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"Yeah!!!!"

"Three to one!!!!"

Nice fans were boiling again. And this time it was more enthusiastic than the previous two times. More crazy.

"Yeah!!"

"The game is decided!" Sun Yi stood up excitedly and hugged Dio, Dong Fangzhuo and others one by one.

"Haha. We will win!"

"We basically won this game."

In fact, there was still nearly half an hour left in the game, but for the people of Nice, this game was a cooked duck and could never fly away.

The game is decided.

Before, it was really unsafe to lead by only one goal. Paris Saint-Germain had a great chance if they tried hard.

Now, Nice's sudden goal is not just as simple as expanding the lead to two goals.

More importantly, it hit the confidence and morale of Paris Saint-Germain very hard.

For Paris Saint-Germain, this goal would not have been so devastating if it had come earlier. It didn't score early or late, but it was scored at this time when the players were just changed. This would make their substitution the most failed adjustment.

Losing the ball at this moment is really terrible.

It's over, we are doomed to lose this game.

This is what everyone in the Paris Saint-Germain team is thinking now.

The depressed mood of failure began to spread among the players of the Paris Saint-Germain team. Even Munier and Rabiot, who had just come on the court, felt that failure was waving at them.

Emery stood on the sidelines in a daze, his mouth wide open, unable to say a word.

Watching Salah and others celebrating, and listening to the cheers that resounded throughout the Allianz Rivera Stadium, his whole mind was blank.

Are we going to lose?

What should I do? Am I really going to lose this crucial game?

Yes, you lost. You failed. Your team is doomed to lose.

At this moment, Emery only felt that there were countless voices in his mind saying "lost" to him in a mocking tone.

After a good time, Emery calmed down.

He tried to eliminate the distracting thoughts in his mind.

"No. We haven't lost yet. We can't give up until the game time is over. There are still 30 minutes left. We definitely have a chance to equalize."

"This goal was just an accident. We still have time. Just equalize. Just equalize."

After muttering a few words, Emery looked up at the game that had resumed on the field, and a resolute expression began to appear on his face.

He began to shout at the top of his voice.

"Attack! Attack with all your strength! Push forward."

"There are still 30 minutes left, which is plenty. We will definitely equalize! Attack!"

The fans of the Paris Saint-Germain team, who were already in a low mood, saw Emery like this. Although they couldn't hear what Emery was shouting, they understood that he was encouraging the team. Emery hadn't given up yet.

"Come on! Paris Saint-Germain. There is still time in the game. Cheer up!"

"Cheer up, don't give up!"

Emery and the fans shouted at the top of their lungs. It was impossible to say that Paris Saint-Germain would immediately regain confidence. However, it also made the Paris Saint-Germain players on the field understand that they had no way out.

No way out, only to fight!

In the shouts of "Don't give up", the Paris Saint-Germain team launched a desperate attack. Except for the goalkeeper, they all pressed across the half court.

"Haha, we will win. Leading by two goals, plus full-scale defense, I don't believe they can turn the world upside down." Dio said with a relaxed smile. Now he is no longer nervous as before. He even sat there with his legs crossed.

Sun Yi did not nod in agreement, but shook his head. "I have a different opinion now."

"Oh?"

"Look, the two people they replaced before."

"Well~ Both of them are very tall. Do you mean they are targeting our dense defense?"

"That's right. So, I think we can't continue like this. It doesn't fit their tactics."

"Well. Then we change the formation and increase the offense?"

Sun Yi nodded. "Yes, and at the same time, we must move the defense focus forward to the midfield. Now they have increased the height, but weakened the ability to attack. Pushing the defense line forward is beneficial to us."

"You are right. Let's do it." Dio nodded.

Sun Yi chuckled and nodded, then came to the technical area.

"Change the formation. From now on, change back to the 442 formation. Switch to the No. 2 tactic."

"Plea, move up. Dalbert pulls back to the wing. Adriano, you return to the forward position..."

Under Sun Yi's command, the Nice team began to change the formation.

After the change, the Nice team really put the focus of defense on the midfield. In this way, the Paris Saint-Germain team was forced to compete with them in the midfield.

And the Nice team also increased its investment in the offense. With the support of their high morale, their offense was still quite powerful, which played a good role in containment. With the previous goal, although the Paris Saint-Germain team wanted to attack, the defenders did not dare to relax their vigilance against Adriano and others.

Paris Saint-Germain's morale was not very high to begin with, and after being manipulated by Nice, the situation became a battle of one side against another.

Seeing such a situation on the field, Emery also gave it his all.

He also used the last substitution, replacing the full-back Aurier with forward Lucas.

"This is a desperate effort." Dio said.

"It's useless. Salah and others will teach them a lesson." Sun Yi said confidently. At the same time, he crossed his legs.

Paris Saint-Germain's last ditch was not really useless. In fact, after Nice moved up, they still had a chance. Especially for Neymar, the less dense defense gave him the opportunity to display his characteristics.

Just after Paris Saint-Germain made the substitution, Neymar found an opportunity to cut inside and get rid of Pavard's frontal interception and kicked the ball.

Neymar's shot can be said to be the closest he has ever been to a goal today.

But the goalpost cruelly rejected him.

"No!" Neymar held his head in frustration.

"Why, I am always just a little bit short?"

No one answered him, he only heard Emery's anxious voice on the sidelines.

"Quick, return to defense!"

Return to defense? Return to you SHIT! I just want to score!

Neymar has no intention of returning to defense now. He won't return to defense.

He just walked back slowly, thinking in his heart: I must score in the next attack!

Thinking about his own business, when he just returned to the center circle, huge cheers broke out again.

"Yeah!!"

"Got it again!!"

"Uh~ What? Got it again?" Neymar was stunned. Frustration began to surge in his heart.

Why? It's so hard for me to score a goal. How can he score so easily? Who scored this time?

"Yeah! Dad scored again. Great. There are a lot of bonuses again." In the stands, Adriano's wife and children cheered wildly.

Sun Yi, who was sitting on the sidelines, was not very excited this time. He just smiled and clapped his hands with Dio, Dong Fangzhuo and others next to him.

"The game is over! There is no suspense!"