Updated: 2012-09-15

Juninho's goal greatly boosted the morale of Lyon. Their offensive was slacking off. After the Marseille team led by four to one, they were a little relaxed. After Juninho scored, it was not that easy to concentrate their slacking thoughts.

For a moment, there was a panic in front of the Marseille goal.

The team was passive and there was no good opportunity in offense. However, Zhang Yang was not impatient. He was waiting and waiting for the opportunity. So when his team's defense was in danger, he also returned to defense. Even if Morientes went back, he was still staying in front.

Other players of the Marseille team have long been accustomed to this and have no complaints. In the Marseille team, head coach Fernandez gives Zhang Yang great room for activities and flexibility. For such a talented shooter, you don’t need to be too restrictive. Geniuses always have a genius’ understanding of football. You must know that Zhang Yang’s grasp of opportunities and goals has also amazed the head coach Fernandez.

For Zhang Yang personally, he believed that his teammates would be able to hold on, then pass the ball to the front, and leave the rest of the job to him. He received the football and then scored the football into the goal of Lyon! This is his job and a heavy burden.

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Maluda tried to break through Mawuba without success, and Mawuba cut off the football with a fierce tackle.

Mawuba passed the football to Nasri in front. Arau Diala saw that Nasri was very close to him and was hesitating whether to lean a little further, Nasri had already passed the ball and he passed the ball to Ribery.

At the same time, Zhang Yang suddenly moved towards the penalty area, and Arau Diala immediately followed. Zhang Yang looked back at the guy and slowed down his speed.

Thiago immediately rushed to Ribery and planned to take the opportunity to intercept the ball when Ribery stopped the ball. He didn't expect Ribery to pass the ball out while receiving the ball. When he was swinging his right leg normally forward, he picked up the ball and crossed over his head.

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Zhang Yang is waiting for this time!

He turned around and sprinted! Chasing the football.

"Oh no!" Alau Diyala's first reaction was to reach out and try to stop Zhang Yang by a tactical foul. However, he only caught the air, and Zhang Yang had accelerated. Diyala quickly chased after him, but the 190cm tall big man's back midfielder was really unfast. How could he catch up with Zhang Yang who had already started sprinting?

"Stop him! It's okay to make a foul!" Arau Diala shouted to the defenders.

With Lyon's offense just now, Marseille's only left-back Abidal and central defender Chris on the defense line.

Zhang Yang rushed to the landing point of the football. The football fell from the air, and Abidal rushed over from the front. Zhang Yang stretched out his right foot, and he looked up at the ball, as if he was about to stop the ball. Abidal quickly set off his posture, and he was waiting for the opportunity. At the moment when Zhang Yang stopped the football, he would decisively cut the ball.

Zhang Yang looked up at the ball, but his light was sweeping Abidal.

He knew what he should do when he saw Abidal's attitude.

Zhang Yang, who originally planned to stop the ball and then break through with speed, knew that as long as he stopped the ball, he would be intercepted by Abidal, and the chance of counterattack would be lost. Now, he is the one closest to the goal of the Marseille team to Lyon, and he cannot expect his teammates to support him.

At this moment, the effects that had been exercised in the dungeon for a long time were reflected, and those boring technical movements fermented at this moment. His inspiration appeared.

Zhang Yang lifted up his right ankle and shook his arms, and then stabbed the falling football directly between Abidal's legs. Then he twisted his body and walked around Abidal, who was still stunned!

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"Oh-oh-oh!! Beautiful stopping! This move is really wonderful!"

"it's beautiful!"

At this moment, Thiago, who was desperately returning to defense, arrived, and rushed towards Zhang Yang on a diagonal line, trying to intercept the ball.

At this time, Zhang Yang had completely entered the state of scoring the goal, and he had completely integrated into this process. The Green Field was his stage. He was performing with all his heart, just as he had practiced countless times in the dungeon. His right foot moved up the ball above the ball, and he also leaned left with the center of gravity. Just as Thiago was about to intercept Thiago, Zhang Yang instantly pushed the ball to the side with his left foot, and then immediately started, and wiped it from Thiago like a swallow.

Thiago, who desperately returned to defense, was exhausted and panting, not to mention that his center of gravity had been shaken by Zhang Yang and he did not make any effective reaction. He just subconsciously turned his head and wanted to pull Zhang Yang's jersey, but only saw Zhang Yang's back disappearing in the rain and fog...

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Now Chris is the only one who stands in front of Zhang Yang.

