Marseille team doctor Edward is helping Zhang Yang check his injuries. Marseille head coach Fernandez sighed. He had already made Paggis on the bench warm up. Although Zhang Yang's injury is still uncertain, Fernandez still needs to prepare first, he should be in case.

In fact, on the bench of Marseille, there are two strikers, Czech high center forward Jan Kohler and French local scorer, veteran Pagis. However, Jan Kohler is not the kind of striker who is very fast. His position is more of a tower in the penalty area, and his position will conflict with Morientes after he comes on the court. Therefore, Fernandez still prefers Pagis. Of course, this is also a helpless move. If Zhang Yang is fine, it is the best! []

"Pages got up and warmed up, and it looked badly unoptimistic." The commentator obviously noticed the situation on the bench of the Marseille team.

At this time, there was some chaos on the court. Marseille players flocked to the referee and Traore planned to seek revenge. Paris Saint-Germain players were separated by them. Both sides were a little excited and pushed. Some people took the opportunity to take revenge and complain.

"The referee only showed Traore one yellow card, which is the reason why the Marseille players are dissatisfied. Obviously, they hope Traore will be sent off directly with a red card?" said a commentator.

"The players in Marseille are very dissatisfied, but their dissatisfaction is understandable. Let's look at this foul. Well, this foul is indeed very serious from the visual effect. If the referee directly sends Traore off a red card..."

"The Marseilles are protesting, but on the other hand, it is understandable that the referee gives a yellow card. After all, this is Paris Saint-Germain's home court..." said a commentator, but this was not known whether he was speaking for Paris Saint-Germain or sarcasm.

Marseille's commentator was worried: "Edward is checking Zhang Yang's injuries, I hope there is no big problem." He said that, but Marseille's commentator was still worried, after all, Traore's foul action just now did look too cruel.

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"Listen to me. Man. I didn't mean it. Hey, I really didn't mean it... Calm down, I didn't mean it..." Traore looked at Ribery who was coming back fiercely, feeling a little scared and explaining something. But to be honest, when he kicked Zhang Yang down, he was really nervous, for fear that the referee would give him a red card. Now that he got the cheap, he naturally had to be honest. At the same time, it was not ruled out that Traore was a bad guy. The Marili tried to anger Ribery and let this irritable boy burst out.

Ribery looked at him with a cold face. He really wanted to punch this guy, but he was hugged by Morientes, otherwise he might have taken action after a heat on his forehead just now.

"Calm down, Frank."

Ribery snorted heavily, "Let go." Then she broke free from Morientes' pull and walked over to see Zhang Yang's injuries. Morientes smiled bitterly. He could understand Ribery's mood. This guy who looked a bit fierce was actually not difficult to get along with.

"This is obviously a foul that can directly give a red card!" Some other Marseille players surrounded the referee and protested loudly.

"This action is totally intentional injury!"

When they heard the Marseille players say this, the Paris Saint-Germain players were unhappy. They just saw that the referee only showed yellow cards to Traore. After getting the advantage, they didn't want to say anything. Now they can't help it.

"Which eye did you see it intentionally hurt someone?"

"It's obviously an accident."

The scene was in chaos.

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The players on both sides were pulling and pulling, and Ribery was asking about Zhang Yang's injuries.

"Edward, how is Zhang?"

Edward shook his head, and then he saw Ribery's face change, and then frowned and said, "It seems that the problem is not big now, but you have to walk around the sidelines and observe it."

Ribery was relieved when he heard Edward say this. Then he helped Edward escort Zhang Yang to the sidelines for further examination and treatment.

Just as Zhang Yang was on the sidelines, accompanied by team doctor Edward, while conducting a slow-travel inspection, the skirmish on the court had been stopped by the referee. Louis on the Marseille side received a yellow card because of emotional protests. Roten on the Paris Saint-Germain side was also warned by a yellow card. Only then did the two sides calm down.

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The game continues.

Marseille free kick.

Nasri wanted to attack directly, but his free kick failed to pass the wall and was blocked by Paris Saint-Germain's wall. The ball was headed by Mavuba again to Nasri, who divided the ball and Ribery got the ball.

Ribery dribbled the ball directly and passed Armand. After the breakthrough, the "Scar Man" did not choose to cross directly, but cut directly inside. He was still continuing to rush in, intending to hit Huanglong directly!

Jepez, who was originally guarding Morientes, cursed inwardly and forced him to make up for the defense. The only way behind him was to leave the rest of his teammates.

Ribery still wants to break through. However, he can play in the penalty area too little space. Yepas is more experienced and poked the ball out of the bottom line.

Marseille won a corner kick.

"The Marseille team got the corner kick, this is their chance!"

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Side by.

"How is it?" Fernandez hurried over and asked with concern.

