Louder boos rang out, mixed with foul language.

"You're a bitch!"

"You liar, your mother ......"

The foul mouths were like sharp swords that pierced Ribery. The perseverance in Ribery's eyes is even greater, he is not a rookie like Tang Jue, he has a strong ability to endure. If you want to dominate this green field, you must pass the passing of the away fans!

Ribery ran towards the ball firmly, his pace unmistakable, his eyes still sharp.

Ribery got closer and closer to the football, and those foul mouths made louder noises:

"Your mom is a bitch, your whole family is a bitch!"

"Liar! ** ......"

Ribery's steps finally began to mess up, and his heart began to mess up!

Immediately after, his steps began to be messy, his eyes were still sharp, but the sharp eyes, the messy eyes deviated from the football with his steps!

Those foul mouths that didn't want to kill were like sharp swords, and these sharp swords, a sword stabbed into his heart fiercely, and finally stabbed a small hole. Then, countless sharp swords pierced this wound, shattering the perseverance in Ribery's heart!

Ribery kicked the ball with his right foot, and those sledgehammers made up of boos smashed his ankle!

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, the football flew into the sky!

Louder boos rang out, and then applause!

These applause were mockery, mockery of Ribery's addiction to being an actor. By deception, he was able to get a direct free-kick in a good position, and Pissot received a yellow card. The taunts flew off the pitch with the footballs and smashed against the concrete walls under the stands with a loud noise.

Ribery's free-kick jerks off!

……

Tang Jue looked at the soccer balls that were blown away by the boos, and thought to himself that this was really a small way. Under great pressure, I can no longer maintain a firm heart, my heart is in turmoil, and how to command my feet.

Fake falls, it's just a trail, it's not worth learning!

If you want to stand on the top of the top, you have to take the avenue, even if it is a road that others have not walked, as long as it is the avenue, it is possible to reach the top and overlook all beings!

For the remainder of the first half, Ribery was booed heavily, every time he dribbled the ball. Franck Ribery's bare edge was the same, but it was missing a little bit and failed to pose a threat to the Paris goal.

The Parisian attack was still flashy, and the football was moving fast at the feet of these dancing men. For the remainder of the first half, Paris had five shots on goal. However, these shots were either weak or sliding!

In the hearts of the fans in the stands, they are missing Pauletta and Reinaldo.

Paoleta, who sat behind the bench in Paris, had anxiety in her eyes.

It seems that the splendid offensive scene cannot break through the goal of Metz, and the hearts of Parisian fans are crying for the appearance of heroes.

Paoleta, who sat behind the bench in Paris, had anxiety in her eyes.

At the end of the first half, Metz led 1-0 away. When Ribery walked into the players' tunnel, the Parisian fans in the tunnel raised their middle fingers and hurled foul language at Ribery. Ribery scurried down the tunnel and into the dressing room.

As the Parisian players passed through the players' tunnel, the Parisian fans on the tunnel shouted: "Defeat those liars!" ”

"Defeat those bitches!"

"Tear the faces of those liars, we want to score, we want to win!"

Tang Jue listened to these excited voices, and saw the angry faces, those eyes full of longing. He knew their desire, and an inexplicable emotion emerged from the bottom of his heart, and this emotion quickly flowed to the whole body along with the blood, and Tang Jue trembled slightly!

So he made a decision!

……

The atmosphere in the home team's dressing room was oppressive, with no one talking. Wayd Alilozik was preparing for a wait-and-wait speech, and his mind was thinking about how to adjust his tactics in the second half and get past the opposition goal as soon as possible.

It's not that Paris played badly, their attack was as gorgeous as ever. Even as Metz charged with his body and disrupted their fluid attacks again and again, they had a couple of chances.

However, without Pauletta, without Reinaldo, their forwards, could not break through the opponent's door. Without sharp arrows, they can only return again and again in vain.

The 0-1 score is not terrible, the terrible thing is that they don't know how to break through the opponent's door. The gorgeous movement lacks a lore, and no matter how gorgeous it is, it can't bring a goal.

Football is about the winner is king, people will only remember the name of the champion and remember the name of the winner. This is the same as human history, which records in the history books that those who laughed the least, and those who failed were left with only some poignant words.

Tang Jue felt his mouth dry, and the decision in his heart was like a fire burning. His eyes burned red, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly. This fire made the blood flow quickly at an unusually high temperature, and the extremely high temperature took away the water in the body, and Tang Jue took a sip of water.

With a hard squeeze of his hand, Tang Jue's trembling legs stood up, and he stepped forward, getting closer to Waid Alilozik. Don Jue's blood-colored eyes looked at Waid Alilozik. He said in a hoarse voice: "Coach, I ask to play in the second half!" ”

The silence was broken, and the sound was like a pebble thrown into the secluded deep pool, and the waves on the surface of the water broke the silence of the deep pool.

Like a rooster crowing before dawn, it breaks the silence of the night, awakens the sleeping sun, and announces the arrival of a new day.

The eyes of everyone in the locker room looked at Tang Jue, as if Tang Jue was a monster. After taking a look, many of the veteran team members lowered their heads and continued to drink water. Some people shook their heads, and there was a faint sneer on the corners of their mouths.

Sack nervously clenched his jersey, and a sense of shame suddenly appeared in his heart. He almost got up from the stool and took Tang Jue back. It seems that the person standing there is not Tang Jue, but himself.

Rubier didn't have any expression on his face, and he turned his head to look at Vayd Alilozik.

A faint smile welled up at the corners of Deu's mouth, he had been in this locker room for six years, and no one had ever said such a thing. Even if you take the initiative to ask for help, you won't be in the locker room.

When Ronaldinho wanted to play, he would also communicate with the manager before the game.

Tang Jue's approach completely violates some rules in the locker room, and the biggest disadvantage of doing so is that it will affect the head coach's lineup and affect the unity of the team. Shake the authority of the head coach.

Could it be that whoever wants to play can ask the manager in the dressing room? There are more than 20 people in the team, all want to play, all of them ask to play, what should the manager do?

After a moment, almost everyone's eyes were on Wayd Alilozik.

Tang Jue finally said this, he suddenly felt relaxed, and his eyes returned to clarity. But there was still a fear in his heart, and he didn't know what Wayd Alilozik would do next.

Is it going to be criticized?

Criticizing him for not following the rules of the dressing room, affecting the manager's line-up and shaking the manager's authority.

Would you say yes readily?

Praise him for daring to take responsibility and taking the initiative to ask for help.

Waided Alilozik looked up at Tang Jue. Tang Jue bit his lip and faced it bravely, anyway, the words had already been spoken, whether it was criticism or praise, the right was in the hands of the head coach.

Tang Jue saw a slightly haggard face, and there was no trace of emotion in those bright eyes, so he looked at him quietly. Don couldn't help but start to get nervous again, his clenched fists began to tremble slightly.

Vayd Alilozik took a deep breath and looked at Tang Jue's longing eyes, which were bright, as if the stars were twinkling. His peripheral eyes saw Tang Jue's hand trembling slightly.