Chapter 116 Marseille Maneuver (please collect, red ticket)
Junigno's goal greatly boosted the morale of Lyon. Their offensive is like a tide. After the Marseilles led by four to one, they were a little relaxed, and then after being scored by Juninho, it was not so easy to concentrate their loose thoughts.
For a while, there was a sound in front of the goal of the Marseille team.
The team is passive, and there is no good chance to attack. However, Zhang Yang is not impatient. He is waiting for the opportunity, so when he looks at his team's defense in danger, he also has a defense. Even if Morentice has gone back, he is still in front.
And other players of Marseille have long been accustomed to this and have no words. In Marseille, head coach Fernandez has given great space and flexibility. For such a talented shooter, you don't need to be too restrictive. Genius always has his own understanding of football. You know, Zhang Yang's grasp of opportunities and goals makes Fernandez, the head coach, amazed.
For Zhang Yang personally, he believes that his teammates will be able to keep it, and then pass the ball to the front, and the rest of the work will be handed over to him. Receive the football, and then hit the football into the goal of Lyon! This is his job and a heavy burden.
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Maluda tried unsuccessfully to break through Mavuba, and Mavuba broke the football with a fierce shovel.
Mavuba passed the football to Nasri and Arau in front of him. When Diarra saw that Nasri was very close to him and was hesitating to lean up a little, Nasri had already passed the ball, and he passed the ball to Ribery.
At the same time, Zhang Yang suddenly moved towards the vicinity of the restricted area, A Lao. Diarra immediately followed up. Zhang Yang looked back at the old man and slowed down his speed.
Tiago immediately pounced on Ribery and planned to take the opportunity to stop the ball when Ribery stopped the ball. He didn't expect Ribery to pass the football while triepping the ball. When he swinged his right leg forward normally, he took the opportunity to pick up the football and crossed over his head.
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This is the time when Zhang Yang is waiting!
He turned around and sprinted! I chased the football.
"Oh no!" Distance from Arau. Diarra's first reaction was to reach out and pull. A tactical foul was also to stop Zhang Yang. However, he only caught the air, and Zhang Yang had accelerated to start. Diarra quickly pulled out her legs to chase after him. However, the speed of this 190cm tall man's back waist was really not fast. How could he catch up with the publicity that had begun to sprint?
"Stop him! It's okay to foul!" Arau. Diarra shouted to the defenders.
In Lyon's attack just now, there were only left-back Abidar and central-back Chris on the back line of Marseille.
Zhang Yang rushed to the landing point of the football, the football fell from the air, and Abidal came from the front. Zhang Yang stretched out his right foot and looked up at the ball, as if to stop the ball. Abidal quickly put on a posture. He was waiting for an opportunity. At the moment when Zhang Yang stopped the football, he would decisively break the ball.
Zhang Yang looked up at the ball, but Yu Guang was sweeping Abidar.
As soon as he saw Abidal's posture, he knew what he should do.
Zhang Yang, who originally planned to stop the ball and then use his speed to break through, knew that as long as he stopped the ball, he was likely to be cut off by Abidal, and the unacceptable opportunity to counterattack would be lost. Now, he is the closest to the goal of Lyon in Marseille, and he can't count on his teammates support.
At this moment, the effect of exercising for a long time in the copy reflects that those boring technical movements are fermented at this moment. He had a flash of inspiration.
Zhang Yang raised his right ankle and shook it, and then just took the falling football directly from Abidal. He poked between his legs, and then he twisted his body and walked around Abidal, who was still stunned!
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"Oh, oh - oh, oh!! Beautiful stop the ball! What a wonderful move!"
"It's so beautiful!"
At this time, Tiago, who was desperately defending, arrived. He rushed to Zhang Yang in a diagonal line and tried to break the ball.
At this time, Zhang Yang has completely entered the state. In the state of the goal, he is fully integrated into the process. The green field is his stage. He is performing to his heart's content, just as he has practiced countless times in the copy. He turned his right foot over the ball, and he also followed the center of gravity to the left and was ready to go out in Tiago. When the foot intercepted, Zhang Yang suddenly pushed the ball to one side with his left foot, and then immediately started, lightly wiping it away from Tiago's side like a swallow.
Tiago, who tried his best to defend, was exhausted and panting. What's more, his center of gravity had been shaken away, and he did not respond effectively at all. He just subconsciously turned his head and wanted to pull Zhang Yang's jersey, but he only saw Zhang Yang's back and disappeared in the rain and fog...
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Chris is the only one in front of Zhang Yang now.
