unparalleled

Chapter 84

Asano Takuma was seriously injured and Sanfrecce Hiroshima suffered a greater loss. They lost an important striker.

That's right, Asano Takuma is a striker, so I really don't know if he should be said to be unlucky. Putting people on the wall is not a striker's thing...

But after he left the field, the impact on the home team Sanfrecce Hiroshima was obvious. Although each of the Hiroshima players had just shown themselves to be men, they returned to the normal rhythm of the game and the initiative was quickly grasped by Gamba Osaka.

The rhythm is messed up, the mentality is broken, and the confrontation in the professional field has never been won by a passion.

Even if the head coach Cheng Fuhao has seen the clues, the first half was not short.

The half-time stoppage time was as much as 8 minutes, and accidentally set a record for half-time stoppage time in the J1 league, but no one could say anything, and the stoppage time in the second half was absolutely indispensable, with six or seven minutes of stoppage time at every turn. That's routine for the league.

But Gao Yuyang seized the loopholes in Hiroshima Sanfrecce's defense during this period, took advantage of his illness, and killed him!

In the 3rd minute of half-time stoppage time, after receiving full-back Akira Kurata in front of the goal, he put in an assist and headed the ball in front of the goal... To be precise, it was a pressure. Before the opponent's goalkeeper Lin Zhuoren slapped the palm, He shook his head and smashed it in, and then fell down and overwhelmed the opponent's goalkeeper.

"Ow!"

Gao Yuyang, who scored the goal, ran directly to the north side of the home team fans stand and tore the jersey, feeling a deep breath of malice.

Who said he doesn't care?

A commentator like Kenji Maeda smiled and shook his head when he saw this scene. Even if they didn’t have a personal relationship, they knew Gao Yuyang. seek death.

The fans of the home team booed for sure. Japanese fans generally have the habit of throwing garbage and greetings. Gao Yuyang did not receive such a "greeting", but a Hiroshima fan raised a small dartboard in the crowd. Gao Yuyang's photo was pasted in the middle, with a dart stuck in it.

There wasn't even a rebroadcast shot, and even in the stands it only flashed for a second. Gao Yuyang saw it, but he was just stunned for a moment, and even laughed, but not everyone has such a big heart like him.

Especially when the half-time whistle blew and he walked into the player tunnel, Gao Yuyang really felt full of malice.

"Boy, don't be complacent! You will pay the price!"

Gao Yuyang didn't want to talk to him at first, but a flash of light flashed in front of his eyes. It's definitely not a good bird to click on him at this time.

Endo Yasuhito came up from behind, with a solemn face, and patted Gao Yuyang on the shoulder.

"Gao Sang, before we go back to Osaka, be careful, someone may want to deal with you."

Gao Yuyang didn't take it to heart at all: "Thank you for reminding me, Endo-san, but don't you know me yet? I'm not afraid of trouble. Of course, you are peaceful and worthy of recognition, haha."

Yasuhito Endo knew that Gao Yuyang was teasing him, so he stood aside as the captain when he did it just now, but he was still anxious: "You don't know this group of people, Gao Sang, if they are not regular fans, Gao Sang, you will Danger."

Gao Yuyang froze for a moment, isn't he a regular fan?

With a flash in his eyes, Endo Yasuhito's words reminded him of a group of people who are very active in European football: "Endo-san, Japan also has extreme fans?"

Endo Yasuhito nodded: "Although Japanese football learned from Brazil at the beginning, it has been trying to get closer to Europe in the past ten years. Although I haven't been in contact with it, I can be sure there are."

"Yo!"

Gao Yuyang couldn't help but exclaim, can this happen?

Endo Yasuhito had a strange expression, is this kid out of his mind?Do you understand?

"Gao Sang, I suggest you find a professional bodyguard, for safety...extreme fans are not fans at all, they are simply a group of thugs."

He wanted to say more, Patrick came from behind, put his big black hand on Gao Yuyang's shoulder: "Ha! Gao, do you need protection?"

Gao Yuyang slapped his black paw away, and looked at him with disgust: "Just you? How many can you hit?"

Smiling secretly in his heart, Gao Yuyang not only showed such an appearance, but he was actually not afraid of things. Although Endo Yasuhito's suggestion was well-intentioned, he never considered it at all.Sit upright and walk upright, there is no ghost in your heart, and you are not afraid of ghosts coming to your door.

