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Chapter 300 This crow-like voice

Chapter 300 This Crow-Like Voice

Gao Yuyang stretched out his hand quickly, he didn't expect that Sarkozy would be the first to shake hands with him.

"High, haha! I have to say that you have performed well this season. As a Parisian fan, I see the hope of Parisian future in you."

Gao Yuyang shook his head slightly: "Unfortunately, it is a pity that it did not help Paris to continue in the Champions League."

This answer made Sarkozy smile: "I have no regrets about this, Gao. A good start is sometimes not a good thing, and it does not necessarily mean a good result. I believe you will make Paris great-please Trust the professional judgment of a PSG fan, as long as you are willing to stay here."

"It will, Mr. President, but first of all Paris will become great." Gao Yuyang responded with a smile.

What he said was very level, and Sarkozy really admired Gao Yuyang, and then he said another thing: "I heard about the incident you encountered a few days ago, Gao. I hope it will not be because of The behavior of those 'Auteuils' makes you prejudice and misunderstand the city of Paris."

Gao Yuyang was stunned for a moment: "Mr. President, do you also know that group of rotten fish and shrimp?"

"This word is used well!" Sarkozy said with a smile: "It is only natural to purify the fan environment in Paris. reason……"

He didn't finish his sentence, but Gao Yuyang understood.

"Mr. President, I am not afraid of them. The future of Paris cannot be destroyed by these people."

"You are a warrior, Gao." Sarkozy patted Gao Yuyang again, and said seriously: "But please rest assured, if those stinky fish and rotten shrimps dare to make moves in today's game, no Parisian fans will Let them go."

……

Sarkozy's visit to the dressing room was a shot in the arm, Blanco closed the door, glanced at everyone, and finally landed on Thiago Silva.

"The first thing I want to say is that there is indeed no locker for me in this room."

All eyes in the locker room fell on the captain.

I'm coming!

This is a crime for speaking!

Sure enough, the old man is not easy to provoke!

Almost all the players have the mentality that watching the excitement is not a big deal, only Gao Yuyang is a little worried: at this critical moment when they are all going to play, the old man will beat the captain and the core of the defense just because of one sentence. Into the limbo?

He didn't believe it was someone else, but Gao Yuyang felt that this old man would definitely be able to do it!

Fortunately, his idea did not come true. Blanco only mentioned this for mobilization.

"But every name here is a legend of French football. Although it is not in the Parc des Princes, the Stade de France is also in Paris-on our territory, what is there to be afraid of? Can the Marseilles really win us? That's the biggest joke of the year! So today I have only one request - to attack! Parisian football is about attacking! Shut up those Marseilles!"

Gao Yuyang stepped into the stadium, there were stands for Paris and Marseille fans on the left and right sides of the aisle, so when they played, it was very lively.Players on both sides almost had to enter the field against the boos of the opposing fans.

But when it comes to the level of restlessness, it has to be the Marseille fans who are "better".After all, Paris is now a champion. Real fans like Page, even if they cheer, they still maintain their identity.

However, Marseille fans have no such concerns at all.

"Die, Parisian!"

In the middle of the crowd, suddenly a fan jumped up and rushed towards him fiercely, holding a beer bottle opener in his hand.

"what--"

Gao Yuyang was not frightened, but Nkunku next to him was frightened, and he subconsciously took a step towards Gao Yuyang.

His appearance makes Gao Yuyang feel quite funny, but what he wants to do now is not to make fun of his teammates.

Step up directly, hold the opponent's hand with your left hand, press the opponent's head with your right hand, and push back on the seat.

"It's best to stay calm! You are not qualified to move people in Paris!"

That Marseille fan was a fat man who was not very flexible. When he fell backwards, he lost his stability in the lower three lanes and fell directly in the audience, overwhelming the Marseille fans in that row. The chain reaction turned everyone on their backs.

This is the effect that Gao Yuyang wants, teach this group of people a lesson!

"Wow, Gao, you were so awesome just now!"

Nkunku is excited again.

"Hehe, Christopher, do you feel like you're good again now? Isn't it time to hide faster than a monkey just now? Behave like a man!"

Gao Yuyang found out that this kid is also the king of guns, and if he really wants to do it, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

"Hahaha, since you are here, do you still need me to do it? Anyway, you are taller than me and have more muscles than me."

The two talked and walked to the field, but because of his actions, the Marseille fans near the player's tunnel had rioted collectively.The crowd was excited.

"Boy, stop for me if you have the guts!"

"Follow me, come on! Master, I'll beat you out of your brains!"

"Die, Parisian!"

"I slept with your mother last night!"

The arena has already begun to become restless, and the security personnel at the scene have already intervened forcefully with shields in hand.

"Gao has completely ignited the anger of Marseille, this will be a completely different final!"

Gao Yuyang stood in the middle of the court, listening to the boos and all kinds of haphazard greetings from all directions, he even closed his eyes.

He enjoyed it quite a bit, even though the screaming was like a crow, but with his eyes closed, he could hear what a group of crows were calling more clearly.

On the opposite side of the stadium, on the other side of the stand facing the Marseille fans, Bueno led a group of "Auteuils" to fish in troubled waters and joined the ranks of greeting Gao Yuyang.

"Yellow monkey, get out of Paris!"

"Yellow monkey, get out of Paris!"

Such voices were mixed with the boos of the Marseille fans.

Among them, there is only one person who is very exceptional.

"Hey Labrue, why don't you join in?"

Only Labru Nkunku is an absolute exception. It doesn't even look like he came to watch the game. Other fans are holding signs, holding portraits or painting the team's camouflage. Only him, has been hugging himself guitar.

"Damn it, if you don't join us, then what are you doing here? Boy, I have endured you for a long time. Get out! Get out! I declare that you are not from 'Auteuil' from now on."

Labru's expression was very calm: "Uncle Bueno, I have already said that I am only responsible for writing songs for you and not participating in your activities!"

"Then you have joined for so long, what have you written?"

Labrue stared at him like an idiot: "So I'm coming this time, the National Derby in the final, this is my source of inspiration. Uncle Bueno, do you understand what inspiration is? In addition, my going It's up to you to stay."

He continued to lower his head and fiddle with his guitar, but that was just for show. In such a noisy environment, any singer or musician would not choose to find inspiration in this environment to audition.

Occasionally looking into the field, his eyes were always on Nkunku and Gao Yuyang.

He knew that his younger brother played in the first team and had a very good relationship with Gao Yuyang, the strongest talent in Paris today, so it was rare for him to come and see him.

(End of this chapter)