In the face of Chris's defense, there was a smile on Zhang Yang's face.
There is a roaring voice in his heart, and this is the time!
The heart moves, and the 'Masai Slaman Experience Card' is launched.
His left foot leaned forward, his right foot stepped on the ball and pulled it to the inside of his body, then turned 360 degrees, raised his left foot again, and controlled the football under his feet with his arch...
"Marsely roundabout..."
Chris was completely stunned. He had an illusion that he was not facing this Chinese young man, but Zidane of Real Madrid! In the first two seasons, Lyon played against Real Madrid, and Zidane lost Chris in this way.
Chris even felt that the Marseille roundabout was more standard than Zidane's one!
Daw, what am I thinking? Chris was shocked, but he couldn't stop the publicity.
Zhang Yang played the football and passed by Chris, leaving only the dejected appearance of the Brazilian central defender in the camera.
"Beautiful!"
"Extremely beautiful!"
"God, Marseille lap, this is a textbook Marseille lap."
"I seem to have seen Qi Zu turn me around with Marseille during training." The commentator Dugari stood up and exclaimed.
Fans and commentators are going crazy!
The camera also closely followed the young man under 21 years old. Zhang Yang raised his head and could see the rain on his face and a little mud at the corners of his mouth...
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Now only Lyon's goalkeeper Cooper is in front of Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang felt that his chest was hot.
Every time, every time, every goal, it will make him very excited. This young man regards this court as his own battlefield, and he enjoys the pleasure of scoring. The knife fell from the hand, the head fell to the ground, and a touch of scarlet splashed on the white knife.
He wants to tell everyone that this is a night of publicity!
This young man is eager to have his own legend.
Now, there is nothing to stop publicity!
Face Kupe.
There is an inexplicable desire in Zhang Yang's chest, which can even be said to be a manic mood. He did not choose what he was best at to accelerate the goalkeeper's back shot. He only saw his right foot slightly lifting, pretending to shoot. At the same time, his left foot leaned forward, his right foot stepped on the ball and pulled it to the inside of his body, and then turned 360 degrees with his left foot. Raise it again and control the football under your feet with your arch... This is another Marseille roundabout, but this Marseille roundabout, in the eyes of many people, the movement seems to be less coherent than the front.
Then, Zhang raised his right toe, and the football flew up, crossed the top of Kupe's head, who was a little embarrassed by his 'Marsely roundabout', and flew to the goal!
Spoon hanging!
Then, everyone looked at the football and saw the arc. When they reached the highest point, they fell, fell, and fell into the net... shaking the stars all over the sky.
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"ZHANG——ON——BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT!"
"Incredible goal!"
"Zhang Yang - he scored a goal that can be put into the museum collection!"
"God, it's so beautiful! Zhang Yang! He scored his third goal in today's game!"
"Hat-trick!"
"Wearing a hat!"
"This will be the best goal in Ligue 1 this season--" Commentator Veisto shouted, "No, this will be one of the best goals in the history of Ligue 1, no, not one, the most beautiful goals!" He was so excited that he repeatedly rejected what he said, but the fans in front of the TV would not blame the commentator, because they were also so excited about the ball.
"Five to two, Marseille expanded the score again! The goal was Zhang Yang, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. We can't find the right words to describe the wonderfulness of the goal... This is really a beautiful goal!"
Five to two!!
In the 73rd minute of the game, Zhang Yang scored his third goal in the game, 5 to 2!! They are three goals ahead of Lyon again!
The victory of the game has been decided, and even God can't stop Zhang Yang from helping the team win!
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After scoring, Zhang Yang ignored his teammate Ribery's intention to come up to celebrate, and ran directly to the back of the goal, the front of the stands of Lyon fans, and then flew up and stamped on the billboard, followed by a foot, two feet and three feet. He kicked three legs hard before he stopped and looked at the Lyon fans in the stands, raising his head provocatively.
Although he didn't say anything during the whole process, the meaning was very clear: Come on, don't you hate me? I'll stand here and score your goals. If you have the ability, you *** come down! If you can't come down, just watch me slap you in the face with a goal! Look at my goal, one, two, three, hat-trick! Are you guys so cool?!
Those radical fans of the Lyon team have been insulting his family. He has long held his breath to vent!
What is the answer to publicity?
Hush and countless middle fingers.
But Zhang Yang didn't care. His mouth was grinning. The rain seemed to be heavy. The cold rain poured on Zhang Yang's head. However, regardless, he used this provocative posture to face the Lyon fans of the whole stadium.
Don't flinch!
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