Chapter 034 No, my son will ask me for an explanation!
In the visiting team locker room of the Prince Stadium, the tables and chairs here are a little old, and the cabinets in some of the locker rooms even show rust.
In fact, most of the visiting locker rooms of all clubs are like this, and no one will create too good conditions for their opponents.
The atmosphere in the locker room was a little depressing. Even Fernandez realized the depressing atmosphere when explaining the tactics of the second half. He looked at the root cause of this depressing atmosphere and sat on the window seat in the locker room.
The young man seems to have come out of his anger just now. He is sitting there quietly and his face is calm, which makes you unable to connect with the angry boy just now. The angry look just now makes people have no doubt that if those radical fans in Paris are in front of him, he It will kill them!
However, the calmness of Zhang Yang is too strange, which makes everyone who is familiar with this young man uneasy!
Fernandez also has some drums in his heart. He has also considered changing Zhang Yang at the beginning of the second half. Now Marseille is leading by one goal. If it is completely dead, it is impossible to keep the lead of this ball.
However, looking at the silent young man, Fernandez rejected his idea. This boy is now a silent volcano and needs to detonate. Otherwise, the hot lava is so suppressed. Maybe something will happen. Forget it, let Zhang Yang stay on the field. Let's see what this boy will do!
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The grandstand of the Prince's Court is in a luxuriously decorated box.
Mendes's face was extremely gloomy. Of course, this 'super agent' who was proficient in the five languages of Britain, France, Germany, Italy and Holland saw what was written on the insulting banner of Paris fans.
The reason why 'super brokers' are called 'super brokers' is that their energy is huge. It is enough to attract the attention and fear of any club.
The players under his own have been insulted, and Mendes must do something. In addition, Zhang Yang entrusted his family to take care of him. Although what happened in the stands was not under the control of Mendes, it was enough to make Mendes angry.
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Zhang Guodong and Zhang Dahai don't know French, but they can guess what the groveling figure in Qing Dynasty clothes and long braids on the portrait means.
Zhang Guodong's face flushed with anger, while Zhang Dahai was angry. However, he is now more worried about his old father, and patients with high blood pressure cannot be stimulated. Zhang Dahai found the pill, poured a glass of water, and asked his old father to take the medicine.
Zhang Guodong turned his head and asked Mendes, "Mr. Mendes, what do those words mean?"
Mendes couldn't understand Chinese. After Zhang Dahai translated it in English, Mr. 'Super Agent' looked at his player's father in surprise, told him the meaning of that sentence, and then said apologetically, "I have contacted Paris Saint-Germain Club, and they will give an explanation."
Zhang Guodong couldn't understand what Mendes said. After his eldest son translated Mendes' words, he was honest in his life. However, his father never bent his spine in his life. No, to be precise, he only bent his backbone once in his life, and that's still It's bending over for your son!
"No, my son will give me an explanation!" Zhang Guodong said loudly.
Then he stood up, looked outside, looked at the court, and looked at the exit of the player's corridor. From this time, until the beginning of the second half of the game and the end of the whole game, this ordinary Chinese father has always maintained this posture!
"What did he say?" Mendes asked Zhang Dahai.
Zhang Dahai looked proud. He told Mendes about his old father's words. 'Mr. Super Agent' was stunned and then silent. Although he treated Zhang Guodong and his son politely before, it was because his players' instructions did not really respect each other very much, but at this moment For the first time, Mendes felt that this ordinary Chinese was worthy of his respect!
He thought of Zhang Yang again, this unruly, strong-willed young man who is always so confident!
Only such a respectable father can teach such a son!
"Zhang, please tell your father that he is a respectable father!" Mendes said to Zhang Dahai.
"Thank you." Zhang Dahai said neither humble nor arrogantly, "My father will be very happy."
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The visiting team locker room at Prince's Stadium.
Zhang Yang is holding a water pen and writing something on his jersey T-shirt.
The young man's expression is so serious and solemn. So much so that Nasri and Ribery wanted to see what was written on it, but they didn't dare to take the liberty to read it.
This also makes the other players in the locker room feel more depressed. Nasri dares not go to see it. It is understandable that this boy is more shy, but even Ribery, who has the best relationship with Zhang Yang and is not afraid, dares not go to look. You can imagine how serious this matter is.
Ribery really wants to go and see what he wrote, but he really doesn't dares. He and Zhang Yang are good friends. He knows Zhang Yang. It is precisely because of his understanding that Ribery knows the importance of relatives in Zhang Yang's heart, especially his father and brother, whom Zhang Yang most respects and loves. It occupies a very important position in the heart.
