A bigger boo sounded, and these booed sounds were mixed with swear words.

"You're the one whore!"

"You liar, your mother..."

These swear words were like sharp swords, piercing Ribery. Ribery's eyes were even more resolute. He was not a rookie like Tang Jue, and he had a strong ability to withstand. If he wanted to dominate this green field, he had to pass the away fans' level!

Ribery ran towards the football firmly, his pace was not messy, and his eyes were still sharp.

Ribery is getting closer to football, and those swearing words make louder sounds:

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

"Scammer!**..."

Ribery's steps finally began to become messy, and his heart began to become messy!

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

Those desperate swear words were like sharp swords. These sharp swords pierced into his heart with one sword, and finally made a small hole. Then, countless sharp swords pierced into this wound, smashing Ribery's perseverance to pieces!

Ribery's right foot kicked the football, and the sledgehammers made of booed him slammed into his ankle!

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

A bigger boo sounded, and then there was applause!

These applauses are ridicule, ridicule Ribery for having just gotten into an actor's addiction. He used deception to get a direct free kick in this position, and also gave Pisaut a yellow card. These ridicule flew out of the court with the football and smashed on the cement wall under the stands, making a loud noise.

Ribery's free kick is being shot!

...

Tang Jue looked at the footballs that were blown away by booing, thinking that this was indeed a path. Under the tremendous pressure, he could no longer maintain a firm heart. His heart was in chaos, so how could he command his feet?

Just a fake fall, just a path, not worth learning!

To stand at the top of the top, you have to walk on the road. Even if it is a road that others have never taken before, as long as it is a road, you can reach the top and overlook all living beings!

In the rest of the first half, Ribery suffered huge booings every time he dribbled. Ribery's sharp breakthrough was still, but a little missing and failed to pose a threat to Paris' goal.

Paris's offense is still gorgeous, and the football flew quickly under the feet of these dancing men. In the rest of the first half, Paris had five shots. However, these shots were either weak or slipped out!

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

Pauletta, sitting behind the Paris bench, had anxiety in his eyes.

The seemingly gorgeous offensive scenes cannot break through Metz's goal, and Paris fans are calling for the appearance of heroes in their hearts.

Pauletta, sitting behind the Paris bench, had anxiety in his eyes.

At the end of the first half, Metz led 1-0 away. When Ribery walked into the player channel, the Paris fans on the channel raised their middle fingers and sweared at Ribery. Ribery quickly escaped into the player channel and headed straight to the locker room.

When the Paris players passed the player's passage, the Paris fans above the passage shouted loudly: "Defeat those liars!"

"Defeat those who are raised by those who are raised!"

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

Tang Jue'er heard these excited voices of emotions, and looked at the angry faces and those eyes full of desire. He knew their desire, and an inexplicable emotion emerged from the bottom of his heart. This emotion flowed quickly to his body with the blood, and Tang Jue's whole body trembled slightly!

So he made a decision!

...

The atmosphere in the home team's locker room was very depressing, and no one spoke. Waid Alilozik was brewing and waiting for a while, thinking in his mind how to adjust the tactics in the second half and break through the opponent's goal as soon as possible.

It’s not that Paris played badly, their offense was as gorgeous as ever. Even if Metz used his body to raid and disrupted their smooth attack again and again, they also formed several chances to score.

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

A zero-to-one score is not terrible. What is terrible is that they don’t know how to break through the opponent’s goal. A gorgeous movement lacks a final victory, and no matter how gorgeous it is, it cannot bring a goal.

Football emphasizes that the winner is the king. People will only remember the name of the champion and the name of the winner. This is the same as human history. History books record people who laugh to the end, and only some sad words will be left for those losers.

Tang Jue felt dry mouth and tongue. The decision in his heart was like a fire burning. The burning of his eyes red, making him tremble slightly. This fire made the blood flow rapidly at an extremely high temperature, which took away the moisture from his body. Tang Jue took a sip of water.

With a pinch of his hand, Tang Jue stood up with trembling legs. He stepped forward and was closer to Waid Alilozik. Tang Jue had bloody eyes and looked at Waid Alilozik. He said in a hoarse voice: "Coach, I ask to play in the second half!"

The quietness was broken, and the sound was like a stone, throwing into the quiet deep pool, and waves appeared on the water surface, breaking the tranquility of the deep pool.

It is like the crow of roosters before dawn, breaking the silence of the night, awakening the sleeping sun, and announcing a new day.

Everyone in the locker room looked at Tang Jue, as if Tang Jue was a monster. Many old team members looked at him, lowered their heads and continued to drink water. Some people even shook their heads, and a faint ridicule appeared at the corners of their mouths.

Sack tightened his jersey nervously, and he felt a sense of shame in his heart. He almost stood up from the stool and took Tang Jue back. It seemed that the person standing there was not Tang Jue, but himself.

Rubill had no expression on his face, and he turned to look at Waid Alilozik.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Dewu's mouth. He had been in this locker room for six years, and no one had ever said such a thing. Even if he volunteered, he would not be in the locker room.

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

Tang Jue's approach completely violates certain rules in the locker room. The biggest disadvantage of doing so is that it will affect the head coach's arrangement and the team's unity. It will shake the head coach's authority.

Could it be that whoever wants to play games can ask the head coach in the locker room? More than 20 people in the team want to play games and all require them to play games. What should the head coach do?

After a moment, almost everyone's eyes were staring at Waid Alilozik.

Tang Jue finally said this, and he felt relaxed and his eyes returned to clearness. But he was still nervous. He didn't know that Vaid Alilozik would do this next.

Can you criticize?

Criticized him for not following the locker room rules, affecting the head coach's arrangement and shaking the head coach's authority.

Will you agree readily?

He praised him for his courage to take responsibility and volunteered.

Vaid Alilozik looked up at Tang Jue. Tang Jue bit his lip and faced it bravely. Anyway, the words have been said. Whether to criticize or praise, the right is in the hands of the head coach.

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

Vaid Alilozik took a deep breath and looked at Tang Jue's longing eyes. His eyes were bright, as if stars were flashing. His aftermath saw Tang Jue's hand trembling slightly.
Chapter completed!