Facing Chris' defense, Chang Yang had a smile on his face.

There was a voice in his heart that was roaring, it was this time!

The heart is moved, and the ‘Marseille Rotational Experience Card’ is activated.

I saw his left foot sticking forward, step on the ball and pulling it inside of his body, then turn around 360 degrees, lift his left foot again, and use his foot arch to control the ball under his feet...

"Marseille gyration..."

Chris was completely stunned. He had an illusion that he was not facing this Chinese guy, but Zidane of Real Madrid! Lyon had fought with Real Madrid in the first two seasons, and Zidane had passed Chris like this.

Chris even felt that Zhang Yang's Marseille swing was even more standard than Zidane's one!

Damn, what am I thinking? Chris was shocked, but he could no longer stop Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang had already passed by Chris' side with the ball, leaving only the depressed look of the Brazilian central defender in the camera.

“Beautiful!”

“Extremely beautiful!”

"O God, Marseille Circle, this is the textbook Marseille Circle."

"I seemed to see Qi Zu swivel over me in training with Marseille." The commentator Du Gary stood up and exclaimed.

The fans and commentators are going crazy!

The camera also followed this young man under 21 years old. Zhang Yang raised his head and could see the rain on his face and a little mud on the corner of his mouth...

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Now the only goalkeeper of Lyon is Lyon, Kupe, who is standing in front of Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang felt his chest hot.

Every time, every time, every goal, he was extremely excited. This young man regarded the stadium as his battlefield and enjoyed the pleasure of scoring. He raised his hands and fell, his head fell to the ground, and a scarlet red splashed on the white feathers.

He wants to tell everyone that this is a night of yang!

This young man longs for his own legend.

Now, there is nothing to stop Zhang Yang!

Facing Kupei.

There was an inexplicable desire in Zhang Yang's chest, which could even be said to be a manic mood. He did not choose the speed-up that he was best at and then hit the goalkeeper and shot. He lifted his right foot slightly, pretended to shoot, and at the same time he leaned forward, stepped on the ball and pulled it into the inside of his body, then turned around 360 degrees, raised his left foot again, and controlled the ball under his feet with his foot arch... This was another Marseille spiral, but in the eyes of many people, the movements seemed to be not coherent than before.

Immediately, Zhang Yang raised his right toe and flew up, crossing the head of Kupe, who was kneeling on the ground in a little embarrassed manner by his "Marseille swing" movement, and flew towards the goal!

Spoon hang!

Then, everyone looked at the football and saw the arc. After reaching the highest point, they fell, fell, fell, and fell into the net... and the stars were shaking all over the sky.

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“zhang——on——buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut!”

"Incredible goal!"

"Zhang Yang-He scored a goal that could be put into the museum's collection!"

"God, so beautiful! Zhang Yang! His third goal in today's game!"

"hat trick!"

"I'm wearing a hat!"

"This will be the best goal in the French Ligue 1 this season-" commentator Vesto shouted loudly, "No, this will be one of the best goals in the history of the French Ligue 1, no, not one, the most beautiful goal!" He was so excited that he refused what he said in his mouth, but the fans in front of the TV would not blame the commentator because they were also so excited and excited by the ball.

"Five to two, Marseille expanded the score again! The goal was Zhang Yang, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, and we can no longer find the right words to describe the wonderfulness of this ball... 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, five to two!! They once again led Lyon three goals!

The victory of the game has been decided, and even God cannot stop Zhang Yang from helping the team win!

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After scoring the goal, Zhang Yang ignored his teammate Ribery's intention to come up to celebrate and ran directly behind the goal, facing the front of the Lyon fans' stands, then flew up and stomped on the billboard, then kicked three feet, and then stopped, looking at the Lyon fans in the stands, and raised their heads provocatively.

Although he didn't say anything in the whole process, he already understood the meaning: Come on, don't you hate me? I'm standing here and scoring your goals. If you have the ability, you can catch up! If you can't get down, just watch it, watch me slap you with the goal! Watch me score, score one, two, three, and hat tricks! Are you happy with these guys?!

Those radical fans of Lyon have been insulting his family, and he has long been holding his breath to vent!

What is the answer to the singular?

Boo and countless middle fingers.

But Zhang Yang didn't care. When he smiled, the rain seemed to be getting heavy. The cold rain poured on Zhang Yang's head. However, he ignored it and just faced the Lyon fans on the entire court with this provocative attitude.

Don't back down!

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