"Zhang Jun! Zhang Jun! Zhang Jun!! There was only one voice in the entire Frankie Stadium, even the AC Milan fans' "Second Division!" B! "It's all overwhelmed. The fans shouted frantically and stomped, as if they were going to collapse the stadium.

Malaisani could seem to hear the awning of the dugout behind him humming.

"Damn it!" He cursed in a low voice, then pulled Busso over and said to him: "Let that kid play, replace Di Livio, we play three forwards, he plays left winger." ”

Jang Jun was thrilled to hear the news that he was about to play – he had never been so eager to play as he was today.

As he stood on the sidelines with the fourth official, the fans erupted in loud cheers. Zhang Jun was touched by these fans, it was the fans who replaced him, not Malaisani, no matter where he will be next season, for the sake of these lovely fans, he has to stand this last shift.

He can't tolerate failure, let alone failure in his presence.

No. 7 Di Livio was replaced, and No. 11 Zhang Jun was on it. The fourth official held a sign to signal to the audience, and the on-site announcer also shouted: "Welcome to No. 11 Zhang - Jun!! ”

"Ole! Ole!! ”

Di Livio trotted all the way across the Frankie Stadium to Zhang Jun, although he was very tired, he did not delay a minute on the field, he was buying time for Zhang Jun and Fiorentina.

Di Livio was the captain and he should have given the armband to the second captain before leaving the game, but he didn't do that and just went down wearing the armband. When he arrived on the sidelines, he seemed to remember, he glanced back at his teammates on the field, then took off the armband, and turned around and put it on the arm of Zhang Jun, who was waiting to high-five him!

It was a stunning move, with Fiorentina captained first by Di Livio, second by Rigano and third by Lucatelli. The latter two were not on the field, but no one would have thought that Zhang Jun could be captain - he was only twenty-four years old, he was Chinese, he had only been in Florence for a year and a half, he had no prestige, and he played very little. Such a person, Di Livio would have handed him the captain's armband.

This also had to make those Italian reporters mutter: "Angelo must not want to waste any more time running up, so he casually gave the captain's armband to Zhang." It was a really rash decision for the captain's armband, but for the game it was sensible. ”

Zhang Jun, who was wearing the armband, looked at Di Livio in surprise, but the latter smiled and patted his armband arm: "Come on, captain." Don't let me down! ”

When Li Yan saw this scene, he remembered what Zhang Jun told him on the phone last night, and a thought suddenly popped up in his heart.

Fool Zhang Jun, why did Di Livio pretend to practice and talk so much to you? And why did you pretend to forget, but put the captain's armband on your arm? Don't you understand? This is the handover of the old and the new! He's asking you to take responsibility, and he's tied the future of Florence to you along with this armband!

This old slippery head! Li Yan sighed in his heart, he was still thinking about the team when he was about to retire, and he could leave with peace of mind after dealing with all the "aftermaths", right? The captain did his job, leaving people speechless.

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Zhang Jun wore the captain's armband and ran quickly onto the field. He doesn't have the mind now, he doesn't have time to think about why the captain gave him the armband, he just wants to hurry up and score goals, win against AC Milan and succeed in relegation. Yes, the victory over AC Milan is not a draw, it is a must win, and if they don't win, they will have no way to live.

Zhang Jun saw clearly off the field that due to the lack of an excellent organization of the front and back for scheduling, Fiorentina's midfield was chaotic although it was strong. If you still rely on midfield organisation to give the strikers opportunities, they won't be able to expect decent opportunities when the game is over.

Zhang Jun's eyes rolled, he planned to pretend to be the head coach once, anyway, he had already seen that Malaisani's conservative tactics were not pleasing to the eye. He waved his hand and shouted at his teammates on the field: "Long pass!" The coach said that the long pass is rushing! After getting the ball in the backcourt, you can pass directly to the front, and the striker doesn't have to go back to defense! ”

This set of tactics is completely contrary to Malaisani's consistent insistence on "defending steadily and counterattacking, and slowly advancing". But the players didn't think much about it, it's all at this time, how can you not take a risk? It's really a problem to be conservative.

