Fifteen minutes later, the second half began, and the two sides changed sides and fought again.

At the beginning of the second half, Paris Saint-Germain intended to launch a fierce attack and gained the lead in the situation between both sides.

However, they did not expect that the Marseille team, which was already leading by 3-0, had the same idea. The Marseille seemed to have forgotten the three-to-zero score and had no intention of slowing down the pace. When the whistle sounded at the beginning of the second half, they launched an offensive posture.

Paris Saint-Germain midfielder Roten controlled the ball at his feet, and he signaled Dorassu to come up and pick him up.

His intention was seen by Mawuba, who came up to approach Dorasu.

At this moment, Roten passed the ball, and the target was not Dorassu, but Adade who suddenly inserted into the other side.

Adard was about to stop the ball just now, but he was knocked to the ground by someone, and the ball was also snatched away.

"Foof!" the Paris narrator shouted.

"Beautiful intercepting the ball! Counterattack!" The Marseille narrator jumped up and shouted.

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The referee did not say anything, and he ignored the protests of the Paris Saint-Germain. This was obvious. There was no foul and the game continued.

This is when Louis suddenly rushed out of the penalty area and successfully grabbed it. He intercepted the ball from Adard's feet and passed the ball to Nasri. The latter immediately initiated an offensive in the middle. He passed the ball to Ribery. Ribery drew the ball to the frontcourt with a convenient high speed. After making a fake move to cut inside, he pushed the ball and Thorin inserted it to the ball, took two steps, and then took the ball into the penalty area!

Morientes jumped high and flew the ball to the side. Nasri, who was inserted, directly passed the ball to the goal. Zhang Yang understood the back row and inserted it at high speed. After holding on to the Paris Saint-Germain centre-back Yepes who was defending him in the penalty area, he directly shot!

Football pierced the Paris Saint-Germain goal for the fourth time in this game!

4:0!

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Zhang Yang performed a hat trick in the game!

"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 scored a hat trick!"

"This is his 18th goal in the Ligue 1 this season! Hat trick! Hat trick! Hat trick! Who dares to say that he is in a bad state now!"

"The 18th goal! This is Zhang Yang's 18th goal in the Ligue 1 this season! He is ahead of the scorer list! No one can pose a threat to him!"

"Zhang Yang!!!"

The commentators on the commentator seat were collectively crazy and hysterical.

"hat trick!!!"

Vesto shouted: "Hat trick! He did make a hat trick! When Zhang Yang scored two goals in the first half, the kid I would do would make a hat trick! He would definitely try his best to make 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 he comes from Mars, and I think it is the only reasonable explanation."

When Zhang Yang faced the coaching seat of Paris Saint-Germain again and stretched out three fingers toward it, the Marseille fans in the stands also went crazy. They waved their arms and stamped their feet, making deafening shouts: "Zhang Yang! Hat! Zhang Yang! Hat! Zhang Yang! Hat!!"

The commentators were all crazy. They stood up and shouted wildly, giving the young man various words of praise, and putting all the words of praise on the young man.

The whole stadium was in full swing, and everyone was shouting the name "Zhang Yang"!

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In the 76th minute, Marseille head coach Fernandez replaced Zhang Yang with Yagioi, allowing him to accept the cheers of all the fans and give this young man the highest courtesy!

After seeing the sign changing, all the Marseille fans stood up from their seats. The whole stadium was in full bloom, and there were endless thunderous applause sweeping in the stands.

Tens of thousands of home fans stood up and all stood up and applauded. This time, there was no need for live broadcast to lead, and all the fans shouted "Zhang Yang" in unison three times in a row.

Zhang Yang walked to the sidelines, raised his hands to applaud, responding to the applause of Marseille fans. At this moment, he is the stadium and the biggest star here.

The PSG fans in the stands did not even have the courage to boo. They were already afraid, they were afraid of being beaten by Zhang Yang. At this time, when they saw Zhang Yang being replaced, many PSG fans breathed a sigh of relief. The man brought great pressure to them on the court.

Will the infamous Paris fans be afraid of Zhang Yang? 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 fans. In their eyes, this person is so bad and hateful. However, there is no way to deal with him.

This monster... With him in one day, will we have a day to make a debut?

At this moment, the Paris Saint-Germain fans can be said to be the fans of the French Ligue 1 who most want to promote the transfer of other leagues. The reason is conceivable.

