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Chapter 238 Shrimp and Pig Heart

Chapter 238 Shrimp and Pig Heart

Gao Yuyang never knew that there were such a group of fans waiting to make trouble for him.

Now he is on the rise, although the sideline game has entered injury time, he really almost got the chance to score twice in his debut.

After Lucas Moura broke through from the wing, he passed the ball low to the center. Gao Yuyang was waiting for the opportunity to make up for an empty goal at the back point, but Cavani snatched the opportunity before him— —The important thing is not scoring!

A shot went straight to Mandanda's belly.

"what--"

Gao Yuyang roared anxiously, if he can score twice in the first Ligue [-] game of his career... Although this is a bit like metaphysics, the first show of Gamba's career is to score two goals alone, and the dreamy start can only be achieved later s story.

He turned his head and stared at Cavani, just as the Uruguayan missed this opportunity, he turned his head subconsciously.

Looking at Gao Yuyang, he just shrugged slightly: "Ha! Gao, sorry, I didn't see you."

This reason... I am convinced.

Gao Yuyang endured it, after all, he is new here, give him a thumbs up, you can experience it yourself.

Fortunately, the result was satisfactory. Amid the tsunami-like shouts of the Marseille fans, until the referee's final whistle sounded, Paris Saint-Germain defeated Marseille 2:1.

"A perfect victory!"

Almost at the end of the game, Fagoli raised his arms and shouted: "Despite Marseille's resistance, everything is destined to be in vain in front of the impeccable performance of the genius of Paris. The blow of this genius comes from high, no doubt The best player in this game should also belong to him! At least this game proves that Mr. Nasser is extremely wise and correct! How many people like me are looking forward to his next performance? Let's see what will happen in the next game! This is France National TV One, I am your old friend Fagoli Nkunku, see you next time!"

After turning off the headset, Gao Yuyang's goal was still replaying in Fagoli's mind.

"What a genius!" He couldn't help sighing secretly.

At the same time, in the studio of CCTV, He Wei also sighed: "Paris Saint-Germain has won [-] consecutive victories in the season, but today's victory is thanks to Gao Yuyang, which is surprisingly similar to a few months ago. Another field once again showed his talent and big scene ability, and it seems that everything is really perfect, the first Asian player to score a goal in the history of the French national derby, I wish him all the best in the future."

Gao Sheng sat in front of the TV and drank the last sip of strong tea. It was six o'clock in the morning Beijing time, and the sky was already slightly bright. He glanced out the window and couldn't hold back the smile on his face.He didn't intend to sleep again, so he walked out of the door with his overcoat on, and shouted loudly: "Hey, old Wang! Did you call it a day? Let's continue! You still don't accept it, hahaha, look at me You kill a man and turn his back on his back!"

The first show was perfect, and this kind of performance once again made a group of fans standing in front of the emperor who knew the ball directly overwhelmed.

"666!"

"Gao Yuyang is amazing!"

"Show off the sky! This goal, I ask who dares to dissatisfy?"

"The best goal of the season, who is for it and who is against it?"

"@东昌GOAL 球王, proven strength, is now the GOAL champion in Paris!"

"The goal is really awesome, but it still feels weird to cheer Gao Yuyang on the Yangba platform. Sigh... I can also hear He Wei's helplessness."

After the game, Gao Yuyang was well-deservedly named the best player in the game. For the first time in Ligue [-], he won a trophy at the Velotrom Stadium.

"This trophy...is it full moon?"

Gao Yuyang couldn't help joking. He just heard that there was still a trophy to be won, so he was ready to open his arms, but the trophy he got was only as big as a thumb.

However, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and it is still at the home court of the Derby opponent.

Gao Yuyang had a great time by himself, and he was surrounded by wild boos from Marseille fans.

Zlatan Ibrahimovic watched the scene with a gloomy face in his villa, took out his mobile phone and dialed his agent Mino Raiola.

"Mino, my time in Paris is over."

His wife, Helena, snuggled up on the sofa with him. Hearing her husband's call, she looked up and asked, "Honey, have you really decided to change places?"