When the game resumed, the Fiorentina team really followed the latest instructions of the "manager" to play, and the defenders made long passes in front of them when they had the ball, relying on three strikers to attack AC Milan's careless defense.

Malaisani soon found out that something was wrong, which bastard changed tactics at will?! He ran to the sidelines and shouted, "What are you doing?!" Who is ......" his shouts were quickly drowned out by the shouts of the Fiorentina fans.

Ujfarusi played a long ball forward, and Pazzini got ahead of Pirlo and swung the ball to Zhang Jun, who was following him.

Zhang Jun hooked the ball forward with his right foot and rushed past the two of them. It's been a long time since he's played so freely, he doesn't have to be constrained by that conservative tactic, he doesn't have to think about going back, back, and back. He can do whatever he wants, because he's the manager, and he doesn't care if Malaisani is thundering down there.

“vaffa！” He whispered a greeting to Malesani with an Italian national curse, you are in a hurry below!

He rushed through the first line of defense of AC Milan, Gattuso still followed him, Zhang Jun didn't want to entangle with him more, and put him behind him with his hands, Gattuso knew that Zhang Jun's free kick was so powerful that he didn't dare to make a mistake.

But Zhang Jun knew that if he didn't get rid of Gattuso, he would not be able to get up. A solution had to be found.

He was forced to move closer to the crowded midfield, where his speed advantage was completely unplayable. Gattuso still followed him, knowing that Zhang Jun would not pass the ball, because his contradictions with Mikoli were well known to the world - neither of them would pass the ball to the other party.

A group of people followed Zhang Jun and crowded in the middle of the penalty area, looking chaotic.

There are more and more people, and there are fewer people from other places, Zhang Jun saw a vacancy, Mikoli was there, and he poked the ball through the crack without hesitation!

Zhang Jun's pass was so sudden that everyone believed that he would shoot with his feet even in the face of all the Milan defenders. Even his teammates are convinced of this. So Mikoli looked a little overwhelmed when he received the football, he adjusted three times before he got up, and by this time Dida had already blocked the angle, and the ball was blocked by him.

There was a huge sigh in the stands, this was a rare opportunity for Florence!

Zhang Jun was also annoyed, but he didn't blame Mikoli, and he would be stunned if the ball was replaced by himself. Because it was a completely impromptu decision to pass the ball at that time, he was not courting Mikkoli, but for the victory.

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Less than a minute later, Fiorentina made a comeback, Jorgensen played a long pass to Zhang Jun, who took the ball with his back to Nesta.

Nesta clinged to Zhang Jun, one hand still pulling his clothes underneath, just not letting him turn around easily.

Zhang Jun can be favored by many people and can score a lot of goals, one reason is that he is not afraid to take the ball with his back, he always has a way to turn around.

This time was no exception, he leaned on Nesta, hooked the football with his right foot, and then turned sharply, but the football seemed to stick to his right foot, making it impossible for Nesta to kick, and the kick must have been a foul. Then he shook his ankle and the ball went between Nesta's legs!

Wear the crotch! Nesta was crotched!

Just when Nesta was stunned, Zhang Jun's cat waist drilled past him and burst into the restricted area!

Dida decided on the primary sealing angle, but Zhang Jun was faster than him. He stabbed his right foot, and the ball flew from Dida's armpit to the net!

1：2！ Fiorentina pulled a goal back!

The Frankie Stadium erupted in cheers as they chanted the name of the scorer, Zhang Jun. They were not mistaken, Zhang Jun is the hero of the fans, he was and still is. When faced with difficulties, only he can stand up and turn the tide.

Zhang Jun didn't celebrate after the goal, he just bent down to pick up the football in the net, and then ran back to the center circle with it.