In the locker room, head coach Tsuneyasu Miyamoto also made it clear that he would stand by his side, and Gao Yuyang had nothing to worry about.

Fuck me?
I'll get your home team out first!

In the second half, Gao Yuyang scored an extremely beautiful undercut in the penalty area, which directly and strongly suppressed the cheers and cheers of the home team fans.

Gamba Osaka defeated Sanfrecce Hiroshima 2:0, but the result of this game is destined to be unimportant.

After the game, Gao Yuyang came to the mixed interview area slowly, and all his teammates were anxious: This is really a master who is not afraid of things, whoever did this kind of thing, didn't hide away for fear of the first time On camera?

The old people in the team think that the young people are still too naive. This is not a question of right and wrong. No matter how reasonable you are, they are also a group of reporters who can tell black into white!

There are specialties in the art industry, but if you talk about kung fu, you are a professional.

But Gao Yuyang didn't care at all, and even adjusted his collarless jersey, watching a group of reporters pounce on him like flies.

"Gao Sang, we want to hear your explanation of the set kick in the first half."

Gao Yuyang sneered, so fast?Even if you come to make trouble, at least you hold back!
Gao Yuyang looked at the reporter whose frame was obviously bigger than his eyes, and suddenly thought of a sentence - if this is a movie, you can only play the role of giving away the head in the first minute, idiot!
"Hehe, I said it was an accident, do you believe it?"

The reporters didn't speak, but Gao Yuyang glanced at everyone's faces, and he knew it in his heart, and it didn't surprise him at all.

"Look, you don't believe me either, so what can I explain?"

Some local reporters in Hiroshima obviously couldn't hold back, accident?Just this attitude?

"A player is seriously injured during the game, this is not allowed! Why, don't you even have this basic professionalism?"

Gao Yuyang didn't even look at the reporter, even though the reporter was glaring at him, he still looked ahead and said calmly: "Of course, I regret this Asano-san's misfortune, but do you say I have no professionalism? I think some people may not even have basic logic."

The reporters all stared wide-eyed in an uproar.

Gao Yuyang paused, and then said: "Although the words are not pleasant, but the facts are true. Injuries, even players don't want to see them, but they are unavoidable. This Asano-san should also have this awareness. So... huh, I Knowing that there are still many players who were suddenly struck by lightning during the game, do you want to hold them accountable to God?"

The audience was stunned, eerily quiet, and then a lot of uncontrollable laughter broke out.

"Hahaha! Gao Sang's answer is really clever!"

"It's not unreasonable to perform well on the field. This adaptability, I must admit that I like him."

"Although I know that Gao Sang is making unreasonable words, but...haha! This is really exciting! The most important thing is that it seems impossible to refute."

The reporter who was hated almost lost his glasses, squeezed away from the crowd, rushed in front of Gao Yuyang, and shouted angrily: "Huh! We will protest, to the Football Association and the professional league! Such behavior is despicable destruction! Despicable destruction! It ruins the league environment and destroys the spirit of football!"

This time Gao Yuyang finally turned his head to look at him, and sneered: "Can you represent yourself? Heh!"

"Of course, I'm a reporter with a conscience." The reporter adjusted his glasses. Seeing so many colleagues at the scene, standing on the moral high ground, he felt confident again.

Gao Yuyang felt even more funny in his heart, did he have a conscience?

Well, just no brains.

"Can you tell me which family you are from?"

The reporter flashed his work card on his chest: "Hiroshima Daily! You just wait to be condemned!"

Gao Yuyang was a little dazed, another daily newspaper?
He thought of the Osaka Daily.Is it true that I am incompatible with the Daily Department?

Gao Yuyang directly pushed away the crowd, and many reporters present were writing hard, and a small number of Gamba's diehard fans sweated for Gao Yuyang.

This time Gao Yuyang is really going to be on the headlines, there is no suspense, at least he has rarely encountered such an encounter in Japan for many years.

However, this time it is not considered famous. For professional players, fame is good after all, even if it is notorious sometimes.

But I don't know what the Football Association and the league will do?
Young man, it seems that he hasn't realized that this time he has really overstepped the bounds.

(End of this chapter)