"Parisians are looking for their own death." Thinking of this, Ribery snorted heavily.
It was very quiet in the locker room, so Ribery's heavy hum was so abrupt that everyone else was shocked. Then they took a look at Ribery, and then looked at him motionless. He was continuing to write something. The atmosphere was really too depressing! They would rather start the second half of the game quickly than stay in the locker room. They are Zhang Yang's teammates, and they also know this young man, so this strange atmosphere makes them more uncomfortable. However, at this moment, everyone agrees with what Ribery just said, "Parisians are looking for their own death!"
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Fernandez frowned. The atmosphere in the locker room was too depressing. If he walked to the court with this atmosphere, it would not work. He was thinking about whether he would say something.
At this time, Zhang Yang finally finished writing and drawing on his jersey T-shirt. He put on the jersey T-shirt and then returned the pen to Nasri, "Thank you, Samir."
"Uh-uh- you're welcome." Nasri felt that he was dazzled and saw something. Zhang Yang actually smiled at himself just now. The boy actually smiled and spoke to himself, but at this time, Nasri felt a chill all over his body. Seeing Zhang Yang smiling at this time, he felt even more depressed.
Then Zhang Yang looked at his teammates and said to everyone.
"Listen, brothers, I'm very angry!" He said loudly, and then his voice suddenly increased a lot of decibels again, "I'm going to do them hard!" I need support!"
When all the Marseille players heard Zhang Yang say this, the depressing atmosphere that weighed on everyone's hearts was like a big dark curtain, which was torn open and the sun came in! It feels so comfortable!
Well, Zhang Yang said that he wanted to do the Parisians fiercely. Of course, they had no problem, so they did it with hatred! Not to mention that the two teams are feuds, if the Parisians hadn't insulted Zhang Yang and his family, they would have been in such a depressing atmosphere almost the whole halftime!
Of course, they can't count this account on the head of Zhang Yang, but on the head of the Parisians!
Now, everyone understands that Zhang Yang is going to lose his temper. No, to be precise, it's more serious than getting angry. This is going to be a war! It's really a war!
"No problem."
"Zhang is angry. You can do whatever you want!"
"That's right, kill them!"
"Of course, it's up to you and give them some color!"
Everyone agreed. Now, let alone Zhang Yang wants them to help him do Parisians fiercely. Anything is OK! Seeing such a vicious publicity, they suddenly felt that it was so fucking kind!
God, this is the normal Zhang!
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The Paris players have stood on the court, but the Marseille players have not come out in the locker room, so they have to continue to wait until the Marseille players play before they can continue to start the second half of the game.
The fourth official has gone to Marseille's locker room for the second time to urge.
"What's wrong with the Maasai?" Mbami said.
"I don't know." Troure shook his head.
Next to them, the absolute offensive core of Paris Saint-Germain, their Portuguese striker Pauletta's face was a little grim. He keenly felt that the Maasai had not come out until now, which was inseparable from the excessive behavior of the Paris fans in the stands.
Pauletta looked up and looked at the portrait that insulted Marseille Nine that appeared at the end of the first half.
Pauletta frowned, and he was also quite disgusted with the behavior of his fans.
In fact, Paris players basically know what happened. They are also quite disgusted with the behavior of some radical fans on their side, especially the many black players in the team. They are even more disgusted with racial discrimination, but they have no choice. This kind of behavior is not uncommon in France, even some of them have been subjected to racial discrimination. Insulting, but they can do nothing about it and can only pretend not to see it.
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At this time, the players of Marseille ran out of the player's corridor.
The boos of Paris fans in the stands of the Princes Stadium suddenly sounded crazily, and all kinds of curses came one after another.
The group of Paris fans shouted loudly in a hoarse and neurotic voice, "Poor Zhong. National monkey! Let's feed you bananas!"
Zhang Yang looked up. He looked there coldly and looked at the place where the demons danced.
Fuck. You are paralyzed!
Zhang Yang spit on the ground, dog. Mother. No, you wait!
The players from both sides stand in line, and Marseille will kick off first.
Before the kick-off, Zhang Yang suddenly said to Pauletta not far in front of him, "I'm sorry tonight!"
Pauletta was stunned. What does this mean?
Soon he knew what this meant!
This is preparing to lose your temper!
This is going to be a big kill!
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