If they want to be relegated, they need to score at least two more goals.

There are only fifteen minutes left.

"Fiorentina scored a goal! Oh, but it's just their luck. Maybe they don't want to go back to the second division without scoring a goal. With fifteen minutes to go, Milan will have an easy chance of keeping the win. AC Milan's official announcer said optimistically.

AC Milan saw that Zhang Jun was the real core, and his play had a big impact on Fiorentina's performance. As a result, Zhang Jun found that he was "key protected".

He finally got rid of the defense, didn't dare to take a single step, and forced his foot to shoot outside the penalty area, and as a result, he hit the anti-aircraft gun.

Yang Pan looked at Zhang Jun's back, even if Fiorentina was fighting for relegation, he felt that the back was really lonely. Zhang Jun once complained to him on the phone, and the current Florence is no longer the Florence he ideals. He didn't understand it then, but now he does.

From the coach to the player, it's a mess.

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The weather was so hot that many players ran to the sidelines to ask for water when the ball was dead, even the referee. AC Milan has a lot of players, and Fiorentina has a lot of players. Only Zhang Jun stood on the sidelines, motionless, licking his lips when they were dry.

Yang Pan walked over and wanted to say hello, Zhang Jun had been up for a while, and they hadn't met yet.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun saw him speak first, and he glared at Yang Pan: "Tell me honestly!" You and Kaka are working so hard, do you want Fiorentina to be relegated? ”

As soon as Yang Pan heard this tone, he knew that Zhang Jun was joking, so he smiled and said, "Yes, yes." Wait for Fiorentina to be relegated, hello back to Milan! ”

Zhang Jun took a sip: "The beauty of thinking!" I was born Florentine and died Florentine...... Dead person! ”

Yang Pan waved his hand indifferently: "Who are you fooling, boy?" Who doesn't know that you're asking Sister Hua to contact other teams? ”

"Ah...... Then I add a premise: before the end of this game. ”

Yang Pan turned his head to look at the big screen: "With injury time, you, a Florentina, can only be a fifteen minutes longer." ”

"Yang Pan, do you remember what we once said?" Zhang Jun asked suddenly.

Yang Pan didn't react at all, for more than ten years, he and Zhang Jun have said countless words, where does he remember which sentence.

"When I tell you I'm going to Florence, you wish me success."

Yang Pan remembered: "That's right, that's what I said. That sounds so ironic today.

"I said even if I snatched the title from Milan with my own hands, would it be okay? And then you said if you have the ability, try it. Right? Zhang Jun continued to ask.

Yang Pan remembered that today's situation was somewhat similar. If Fiorentina wins, the AC Milan title hangs in the balance.

He looked at Zhang Jun, who was licking his lips thirstily because he was talking too much. He nodded and said seriously: "That's right, if you have this ability, come and take a look." ”

"Well, don't cry if you lose the championship."

"I also hope you don't blame me and Kaka because of the team's relegation."

The two high-fived and separated.

Two enemies high-five each other on the pitch, which seems very unpleasant to some.

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As the game continued, Fiorentina continued to play with a simple style of playing with long balls and hangings, which was also quite impactful due to the fact that they had three strikers. And Malaisani didn't call anymore, he stood on the sidelines with his hands in his pockets. He had already thought about it, this eighty percent was done by Zhang Jun's kid, because it was very much in line with his wishes. If he loses, he will put all the blame on his head, and if he wins, then it is naturally an order from his own head coach......

After Fiorentina pulled a goal back, AC Milan felt a little pressure. Inter Milan's side had turned into a half-court attack, with the home team bombarding the away Bologna penalty area. For the first league title in nearly two decades, you have to win at least your own game first.

AC Milan consciously strengthened their attack, wanting to harass Fiorentina's defense with their attack to restrain their attack in front. However, Fiorentina's long pass and rush did not need the assist of the defender at all, and the front and back quarters were two quarters, and the attack was almost entirely dependent on the ability of the three forwards, and AC Milan had little impact on the defense.

