Seeing Zhang Yang still finishing the shot under the pull of Jepez, he shot the ball into the goal, Paris Saint-Germain's head coach Laconbu looked angry and desperate on his face.

Kalu's goal just now gave him hope, and now, just five minutes later, this hope has been strangled.

He could already imagine that after the team lost this game, his coach position, which was already a little unstable, was even more unreliable. The get out of class might be dismissed at any time.

The madness caused by Zhang Yang's goal continued. The Marseille commentator would lose his voice for a few days after this game. He was still shouting: "3:1! 3:1! We will lead two goals again! The guys are doing beautifully! Don't give Parisians any chance to be lucky!"

The grudge between Marseille and Paris is evident. In the words of the French media, if Marseille can defeat Paris in this game, Fernandez's position as coach will be more stable, and any player who helps Marseille win this game will be regarded as a hero by Marseille fans.

For example, Brazilian star Kaka, who is now at the peak of AC Milan, was quickly accepted by AC Milan fans after coming to the Ross and Blacks. This Kaka's goal in the Milan derby is directly related.

Of course, Zhang Yang was already the darling of Marseille fans before, and his goal in the match against Paris Saint-Germain has made him even more popular.

In this game, the Villodem Stadium was packed, with about 60,000 fans coming to watch the game, but there were more fans who did not get tickets. At this moment, in the square outside the stadium, in countless bars, Marseille fans cheered and raised their glasses to celebrate.

Killing arch rival Paris is the happiest time for Marseille fans every season. In fact, given the similar strength of the two teams, it is rare to lead the score by two goals.

Can they not be excited?

※※※※※※※※※※

The progress of the second half of this game made everyone stunned, or it could be said that it was just a big cry.

After Zhang Yang scored this goal and changed the score to 3:1, the goals did not end here, but one after another.

In the 63rd minute, Paris Saint-Germain defender Rozenal fouled Nasri and Marseille won a free kick in the frontcourt.

Fabio Celestini took the free kick, which played a role in the height advantage of Jan Kohler, who had a beautiful header and the ball entered.

4:1!

Marseille widened the score gap to three goals.

"It's 4:1! The Marseilles have already held the victory in their hands."

"The Parisians have never lost so badly in the 'national derby'. They were three goals behind Marseille, which was a disastrous failure."

Just when the commentators were sentenced to death for Paris Saint-Germain, the Parisian scored a goal.

In the 71st minute, Kalu assisted Pauletta to score a goal, setting the score to 2:4! The suspense of victory and loss seemed to be ignited again.

※※※※※※※※※※

In the 79th minute, Zhang Yang received a pass from Nasri. When he dribbled the ball at the front of the penalty area for opportunities, he was knocked down by Paris Saint-Germain defender Rozenal. Rozenal was the sinner who made a mistake when Zhang Yang scored the third goal of the Marseille team. After that, Rozenal, who knew that he had made a big mistake, hated Zhang Yang so much that he hated him.

Zhang Yang's fall caused a small chaos. The Marseille players surrounded the foul Lozenar and glared at him. The Paris Saint-Germain players were obviously unwilling to let their people be bullied. The two sides "entangled together" and pushed and shoved.

The huge booing at the Villodham Stadium seemed to fuel the conflict.

※※※※※※※※※※

The referee awarded a free kick to Marseille.

"I'll play this ball." Zhang Yang, who was irritated by Rozenal, said to Nasri, who was planning to take the free kick.

"But..." Nasri was a little hesitant. It was not that he was unwilling to do so, but that Fernandez had already explained the team's free throw order and could not be changed. He and Ribery were the team's two free throwers.

"Let me do it! Samir!" Zhang Yang's tone was strengthened.

Nasri glanced at Zhang Yang, nodded, and handed the football to Zhang Yang.

Seeing Zhang Yang standing at the free throw point and seemed to be preparing to take the free kick, the commentators were surprised. I didn't hear that this kid had outstanding free kick skills. Zhang Yang's long shot was pretty good, and he scored too long shots, but Zhang Yang's long shot was more of a winning goal with strength.

Sure enough, Zhang Yang's free kick was mainly shot hard.

Although the free kick was not scored, it was extremely powerful and fast, almost rubbing the crossbar and out of the baseline, which seemed quite threatening. Marseille fans also gave Zhang Yang another applause.

"This kid's shooting power is really great." Galliani shrank his neck, and the goal Zhang Yang scored just now also shot with a burst of shot.

Braida nodded. He remembered the introduction of Zhang Yang in the "Team News" that this young man had a great shot, and many shots were like this.

"Some people in France say his shot is like Batistuta," Braida said suddenly.

Galliani glanced at Braida and said nothing.

※※※※※※※※※※

Zhang Yang retreated to the midfield and asked for the ball. He received a pass from Fabio Celestini and turned around to dribble the ball. This time, Dorasu was defending him.

Zhang Yang knocked the ball to Ribery, and Ribery knocked it back to him. He pulled the ball horizontally, and this time he chose to continue dribbling. Dorassu immediately followed Zhang Yang. Obviously, in his eyes, Zhang Yang was equivalent to a threat.

