Chapter 246 Are these people sick? !
Chapter 246 Are these people sick? !
Chapter 246 Are these people sick? !
Gao Yuyang mustered all his energy, this was the first time someone had forcibly intercepted a goal.
I have to make one today, otherwise it won't be finished!
He has this kind of determination, but Blanco's instruction is to withdraw the formation and slow down the rhythm.
In a one-round knockout cup match, only a coach with a bad mind can keep the team in a high position and fast attack.What's more, in Blanco's plan, this game is a warm-up for the next week's Champions League knockout round.
But this is a bit unfriendly to Gao Yuyang.
He held Umtiti firmly in front, and it was difficult to even raise his hand to ask for the ball. As a result, his teammates fell directly in the backcourt after getting the ball.
"What is this??"
Of course, Gao Yuyang knew what his teammates wanted to do, they just wanted to be safe, and no one wanted to make great efforts at such a time.
But he couldn't agree that if his teammates didn't pass the ball up, he would run up and ask for the ball himself.
Umtiti thought about it behind him, and gave up marking Gao Yuyang. As a striker, if he is willing to return to the midfield, let him go. It is directly equivalent to abolishing half of his strength.
"Marco!"
The ball just passed to Verratti's feet. Hearing Gao Yuyang's shout, Verratti subconsciously pushed the ball to Gao Yuyang.
"On the road!" Gao Yuyang praised the Italian in his heart, and pulled the ball to the right to complete his turn.
Verratti originally wanted to play a two-for-one match, but Gao Yuyang chose to turn around directly.
"High, be careful!"
Seeing the opponent's midfielder Toliso sliding the shovel, he subconsciously shouted.Based on his perception, Gao Yuyang's tempo should not be faster than the other party's.
That's because he didn't know enough. In training, Gao Yuyang showed more of his heading ability, and didn't show all kinds of tricks-this has something to do with Blanco's positioning of Gao Yuyang.
In fact, facing this kind of tackle, Gao Yuyang was so familiar with it that he even turned his body around and gently picked up the ball with his toes.
In the Asian arena, he used this trick to pick the ball and kill defenders in seconds. There were not enough fingers. It was the first time he used it in Ligue [-]. He was not familiar with the rhythm of the players here, so Gao Yuyang was even more scrambling for time.
His choice was absolutely correct, almost at the moment he picked up the ball, Tolisso's right leg had already lifted up, and almost touched the ball - but still almost, Gao Yuyang's ball went directly past his leg , and at the same time the whole person jumped up to avoid his sliding shovel, and landed forward again.
"God——" Seeing Gao Yuyang show this kind of operation for the first time, Fagoli was shocked from ear to ear: "Gao tricked poor Corentin Tolisso with a hurdling action, and he is still there Continue to accelerate! Accelerate! Gao, does that coward Umtiti dare to come up? Hahahaha!"
Umtiti did hesitate for a while, and he was also surprised. He didn't react until Gao Yuyang landed and took the next step.
At this time, Gao Yuyang had already chosen to push the ball to Cavani on the left. If he had changed his opponent, he would never have chosen to do so, but at this time Cavani had a better chance.
A pass directly sent a single shot, Cavani overtook Lyon's right winger Ferry along the left wing, and went straight to the penalty area.
"Perfect! Great pass from Gao! Edinson Cavani! He had a hat-trick today!"
However, Cavani cut into the penalty area, but did not shoot, but pushed the ball across the middle.
With a faster sprint speed than Cavani, Gao Yuyang rushed in to outflank the middle. Not only did Umtiti fail to keep up with his off-ball running position, but even the central defender Morell, who was originally lagging behind at the front of the penalty area, didn't notice. Turning his head, he was horrified to find that the big man had rushed into the penalty area.
Anthony Lopez almost slipped out of the goal. Gao Yuyang had already reached him, but he had to pull out his teeth. He rushed forward with his whole body, and stretched out his hands to grab the ball in his arms forcibly.
The ball was hugged, but he also hugged Gao Yuyang's right leg at the same time.
The two fell in the penalty area at the same time. Gao Yuyang looked at the referee immediately, and Anthony Lopez simply curled up in a ball and curled up on the spot.
"It's a penalty kick! A penalty kick! The Lyon goalkeeper stumbled when it was impossible to get the ball!" Fagoli shouted immediately.
