Chapter 084 Hat Trick
Fifteen minutes later, the second half of the game began, and the two sides changed sides and fought again.
At the beginning of the second half of the game, Paris Saint-Germain intended to launch a fierce attack, taking the lead in the situation of both sides.
However, they didn't expect that the Marseille team, which had already led 3-0, had the same idea. The Marseilles seemed to have forgotten the score of 3-0 and did not mean to slow down the pace at all. When the whistle at the beginning of the second half of the game sounded, they launched an offensive posture.
Rothen, the core of the midfielder of Paris Saint-Germain, controlled the ball under his feet, and he motioned Dora Su to come up to pick him.
His intention was seen by Ma Wuba, who came up close to Dora Su.
At this time, Rotten passed the ball. The target was not Dora Su, but Adad suddenly inserted on the other side.
As soon as Adad was about to stop the ball, he was put to the ground with the ball, and the ball was robbed.
"Foul!" The commentator in Paris shouted.
"Beautiful break! Fight back!" The commentator of Marseille jumped up and shouted.
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The referee did not say anything. He ignored the protest of the Paris Saint-Germain, which was obvious. There was no foul and the game continued.
This is Louis's sudden rush out of the penalty area and grabbing it successfully. He took the ball from Adad's feet and passed the ball to Nasri. The latter immediately instigated the attack in the middle. He passed the football to Ribery. Ribery took the ball to the front court at a convenient high speed. After making a fake action to cut inside, he dialed the ball and inserted it. Solin took two steps to the ball, and then passed the high ball into the penalty area!
Moreentes jumped high and ferred the ball to the side. The inserted Nasri passed the ball directly to the front of the goal. He understood that he was plugged in at high speed in the back row. After carrying the Paris Saint-Germain central defender Yepes, who was defending him, he volleyed directly in the penalty area!
Football pierced the goal of Paris Saint-Germain for the fourth time in this game!
4:0!
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Zhang Yang staged a good drama of hat-trick in the competition!
"God, hat-trick! Hat-trick! Hat-trick! Hat-trick! Hat-trick!" The commentator was so excited that he shouted 'hat-trick' five times in a row!
"This is Zhang Yang's third goal today! 4:0! This young man staged a hat-trick!"
"This is his 18th goal in Ligue 1 this season! Hat-trick! Hat-trick! Who dares to say that he is in a bad state now!"
The eighteenth ball! This is Zhang Yang's 18th goal in the Ligue 1 this season! He is on the top of the shooter list! No one can pose a threat to him!"
"Gan Yang!!!"
The commentators at the commentary table were collectively crazy and hysterical.
"Hat-trick!!!"
Wisto roared, "Hat-t-trick! He really staged a hat-trick! When Zhang Yang scored two goals in the first half of the game, I would have a hat-trick! He will definitely try his best to do a hat-trick in the second half! Sure enough! I don't know what words to use to describe this young man. Some people say that he is from Mars, and I think it's the only reasonable explanation.
When Zhang Yang faced the coach seat of Paris Saint-Germain again and stretched out three fingers there, the Marseille fans in the stands were also crazy. They waved their arms, stamped their feet, and let out a deafening cry: "Gang Yang! Hat! Zhang Yang! Hat! Zhang Yang! Hat!!"
The commentators went crazy one by one. They stood up and shouted crazily, gave all kinds of praises to the young man, and put all the praises on the young man.
The whole stadium is boiling, and everyone is shouting the name of 'Zhang Yang'!
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In the 76th minute, Marseille's head coach Fernandez replaced Zhang Yang with Jahioi, allowing him to accept the cheers of the fans and give the young man the highest courtesy!
After seeing the change of the publicity sign, all the Marseille fans stood up from their seats. The whole stadium was boiling, and there was continuous thunderous applause in the stands.
Tens of thousands of home fans stood up, and they all stood up and applauded. This time, there was no need for the leadership of the live broadcast. All the fans shouted in unison three times in a row.
Zhang Yang walked to the sidelines, raised his hands and applauded in response to the applause of Marseille fans. At this moment, he is the stadium and the biggest star here.
The fans of Paris Saint-Germain in the stands didn't even have the courage to boo. They were already afraid. They were beaten by Zhang Yang. At this time, many Paris Saint-Germain fans breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Zhang Yang was replaced. That man put a lot of pressure on them on the court.
Will the infamous Paris fans be afraid of publicity? If someone had said this in the past, no one would have believed it, but now, Paris fans are really afraid of being beaten by the fans. In their eyes, this person is so bad and hateful. However, there is nothing we can do about him.
This evil... With him one day, will our Paris Saint-Germain still have a good day?
At this moment, Paris Saint-Germain fans can be said to be the fans of the whole Ligue 1 who most want to promote the transfer to other leagues. The reason can be imagined.
