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Chapter 9 Dad, Your Son Is Still Your Pride(2/2)

Is everything my family, my brother, done for me in vain?

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth, his eyes turned red, his dad! His dad is strong all his life, his dad is pleading for him, and his dad slapped himself in the face!

No!

no way!

Never give up until the last second!

The court is the battlefield!

He felt that he should be like a charge warrior on the battlefield, and he would not stop before he was shot and his life would completely pass away! Even if he fell, he would fall on the road to charge!

Maybe my strength is really not good enough and I can't meet your requirements! But I absolutely do not allow myself to give up like this!

Whether it is for your own dream or just for your family, brothers will not give up!

Ao!

Zhang Yang let out a roar, and he made an action that stunned everyone!

He suddenly glared at his right leg, his whole body soared into the air, his body leaned back, his body was the turret, his feet were the shells fired from his body, kicking the ball that was about to bypass the door!

Zhang Yang's eyes were shining with excitement, and he was about to touch the ball, and his left foot was about to touch the ball!

He could even see the stunned face of the Marseille youth team's substitute goalkeeper in front of the goal! The goalkeeper was completely stunned by Zhang Yang's shooting action!

He knew that as long as he could touch the ball, the ball would definitely be able to enter!

He opened his mouth wide and breathed in big mouths. The air was moist, with a faint salty smell and the smell of sea breeze!

The sea breeze blew on his cheeks.

He opened his eyes wide and wanted to watch his left foot kick the ball in!

Zhang Yang opened his mouth wide, and a horrible sound occurred because of the choking air. His fists were clenched. The next second, he felt something kicked by his left foot... It was very powerful, and it was a real feeling!

Dad, have you seen it? My son is going to score a goal! He is going to become a player of the Marseille youth team!

Dad, Dad, you say you want to be strong!

My son will never let you bow down again!

My son will never let you bend your backbone again!

Your selfless contribution to your son will always remember you!

You have always regarded your pride as your son! When this pride collapses, your son can feel your pain!

Dad, don’t worry, your son is still your pride! It is your greatest pride! Eternal pride!

Then, he fell heavily to the ground!

Dad, son scored a goal!

Mom...Brother...and my brothers, have you seen it?

The nose is sour.

What he longs for at this moment is how great it would be for these people to be on the sidelines and see their goals scored.

Your sister!

He moaned, it hurts so much when he fell!

On the sidelines of the training ground, Marseille head coach Jean Fernandez waved his arm hard, as if his own player scored a goal, waving it hard.
Chapter completed!
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