On the Marseille bench, Hiltney jumped up excitedly and raised his arms to cheer for the goal.

Zhang Yang scored a goal!

Some fans in a square formation in the South Stand in the Gerland Stadium cheered. They were neither fans of Lyon nor Marseille. Strictly speaking, they could only be considered as fan of the ostentatious fans.[]

They are some Chinese students in Lyon, as well as some Chinese students and staff from other parts of France and Chinese-funded institutions. Zhang Yang's emergence in the Marseille team gave these wanderers who were also far away from their hometowns more excitement and pride.

They made an appointment to watch the ball at the Gerland Stadium together and cheered for Zhang Yang.

For them, they are just Zhang Yang's fans, and even to be more serious. They won't care too much about this game even if the Marseille team loses. As long as Zhang Yang can score a goal, you can see Zhang Yang score with your own eyes.

Now in the first half, Zhang Yang scored a goal, so everyone was very happy.

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Zhang Yang watched the ball pass through Kupei's hands and flew into the ball net.

He started running.

He started to take off his clothes while running to the visiting team bench.

He knew that he would get a yellow card like this!

However, even if you want to get a yellow card, Zhang Yang doesn’t care!

He is waiting for this time, this moment!

The time for revenge is here!

Once upon a time, those people thought they were superior and could dominate the fate of others. They were arrogant and had bad attitudes. They did not care whether they insulted a young man's dream and strong heart.

Now, the guys who say I can’t do it, sarcastically mock me, and sarcastically mock me!

Regret!

Scared!

Zhang Yang felt his chest fluctuations steadily. He vented his excitement and rushed to the camera like that. He had long been thrown away by him. He grabbed the hem of the white T-shirt inside with both hands, pulled the T-shirt flat, and displayed the words written on the front to the camera.

"I like this goal! What about you guys? How do you feel?"

As he said that, he pointed to his eyes and then to the coaching seat of the Lyon team. He knew that the assistant coach of the Lyon team must be there. He didn't know the name of the coach, but he would not forget that honor.

With eyes but no beads, his actions just now were expressing this meaning.

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Yingyang's behavior aroused strong dissatisfaction among the people on the bench and coaching bench of Lyon, who believed it was a naked provocation.

Lyon forward Karu rushed out of the bench and pointed at Zhang Yang and shouted loudly.

Zhang Yang looked at the Lyon player and didn't know him. He didn't bother to pay attention to it at this time. His target was Belcotic, the assistant coach of Lyon. This is the real person.

Belkotic sat in the coaching seat, and he even had the courage to stand up and scold Zhang Yang, and he had no courage to fight back. The damn "Voice of the North" exposed his name. Now, almost everyone knows that he had no vision, let go of Zhang Yang, a talented shooter, and insulted this young man, forming hatred. Although thanks to the media's hype, Lyon fans are now very unhappy about Zhang Yang's arrogance, but there are many fans who blame Belkotic, because this young man who can score super goals is almost from Lyon!

Belkotic doesn't dare to show up now, because he might meet a Lyon fan who recognizes him and is ridiculed and sarcastic.

Zhang Yang looked at the man who buried his head in his collar, the assistant coach of Lyon team, and suddenly felt a little bored. Revenge on Lyon team and revenge on this assistant coach was something he had been thinking about. Now, he did it, but looking at his opponent's cowardly look, it was really boring.

He shook his head and was about to walk back.

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"Hehehe, boy, don't leave, see I'll teach you a lesson." Karu saw Zhang Yang turning his head and leaving, thinking that Zhang Yang was afraid of him, so he immediately jumped up and down. Next to him were several other Lyon players.

Zhang Yang stopped and stared at Karu. This guy made him feel annoying.

"You want to teach me a lesson?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Yes, boy, why are you scared."

Zhang Yang had just walked a step forward when he was hugged from behind and dragged back. Yankoler also smiled bitterly. His partner was really not worry-free. This was the second time he hugged Zhang Yang in today's game. He was afraid that Zhang Yang would be sent off before the first half of the game was over. Although Yankoler did not know so thoroughly about the grudge between Zhang Yang and Lyon, he still understood a little. He knew that this kid must be very angry in today's game.

Zhang Yang was dragged away by Yankoler, and Karu was still calling there with relentless condolences. Ribery couldn't bear to watch it anymore and came up to scold Karu.

"Please keep your mouth in mind, bastard!"

"Idiot, do you want to fight?"

Other players on both sides also quickly surrounded and pushed and shoved.

"Hehehe, buddy, take your hand away!"