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Zhang Yang came to an end, and the applause in the stands also stopped, but it was replaced by the shout of "Zhang Yang". When it came to Zhang Yang on the bench, when he saw that the fans were so enthusiastic, he had to stand up and applaud the fans on the scene many times in a row to thank the fans.
Marseille fans are thanking Zhang Yang in this way.
The feud between Marseille and Paris has been between a hundred years. The reason why the confrontation between the two teams is called the 'French National Derby' shows the long history and deep resentment.
Zhang Yang led the Marseille team to have an overall advantage in the face of Paris Saint-Germain, and could even slaughter Paris with a big score, which made the Marseille fans very angry. They like this young man so much.
As long as there is publicity, they don't have to worry about not winning the game, and they don't have to worry about scoring goals. For Marseille fans, all they have to do now is to cheer for the goal and cheer for the victory.
At this moment, although Marseille still lags behind Lyon in the Ligue 1 table in the 2006/2007 season, many fans firmly believe that they will be able to catch up and eventually surpass Lyon to win the Ligue 1 championship this season.
The camera gave a close-up to the stands. In the main stand of Verrodom Stadium, a huge Marseille No. 9 jersey swayed fiercely in the wind.
The last name on it is the pride of this stadium - ZHANG!
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"Feifei. It's time to rest. Why don't you rest!" Mother Liu Li knocked on the door and urged.
"Mom, all right! All right! I'm going to bed now! You have to rush to sleep. It's really talkay!" There was a rattling sound in the room that something fell to the ground, and then there was a soft cry of Liu Yifei.
Liu Li shook her head gently. Although Liu Yifei always gives a pure, classical and beautiful look in public, at home, in her boudoir, she is still a little tired little girl, and she is also a little careless in doing things. She often goes in a daze for no reason...
4:0! Marseille led Paris Saint-Germain by four goals at home, and this 'French national derby' turned into a complete massacre! And Chinese player Zhang Yang is the maker of this massacre!! Eighteen goals, he has scored 18 goals in the league this season! Now it seems that it is possible for him to tie or even break the single-season Ligue 1 goal record he set in last season's Ligue 1! The whole Ligue 1 trembled under his feet! This young man from China, an ordinary young man, has conquered here. He is the prince of this stadium! Listen to the cheers of the whole stadium--" When Zhang Yang was replaced, He Wei, the commentator of the live broadcast of the game, shouted excitedly: "Have such a publicity! Marseille is recovering the lost ground in Ligue 1! Zhang Yang and his team are in excellent condition. Who can beat them?!"
Listening to the excited shouts of the commentators in the TV, as well as the cheers and applause of the stadium on the scene from the TV, Liu Yifei was a little surprised, some couldn't figure it out, and some were touched.
She didn't know football. Just now, she was bored and changed the channel before going to bed. She happened to see the sports channel. Liu Yifei has no love for sports. As soon as she saw that the live football game was being broadcast, she felt boring. Her little head really couldn't figure out. What's the point of so many people grabbing a ball on the court? However, just when she wanted to switch the table, she saw a 'familiar' figure. To be precise, it was unfamiliar, but it impressed her, or more precisely, a figure that made her hate itchy.
Zhang Yang, the guy who once made her feel ashamed!
I don't know why. Anyway, she didn't change the station. After watching for a while, Zhang Yang was replaced. Listening to the cheers and applause from the scene from the TV and the excited shouts of the commentator, Liu Yifei was a little confused. Is football really so magical? Also, that guy is so popular?
He saw Zhang Yang stand up several times in a row and applauded to the stands. The camera picture was very good. Walking around the stands, countless people stood up, excited, smiling and applauding.
"The whole Verrodom Stadium can accommodate more than 60,000 fans. At this moment, all the fans stood up and gave the biggest applause to Zhang Yang. This is the courtesy this young man deserves!" He Wei's voice sounded loudly again.
Liu Yifei was a little distracted. Although she doesn't know football and hasn't seen it live, she seems to be able to feel the crazy and exciting scene in the TV picture at this time.
"That guy, it seems that he is really a big star..." Liu Yifei rubbed her little head in a daze.
'Dong Dong Dong' - There was a knock on the door from outside the door, "Feifei, don't you sleep yet."
"Okay, okay, I'm going to bed." Liu Yifei answered, turned off the TV angrily and got into the quilt.
The next morning, while having breakfast, Liu Li looked at her daughter reproachfully, "Why didn't you go to bed so late last night?"
"Oh." Liu Yifei took a sip of milk, stretched out his little tongue, and licked the remaining foam on his lips. "I watched the football match."
"Football? The game?" Liu Li was stunned. When did her baby daughter like football? Why didn't she know...
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PS: The first update.