"Of course." Ibrahimovic pointed to the TV: "Since replacing me with a young guy, it proves that they don't need me anymore. This is in line with the style of the Qatari chairman. Change places, dear, I will Prove to everyone that I, Zlatan, am not old!"

Helena leaned closer and kissed Ibrahimovic: "You can do it, I believe in you, honey!"

……

After the game, Blanc walked into the locker room and looked directly at Gao Yuyang.

"Gao, are you ready? Come face the reporter with me."

Gao Yuyang was stunned for a moment, and Blanco added: "The best player on the spot must attend the post-match press conference. This is the default rule."

He thought Gao Yuyang didn't know, but in fact...

"Sir, I don't quite understand the rules here, what should I do?"

Blanc turned his head slightly: "Gao, this is not the first time for you. It's different here from Japan. You can say whatever you want. Ligue [-] is an open league, so follow your own rules." idea."

"Oh……"

Now I understand, the old method can still be used.

Hey, ladies and gentlemen, let me see who is born to be mean?

……

The post-match press conference hall of the national derby was the most spacious that Gao Yuyang had ever seen, and indeed many people came, and many of the reporters came for him.

According to the rules, the home team reporters can get more questions.

A reporter who claimed to be from the Marseille "Herald" stood up, looked at Gao Yuyang with a sullen face, and asked, "Did you feel the challenge from the national derby in your first Ligue [-] game?"

Gao Yuyang noticed that the other party's eyes were full of unkindness, so he laughed.

He can understand, after all, this is Marseille's home field!

But... isn't this person really an idiot?

"The first time I heard before the game it was a Clasico in France and I was honored to be there. I did feel the difference - I thought it was going to be a Barcelona-Real Madrid rivalry because it's the Clasico after all. Derby."

As soon as Gao Yuyang finished speaking, some of the reporters present laughed wantonly.

"Hahahaha!"

"I like Gao, he told the truth!"

"Look at the expressions of the Maasai people!"

And at least half of the home team reporters all stood up suddenly, their expressions changed.

Seeing this scene, the press officer hurriedly explained that there was only one last question left, which was given to the visiting team reporter—even though he was also from Marseilles, if something serious happened, he, a mere press officer, would not be able to deal with it.

Gao Yuyang's words offended the reporters of the home team, and another reporter said, "There is not only one national derby in a season, God will not always bless you!"

He raised his head to look at the reporter, and then glanced at the expressions around him. Gao Yuyang stood up and left. The Marseille reporters were a little proud.

Is this an admission?

Look, it must be luck!How could he have such strength!

Blanco was a little surprised, why did Gao leave?

The game has been won, is it necessary to admit defeat to the Maasai people at this time?

Almost at the door, Gao Yuyang stopped and looked at the smug reporters all over the room.

"Then I wait for God to bless Marseille and let you have the strength to beat Paris!"

After leaving the next sentence, Gao Yuyang left directly, not arguing with idiots.

A group of Marseille reporters stared at each other, full of anger.

The reporters in Paris watched a good show, and put Gao Yuyang on the headlines that night.

The Xiaoqiudi APP editor is also very responsible, and immediately pushed the gags of Gao Yuyang's post-match scene to the homepage.

"Shrimp and pig's heart! Gao Yuyang mocked Marseille after winning the first goal in Ligue [-]!"

The comment area was suddenly full of joy.

"Shrimp and pig heart, I like Gao Yuyang like this!"

"You guys have to get used to Marseille slowly! I'm afraid you don't know what Gao Yuyang is best at!"

"Gao Yuyang is now 100% a Parisian!"

"I'm a little worried about the safety of the golf king in Paris... Well, after all, I've always regarded him as his own, but it's over if I enjoy watching it!"

Dai Jun is typing on the keyboard in his rented apartment.

On the domestic side, the boss has already lost his temper, because Gao Yuyang hasn't updated an article in his overseas study news column for a few days, and he was woken up early this morning by a phone call from overseas.

"Do you still want to do it?"

He had been waiting for the game tonight, and the final result was perfect.

Dai Jun pressed the last button, still with a smile on his face——

"From Gao Yuyang's first goal in Ligue [-] and after the game: what kind of players do we need?"

(End of this chapter)