Zhang Yang glanced at the scene - Yu Guangzhong, and saw a sky blue player following him. It was Nasri. Zhang Yang stepped on the football under his feet and looked at Nasri who came to meet him, making everyone think he was going to pass the ball to this obvious target, especially to make Dorassu, who followed him, believe it.

Dorasus was indeed fooled. When he saw Zhang Yang trolling the ball with his right foot, he thought Zhang Yang was going to pass the ball to Nasri, and immediately moved the center of gravity, but he did not expect that Zhang Yang dunked the ball again, then knocked his heel and handed the ball to Roddy Scarzell who was inserted from the middle.

"Beautiful!" Vesto praised him endlessly. Zhang Yang was very smart. He was a player who likes to play football on the court.

After Zhang Yang passed the ball to Rodi Scarzer, he immediately accelerated and ran towards the penalty area. After Dorasu hesitated for a while, he still rushed to Rodi Scarzer who was getting the ball.

Roddy Scarzell did not give Dorasu a chance to steal the ball. He used the ball to pass the ball directly. Taivo inserted it from the side and drove the ball to break through at high speed along the left.

Taiwo stopped near the bottom line and hopped the ball into the penalty area.

※※※※※※※※※※

Seeing Zhang Yang interspersed into the penalty area, Yepas immediately followed.

Taiwo's cross was not looking for the point Zhang Yang, but the ball was passed to Jankoler.

This also made Paris Saint-Germain's defenders nervous, and the Czech tall guy's 202cm height advantage is obvious.

Jankoler was heading the ball towards the ball. Rozenal, who was defending him, almost hugged Jankoler's waist, which made it difficult for Czech high center forward to exert force. Such a header was hard to be a real threat. Fortunately, his height advantage was still there, and he glanced at a sky blue from the outskirts of his eyes, and at the same time, he shook his head and headed the ball.

Everyone was attracted by Jan Kohler's actions, and no one suspected that this would be a header. Paris Saint-Germain goalkeeper Letizi had already made a save. Then he noticed that the ball was wrong - this was not a header, but a pass!

"Heading the ball!"

Who are you going to pass this to?

The camera followed the ball and found the person who was catching the ball.

He stretched out his right foot, hooked the rapidly rotating football from the air, and removed it. It was Zhang Yang, who immediately caught the ball's line and rushed to the ball's landing point.

"Dangerous!" Yepes immediately rushed towards Zhang Yang in shock. Just now, Zhang Yang suddenly started to pounce on the ball, and Yepes was completely slowed down.

※※※※※※※※※※

Yepas was still a step slower. Zhang Yang gently paddled the football with his knees, stretched his body, leaned back, and facing the football, it was a very stretched shot!

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh !! The golden hook up in the upside down!!!" Visto jumped up in the commentary seat. Thierry also did the same moves as him, countless fans in front of the TV, and many fans at the scene. Many people jumped up with their arms raised.

The whole person's body completely leaned back, so he flew into the air, and his right foot was straightened, just like a opened bow and arrow. The football was the shot bow and arrow, and the football flew straight towards the goal!

Paris Saint-Germain goalkeeper Letizi did not react at all to Zhang Yang's shot, and he didn't even have time to make a symbolic save.

After completing the shot, Zhang Yang fell heavily to the ground, and he rolled a few times to protect himself from injury. At this time, what he wanted to know most was whether the ball had entered. He rushed to the ball landing point just now. It was completely impossible to head or stop the ball. He subconsciously chose the most direct shooting action. He was really not sure whether the ball could be entered. However, for a shooter, he had already done his best.

Zhang Yang didn’t know if the ball had entered, but soon the tsunami cheers of the Villoadham Stadium told him the final result - the ball had entered!!

※※※※※※※※※※

""unbut!!!!!!!!!unbut!!!unbut!!!unbut!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!——zhang!!!”

The Villodham Stadium made a loud "boom" sound, like a thunderclap.

Fernandez raised his arms high and clenched his fists tightly. He ran on the sidelines to celebrate the goal. The old coach was so excited that he waved his arm to the sky with force, and slipped under his feet and almost fell down.

Zhang Yang heard the cheers and knew that the ball had entered. He got up and was so excited that he was so excited that he had to put the gold hook in the opposite direction. Such a goal is a great pride for any shooter!

He pounded his chest hard and vented his excitement. By his side, the Paris Saint-Germain players were silent. They looked at the young man who was celebrating freely in their penalty area. Zhang Yang's goal gave them a huge blow.

This young man seems invincible. He can always score goals.

Zhang Yang's goal completely defeated the Parisian's fighting spirit!

They even had the illusion that no matter how hard they tried to catch up, no matter how many goals they scored, the kid was able to score and cruelly extinguished their hope of equalizing the score.

Zhang Yang raised his hat trick!

Marseille 5:3 Paris Saint-Germain!

This is also the final score of this 'French National Derby'!

※※※※※※※※※※

ps: The second update, I have a little cold, I will update two today and will continue to update three tomorrow.

Please collect and support the red ticket.
Chapter completed!