"No big problem." Team doctor Edward saw Zhang Yang walking slowly by himself. At first, he walked slowly cautiously, but later he trotted a little. Finally, he felt relieved.

It's fine if it's okay, Fernandez feels relieved.

"However, for the sake of safety, you'd better consider changing him, too," Edward said again.

Fernandez frowned, he hesitated a little. At this moment, Zhang Yang heard the team doctor say this and quickly said, "Coach, I'm fine. I can play."

The team doctor suggested that it would be better to replace the player, while the player himself said it was okay. Fernandez looked at the team doctor Edward. At this time, he had to consider the team doctor's final opinion.

"Mr. Edward." Zhang Yang shouted, and then he saw the team doctor smiled bitterly, "If he wants, let him continue the game." Zhang Yang smiled happily. He didn't want to be replaced just like this. In this game, he hoped that he could perform better, and he wanted to score a goal.

Seeing the team doctor nodding, Fernandez also made a decision not to replace people for the time being. In fact, it is really impossible to find a suitable substitute for Zhang Yang in the Marseille team.

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Nasri passed the corner kick that was taken by the penalty area. The tall and powerful Louis grabbed the ball's landing point. His header was very threatening and almost rubbed the post and went out of the baseline.

The Paris Saint-Germain fans in the stands at Princes Stadium were shocked by Louis' header. After seeing the team escaped, they immediately counterattacked.

A harsh boo sounded.

Zhang Yang followed the fourth official, and he stood on the sidelines and was about to play, but the head coach did not seem to see him, so he could not play until the referee made a gesture to allow him to play.

Paris fans obviously noticed Zhang Yang in the stands.

At this moment, Zhang Yang heard the strange sound from the Paris fans in the stands.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Zhang Yang immediately frowned. He knew what the voice was. The Paris fans at home were imitating the call of monkeys. This was the practice of some extreme fans attacking and discriminating against non-white players. In fact, France is not as beautiful as some media promotes and reports. In this country, racial discrimination is common. French people always treat outsiders with arrogant attitude, even roughness.

They treat all races of different skin colors as monkeys. Black players are black monkeys, then Zhang Yang is yellow people, so in their eyes, they are naturally "yellow-skinned monkeys".

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Zhang Yang's face looked very bad. He didn't know whether these Paris fans were insulting themselves as 'yellow monkeys' or attacking their friend, the black player Louis, but in any case, he was not able to tolerate and accept it. He turned his head and said to the fourth official, "Did you hear it?"

The fourth official's face was a little stiff, and he didn't say anything. At this time, the referee also saw Zhang Yang and waved his hand to signal that he could go on the field. This saved the fourth official. He also waved his hand to signal Zhang Yang to go on the field quickly.

Zhang Yang stared at the fourth official, ignored the person, and ran into the stadium with great strides.

At this moment, the "Woooooooooooooooo" sound in the stands suddenly became louder!

At this time, there was no doubt that these Paris fans were going for Zhang Yang, who were attacking Marseille No. 9 in this dirtiest way!

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The Paris fans' strange screams from monkeys are so loud that they can be clearly transmitted to the audience in front of the TV through the broadcasting equipment.

At this moment, the live director of the Princes Stadium obviously knew what was going on. In fact, all the media reporters on the scene knew what was going on. Racial discrimination is not new in France. As the most xenophobic Parisian, it discriminated against all outsiders.

Zhang Yang ran into the court with a pale face. His expression was so ugly that everyone could see him holding back his anger. Even Nasri, who had a good relationship with him, was shocked by Zhang Yang's expression.

Louis also noticed Zhang Yang's emotions. He came over and said to his friend, "Zhang, calm down and just act like they don't exist."

"When they don't exist?" Zhang Yang asked back.

Louis also had an angry expression on his face, but he still sighed, "I have experienced this kind of thing several times. You have no choice but to say to yourself, and you will endure it."

"I'll just endure it..." Zhang Yang recited this sentence silently, then he looked up and said something inexplicable to his good friend, "This is not over."

Louis scratched his head, looked at his friend in surprise, Zhang Yang patted his shoulder, and ran to the frontcourt.

Parisians, this matter is endless! I don’t care whether you insult me ​​or my friends, in any case, this matter is endless.

Some things can be tolerated, but some things cannot be tolerated!

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ps: The third update. Please collect it, support from the red ticket.

I recommend my good friend Bill Gaizi's competitive masterpiece "Legendary Godfather". Gaizi has encountered some things like Zhutou recently, so the update is a bit unsatisfactory. However, I chatted with him a few days ago and heard that his affairs have been resolved. Zhutou is also very happy. There are always some trivial things in life that are not satisfactory, and it is the best thing to be able to pass. Zhutou also made an appointment with Guizi to work hard next month to repay everyone's support.
Chapter completed!