't have time to talk to you now. I'm reading!" Louis wore a pair of big black-framed glasses and read the book seriously.

"Louise, do you really want to go to college? You're not that material. I don't think people are wrong. You'd better play football at ease.

Yashioi can't stand Louis's appearance. He is illiterate and pretends to be a civilized person. I also want to take the college entrance examination.

"Our Louis family has never had a cultural person. When my grandfather died, his glasses were not closed. I can't let him down." Louis said with a serious face.

"It's really admirable. Then why don't you just stop playing football and concentrate on your studies. Jahioi yawned. Christmas has passed, and the two returned to the team early. To be precise, Jahioi returned to the team early, because Louis had been staying in Marseille and did not return home. He wants to save money. The biggest change after Christmas was that Jahioi moved out of his home in Marseille and moved into the player's apartment. This is a gratifying change in the eyes of Pierre, the head coach of the Marseille youth team, and this proud boy is now slowly integrating into the team.

"No, I like playing football. This is my dream." Louis pushed his glasses and spread his hands helplessly, "But being a cultural person is my grandfather's dream, and this is where the contradiction lies."

Yahioi was stunned, but he didn't expect that this big black person could say such philosophical words. Contradiction?

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"So, your Louis family is really going to have a cultural person!?" Yashioi looked at the ceiling and said.

"Of course! I promise!" Louis said firmly.

"Okay." Yashioyi turned his head and smiled. He laughed so much that his stomach ached and almost rolled off the sofa.

"Don't you think it's impolite to laugh at a scholar?" Louis was very angry.

"Haha, well, what I want to say is that your book has been taken down." Yashioyi said with a smile.

Louis's face immediately turned black as if it were black charcoal. He was embarrassed and scratched his head and said, "I said, why can't you understand a word?"

Yahioi laughed even more. Rolling all over the ground.

"Ky, don't laugh."

"Haha."

"I said, don't laugh."

"Haha."

"Shut up, you have tarnished my ideal."

"Ideal...haha, it's so funny."

"Ah, I'll fight with you." Louis threw the book in his hand into the sky and rushed to Yahioi, who was lying on the floor and laughing. I'm afraid he has long wanted to throw away the damn book.

"Are you serious? Ah, I'll fight with you."

"No, don't touch my place."

"Ah, it hurts, be gentle."

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At this time, the empty door was kicked open, pulling the suitcase, and standing at the door with big bags in his hand, "Louis, I'm back."

His face condensed in an instant. Louis was pressing on Yashioi, and the two also looked at the visitor with frightened faces.

"I'm sorry, I went to the wrong door. Go on." Zhang Yang waved his hand and apologized, with an embarrassed face.

"Merry Christmas, Zhang."

"Merry Christmas, Zhang." Louis and Jahioi said in one voice. Then the two guys looked at each other, realized the embarrassment of the posture, and jumped up with a strange scream.

"Damn, don't touch me!"

"Damn it, don't touch me."

Zhang Yang sighed. What he is most annoyed now is that he didn't have a camera to take it. At least this photo can be exchanged for a week's meal. This is not a small amount of money for the stingy Zhang Yang.

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When Zhang Yang returned to Marseille, there was another person who was thinking about him and missing him very much.

"That damn bastard, he dares to take advantage of me! This hooligan, this hooligan! Unforgivable! Unforgivable!!!"

In a villa in downtown Paris, Melissa, a beautiful girl who appeared at the Christmas dinner of the Marseille team and was angry and cried. Trio is beating his pillow hard. It can be seen that the resentment is terrible.

Melissa. Trio was wearing a milky white pajamas, his dark brown hair was scattered, and his temperamental face was much more sexy.

She stood up, jumped under the bed, and waved her fist at a poster on the wall. That's the poster of Marseille's No. 27 player. Now, Zhang Yang's jerseys and posters are one of the best-selling teams in Marseille.

It also seems that I don't feel much threat to my behavior, Melissa. Trio sighed, put himself down in **, turned over again, and pounced on **. His two smooth little feet were raised high, and his toes were rhythmically bent. The little hand held the chin and was a little distracted.

It seemed that this posture was uncomfortable again. He turned over, leaned against **, took the pillow that had just been vented, and hammered it fiercely.

"Bastard! Beat you to death! Beat you to death!"

The first beautiful anchor in France knocked on the pillow and vented enough. Her lovely nose snorted, but she didn't know what she thought of. The beautiful girl blushed and hit her little head hard on the pillow.

He turned on the TV, but it happened to be OM TV. It was broadcasting some highlights of the first half of the 2005/2006 Ligue 1 season. It happened to be Zhang Yang's opening 12 seconds of goal in the match with Monaco, which is the fastest goal record of Ligue 1 this season and also the history of Ligue 1 history. The second least goal in time.

"Zhang Yang, he is the new discovery of the Marseille team in the first half of the season. This young man who did not spend a penny on the Marseille team is the biggest contributor to the bottom rebound in the unfavorable opening of the season..." On TV, the commentators of OM TV are praising Zhang Yang. OM TV station is the official TV station of the Marseille Club. Of course, it will praise the team's popular scorer.

"Bastard." Mei Niu suddenly turned off the TV and hammered the quilt angrily.

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PS: The second update. There is another update later.