Gao Yuyang also looked at the referee. He felt that the level of referees in Ligue [-] was higher than that in Asia. He could feel that he had touched the ball first.
But the referee blew his whistle, not for a penalty, but for him to hit the goalkeeper.
Gao Yuyang quit now.
"Mr. Referee, are you serious? I fell, I fell! Ugh... I hit the ball first, and he tripped me!"
Gao Yuyang was so anxious that he blushed. At this time, he really hated his vocabulary. His daily French has improved rapidly, but his professional vocabulary is still far behind. He wanted to explain the ball's trajectory to the referee, but he couldn't explain clearly.
And his repeated emphasis is unreasonable in the eyes of the referee.So he was directly shown a bright yellow card.The referee strictly controls the scale and does not allow anyone to make trouble.
"Hehe! Okay, I admit it, I admit it."
Gao Yuyang nodded with a smile. He now knows very well that the referee is God on the court.
But as soon as he turned his head, Gao Yuyang was very close to the "Auteuil" stand, so he clearly heard the boos from the stand over there.
He thought he was wrong, but when he took a closer look, it was still those shirtless guys in the first row!Now he is leading a group of people to boo him.
Fuck!Is it really for me?
Gao Yuyang couldn't figure it out, with whom?I have no grievances in the past in Paris, and I have no hatred in the present.
If it was aimed at the team, then he could bear it, but it was obvious that those people were watching him waving his arms.
He walked straight over, walked under the stands, and pointed to a group of people like Bueno.
"Are you guys out of your mind?! Look clearly, I'm wearing a Parisian jersey!"
Gao Yuyang pulled his jersey with one hand, and pointed at the group of people with the other.
Bueno and his group were stunned for a moment.
"He actually pointed at us?!"
"The person Nasser spent money to buy really has a big temper, but his skills are bad enough!"
So this group of "Auteuil" who claimed to "represent the majority of Paris fans" became more energetic and whistled and booed directly.
"Hey, boy! You really suck! It's only worth a thousand euros to me!" shouted one of them, holding out his middle finger.
"Come, come, let the uncle teach you how to perform!"
"Boy, I don't want the fare, I just want to say, you should really get out of Paris!"
Gao Yuyang almost rolled up his sleeves to meet these people face to face. He has never experienced this kind of scene. He was sprayed by the opponent's fans, and he would admit it no matter what. Are we afraid of this?But he was booed by his own fans, and he didn't know why.
Not enough goals in the first national derby?Today's assists scored twice is not enough?
Cavani and Verratti hurried up to hold him. As the veterans of Paris, they must know this group of people, so they came up and held him hard.
"Calm down, Gao, these people are not fans, don't fight with them."
Gao Yuyang was pulled back, but he still felt very wronged: "What is this? Ah? What do you think this is? Being booed by your own people!"
After a while, Gao Yuyang calmed down and said to Verratti beside him: "Don't pull me, Marco! Make another attack, pass me the ball! Pass me the ball! I want to score a goal. If I don't score today, it doesn't count." over!"
Verratti quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, high, 3:0 is a perfect victory."
"I won't fight with you, Gao!" Cavani said quickly.
Genesio played a backhand at this time, and the main midfielder Clement Grenier played. This is a midfielder who is good at controlling the rhythm and passing the threatening ball. As soon as he came up, he used a through ball The ball caught the loophole in the middle of the two central defenders, Thiago Silva and Marquinhos were attracted by Lacazette who faked a run in the middle at the same time, and the other fast horse Cornet directly chose from the side The road cut overtaking veteran Maxwell and entered the penalty area strongly.
"boom!"
A shot hit the crossbar directly.
Blanco stood on the sidelines and shouted: "Pay attention to your positions!"
Fortunately, the home crossbar saved his life, and Sirigu hugged the ball in the chaos in front of the goal.
Immediately afterwards, the Italian goalkeeper threw the ball directly into the half court. Verratti looked up, and Gao Yuyang raised his hand high at himself.
He smiled in his heart. Although he felt that Gao Yuyang had no advantage and was surrounded by defensive players, he chose to trust his teammates once and sent a long pass directly forward.
Powerful enough, he does enough.
Gao, it's up to you!
As soon as he said a word silently in his heart, he suddenly noticed that Gao Yuyang's speed had skyrocketed. Almost as soon as the ball was kicked, Gao Yuyang and Umtiti next to him were separated by half a body.
"My God! This is crazy!"