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Zhang Yang was out of the court, and the applause in the stands stopped, but it was replaced by the shouts of "Zhang Yang Zhang Yang". When Zhang Yang arrived on the bench, seeing the fans so enthusiastic, he had to stand up and applaud the fans on the scene many times in a row and thank the fans.

Marseille fans are using this method to thank Zhang Yang.

The hatred between Marseille and Paris has been around for a hundred years. The reason why the confrontation between the two teams is called the "France National Derby" shows the long history and the deep resentment.

Zhang Yang led the Marseille team to gain a comprehensive advantage when facing Paris Saint-Germain and even slaughtered Paris with a large score, which made Marseille fans very proud. They liked this young man so much.

As long as Zhang Yang is there, they don’t have to worry about not being able to win the game or worry about goals. For Marseille fans, what they have to do at this moment is to cheer for goals and for victory.

At this moment, although Marseille still lags behind Lyon in the 2006/2007 Ligue 1 standings, many fans firmly believe that they will catch up and eventually surpass Lyon to win the Ligue 1 championship this season.

The camera gives a close-up on the stands, in the main stands of the Villodham Stadium, a huge Marseille No. 9 jersey sways violently in the wind.

The surname above is the pride of this stadium - zhang!

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"Feifei. It's time to rest, but you won't rest!" Mother Liu Li knocked outside the door and urged.

"Mom, okay! OK! Let's go to bed now! It's urged to sleep. It's so long!" There was a clamor sound in the room that something fell to the ground, and then Liu Yifei's whisper.

Liu Li shook her head gently. Although Liu Yifei always gives a pure, classical, and a ladylike appearance in public, she is still a little lazy girl at home and in her boudoir. She is also a bit irritated in her work. She often stares alone for no reason...

"4:0! Marseille team led Paris Saint-Germain four goals at home. This 'France National Derby' has evolved into a complete massacre! And Chinese player Zhang Yang is the maker of this massacre!! Eighteen goals, he has already scored 18 goals in this season's league! Now it seems that he is completely possible to tie or even break the single-season Ligue 1 goal record set by himself in the French Ligue 1 last season!

All the Ligue 1 teams were trembling under his feet! This young man from China, an ordinary young man, has conquered this place, he is the prince of this stadium! Listen to the cheers of the entire stadium-". When Zhang Yang was replaced, the commentator of the court live broadcast of the game He Wei shouted excitedly: "Have such Zhang Yang! Marseille is recovering lost ground in the Ligue 1 team! Zhang Yang and his team are in excellent condition, who can defeat them?!"

Listening to the excited shouts of the commentator on the TV and the cheers and applause from the stadium on the scene that came through the TV, Liu Yifei was a little surprised, a little confused, and a little touched.

She didn't understand football. She was bored before going to bed and happened to see the sports channel. Liu Yifei had no love for sports. When she saw that the football game was being broadcast live, she felt boring. Her little head really couldn't figure out what it means to grab a ball on the court. However, just when she wanted to switch the station, she saw a "familiar" figure. To be precise, an unfamiliar, but it impressed her, or rather, a figure that was a bit annoying.

Zhang Yang, the guy who once made her feel embarrassed!

I don’t know what the reason is, but she hasn’t changed the channel anyway. After watching for a while, Zhang Yang was replaced. Listening to the cheers and applause 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 standing up several times in a row and applauding and thanking the stands. The camera was very good. After walking around the stands, countless people stood up, excited, smiling, and applauding.

"The entire Villoadham Stadium can accommodate more than 60,000 fans. At this moment, the fans of the venue stood up and gave Zhang Yang the greatest applause. This is the courtesy this young man deserves!" He Wei's voice sounded loudly again.

Liu Yifei was a little lost. Although she didn't understand football and had never watched it on the spot, she seemed to be able to feel the fanatical and exciting scenes in the TV scene at this time.

"That guy seems to be a big star..." Liu Yifei rubbed her little head in a daze.

‘Dongdongdongdongdong’—There was a knock outside the door, “Feifei, I’m not sleeping yet.”

"Okay, OK, I'm going to bed." Liu Yifei agreed, turned off the TV angrily, and got into the bed.

The next morning, while having breakfast, Liu Li looked at her daughter with a blame, "What did she do if she didn't sleep so late last night?"

"Oh." Liu Yifei drank a sip of milk, stuck out her tongue, and licked the remaining foam on her lips, "I'll watch a football game."

"Football? Game?" Liu Li was stunned. Why didn't she know when her baby daughter liked football?

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ps: First update.


Chapter completed!