"Okay OK, I said everyone is calm..."

"You, he, mom, is looking for death!"

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The fans of the home team Lyon team, which had the advantage in the stands, issued a huge, harsh boo! They were expressing their dissatisfaction with Zhang Yang in this way - we would endure it when you scored our goal. If you scored the goal, you still had to run to us to provoke. Boy, it's too much!

Most Lyon fans who knew what Zhang Yang said before the game were so angry that they were so angry that they said. What this kid said, "I'm here. I'll conquer." This goal can be said to be the first step to conquer. Thinking of this made Lyon fans very upset. To put it simply, it was not an exaggeration to say that they would rather see the goal scored by other Marseille players than to see that the goal was scored by Zhang Yang!

Suddenly, the booing of Lyon, the cheers of Marseille fans, and other messy sounds intertwined, making the Gerland Stadium look like the boiling water that was boiling.

"Let's see... On the sidelines, there seemed to be some conflict between the two sides... It seems that Zhang Yang's celebration actions just now..."

Fortunately, the referee rushed over, separated the emotionally excited sides and verbally warned both sides. However, he did not play cards. Perhaps in his opinion, both sides' actions were more restrained.

Then, the referee ran back to the stadium and took out a yellow card from his pocket. The yellow card was for Zhang Yang. This was not a warning to Zhang Yang's conflict with Karu just now, but a warning to Zhang Yang's yellow card that he had just taken off his clothes and celebrated.

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Seeing Zhang Yang celebrating the card after taking off his clothes and celebrating the card, Fernandez, who was immersed in the joy of scoring the goal, changed his face. He angrily complained to the assistant coach Hiltney beside him, "This kid can't be at peace for a while. This is another meaningless yellow card!"

"In fact, I'm not surprised that Zhang Yang received the yellow card today." Hiltney said with a wry smile.

Fernandez turned his head and looked at his assistant coach, and said nothing. When he thought about it, he knew why Hiltney said that. Zhang Yang played in this game with purpose and revenge. He would definitely be excited. It is predictable to take a yellow card, but it is an accident that he would not take a yellow card.

Fernandez has made up his mind. If Marseille still keeps the lead in the second half and the situation is not bad, Zhang Yang will be replaced. He is worried that the kid will get a yellow card again, which means that two yellows will turn into one red and will be sent off by a red card.

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Vesto and Thierry were still talking about Zhang Yang's goal and his celebration after the goal.

Seeing the camera replay, Zhang Yang pointed to his eyes and pointed to the coaching seat of Lyon. Thierry smiled, "Zhang is sarcastic of Lyon's lack of vision. Haha, we saw that the coach named Belkotic of Lyon was sitting there. This person must regret it now."

Vesto said hee. "This is Zhang Yang's 17th goal this season. This number of goals is also the number one scorer in Lyon! Don't forget that Zhang Yang only took eleven games to score these goals."

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Hollier stood on the sidelines and saw the whole process of Zhang Yang scoring. He was helpless about this conceding.

Lyon's 433 formation will be a big hidden danger when defending the wing. As long as the opponent has a player with fast speed and strong breakthrough ability, he will be very dangerous.

Taivo on the left side of the Marseille team has good speed, strength, technology, and awareness. Of course, he knew that Hollier also said before the game that he should pay attention to Taivo's defense, but unexpectedly, he gave the Marseille team a chance.

There is also Zhang Yang. Although he was very unhappy with the words of this young man before the game, he thought he was an arrogant and rude boy. However, when he saw this goal, Hollier had to admire the strength shown by this young man, who was full of energy, fast speed, firm and decisive in shooting, and smart in running positions.

Hollier suddenly realized that now is not the time to appreciate opponents, and Lyon must win this game. Although Lyon is far ahead of second place in the standings, if Lyon loses this game, Hollier's life will be difficult. Although Lyon's performance is good, Hollier, who is relatively conservative in tactics, has always received criticism. This is also one of the reasons why Hollier uses three forwards in this game. He wants to use offense to destroy the Marseille team and let those who accuse themselves of conservative tactics and not passionate enough shut up.

However, now it seems that the Marseille team scored more goals and was more passionate.

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The game has started again. With a chance to die, Hollier signaled to Maluda and continued to press forward, maintaining the pressure on the Marseille team, and did not make any other unnecessary arrangements.

Then he turned around and sat on the coach's seat, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, took a sip, and twisted the cap. Because he was not thirsty at all.

He thought he wouldn't be nervous and thought he would win the game, but this action betrayed him.

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ps: First update.
Chapter completed!