Looking at Gao Yuyang's acceleration ability, Verratti thought of Mario Balotelli, the genius who made the Italians crazy. In the European Cup four years ago, Verratti and Balotelli were not teammates of the national team, but The latter used the same acceleration method in the semi-finals, almost tying the defense of the Germanic chariot.
But Verratti felt that the scene in front of him was even more terrifying, because in just a few breaths, Gao Yuyang had thrown off the opponent behind him by a position, and strode towards the penalty area!
This is not the first time!
Gao Yuyang's stride fully demonstrated the advantages brought by his height, and this time he directly looked up at Lopez who was attacking, and would not give the opponent any more chances.
When the opponent completely abandoned the goal, Gao Yuyang volleyed vigorously as soon as he reached the top of the penalty area.
"High! Straight shot! Wow—"
Probably only the craziest forward with a sick mind would choose a long shot at the top of the arc in the penalty area in a single-handed situation!
But scoring the ball is another matter.
"TOOOOOOR!!! It's a blow from Gao Bold, Leon doesn't stand a chance!"
After the goal, Gao Yuyang didn't even find his teammates. He went directly to the stands, pointed at the "Auteuils" headed by Bueno, and shouted, "Are you satisfied now?"
He felt that he was able to vent his anger. There is no fault with this kind of goal, right?
But he thought too simply, what responded to him was the dropped mineral water bottle, if Gao Yuyang hadn't retreated quickly, he would have been hit by the hit.
He stared at the stands in shock.
The group waved their arms harder.
"Boy, meet us 'Auteuil'!"
"You think too simply!"
"What an innocent child, hahaha!"
"This is our way!"
The booing was still the same, but this time Gao Yuyang didn't care what was wrong, picked up the bottle, and used his professional player's footwork to hit a burst.
Wherever it came from, it went back, and it directly hit Bueno's forehead impartially.
"Ow!"
Bueno covered his head in pain, watching Gao Yuyang leave with a sneer.
Gao Yuyang didn't realize what he had done, but the expressions of the two coaches changed.
"Laurent, Gao got into a fight with the fans... Ah! Damn it! It's the 'Auteuils'! Replace him quickly!"
Gasset's face changed, and he quickly reminded Blanco.
"Go and pull him over."
Gao Yuyang didn't even walk back to the court, and Gasset hurriedly dragged him to the bench.
"Gao, come here quickly, you don't need to appear on the stage."
Gao Yuyang hadn't reacted yet, and just wanted to ask: Coach, did you come up just to take care of me and score a goal?
Before he could ask, the stands in front of him "riotted", shouting and shouting, drinking and throwing things.
"Better protect your head, Gao."
Gao Yuyang quickly ran back to the bench with his head covered like Gasset, looked back at the ground behind him, and stared.
There were mineral water bottles, iron nails, and even a pair of scissors thrown on the ground, and all kinds of guys smashed the ceiling of the bench.
As a result, a group of people on the bench could only lower their heads. Argentine midfielder Pastore looked at Gao Yuyang with admiration on his face: "Gao, you are really good. Even Zlatan would not dare to provoke that stand Fans on board."
"A group of lunatics, Javier, are these people mentally ill?"
Gao Yuyang had lingering fears, but at this moment he could finally understand the situation.
Pastore smiled: "It's normal, Gao, because they are 'Auteuil', see? That's their flag."
Gao Yuyang stretched his head and carefully glanced at the stands: "I know about fan organizations, but I've never seen anything like this."
"They are not fans, you will know later." Pastore smiled, sat over and put his arms around his shoulders and reminded him in a low voice: "Gao, I think you are not bad, so I would like to remind you to keep a low profile as much as possible recently. .”
Gao Yuyang froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm not worried about the image problem, Javier, thank you for reminding me."
"You don't understand what I mean. This is not an image problem, but a personal safety problem. If possible, you should hire professional bodyguards during this period. You did mess with a group of lunatics, and you may be in big trouble next time." .”
"What can be the trouble?"
Pastore smiled: "Reminder again, you have to face a group of lunatics, what do you think? But if you need help, just say, all the veteran Paris players here will help you."
Gao Yuyang chuckled, he was indeed a lunatic, or would he boo his players crazily?
The brain is indeed sick!
PS: There is a temporary arrangement today, so the two chapters are combined into one, and a big chapter is updated
(End of this chapter)
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