Kaka gets caught in the encirclement when he gets the ball in front, and Yang Pan and Shepchenko are no exception. Fiorentina have seven men at the back and have a huge numerical advantage. And with two balls in hand, the relaxed Ancelotti replaced Giraldino and let Ambrosini go up to mix up the number of appearances, so that he could get the bonus when the time came.

The Milanese are optimistic and no one will believe that Fiorentina can complete the comeback.

In the seventy-ninth minute of the game, a piece of exciting news came from Milan: Inter Milan had overtaken.

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San Siro – Ah no, it's Meazza now, and the stadium erupts in earth-shattering cheers, with everyone chanting a man's last name.

"Lee! Plum!! Plum!!! ”

Li Yongle ran wildly on the sidelines, and then pounced on Mancini, who was waiting for him with open arms. He scored a goal and it's for the manager who always believed in him and gave him a chance.

Just now, Inter Milan couldn't attack, and he was a little impatient, Bologna tried to take advantage of this opportunity to counterattack, but as soon as the ball was passed outside the penalty area, it was intercepted by the ubiquitous Li Yongle, and then he didn't even adjust, and shot directly, and the football fell straight into the far corner of the goal. The goalkeeper couldn't reach the whip, slipped his foot in a hasty retreat, and could only watch the football fall into the empty goal.

"World waves! Li Yongle's game is perfect! Adriano had assisted his first goal and now he scored again! If Inter win the title, he is the best player, he is the biggest hero! ”

"When the whole team was impatient because they couldn't score, he was the only one who kept his composure, look at this shot, it will definitely not be luck!"

Throughout the season, Li Yongle has had a good appearance rate, and even started continuously in the second half of the season. But this is what made Li Yongle really accepted and embraced by all Inter Milan fans. He, really succeeded, a big success.

After restarting the game, Li Yongle had already woken up from the ecstasy after the goal, and he continued to command the team in the midfield and master the rhythm. It's like he didn't score just now. That's exactly what Mancini values as well: calm, he seems calm no matter what, and as a midfield commander it's a direct link to his performance personally and as a team.

Inter Milan fans didn't think much of it, they thought the team was winning, and they started chanting Fiorentina's name and cheering them on. Let's hope Fiorentina will be a bit more aggressive and win against AC Milan.

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Meanwhile, inside the Frankie Stadium, Fiorentina fans were booing Gattuso from a shrill chorus.

Just now, Zhang Jun broke through with the ball and was knocked down by Gattuso. The referee gave him a yellow card, but Gattuso didn't even look at the referee, but stared at Zhang Jun, still muttering something.

Zhang Junke ignored Gattuso's provocation. He put the soccer ball in the referee's designated position. Mikoli stood next to him, and Zhang Jun turned his head and asked him, "Are you coming?" ”

In Zhang Jun's absence, Mikoli has been Fiorentina's first penalty taker from set-pieces, and his footwork is also very good. He looked at the angle and distance, then shook his head and said to Zhang Jun, "It's better for you to come......"

This goal is nearly 30 meters, Mikoli is not sure, now every opportunity is precious, he has no confidence to score, and he does not want to be booed by the fanatical fans, this kind of thing is better left to Zhang Jun to do.

Kakara stayed in Gattuso and was a little angry: "Why are you fouling him? You don't know how accurate his free-kicks are? ”

Gattuso shook off Kaka's hand nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of?" It's so far that he can't get in, and when he was in Milan he only kicked under 26 meters. ”

"What the hell! This is in Fiorentina and they are fighting for relegation! Kaka cursed under his breath. However, he also felt that Gattuso had some sense, the distance was indeed a bit far for Zhang Jun, and Yang Panlai was just right.

Everyone in AC Milan went back, and Kaka and Yang Pan were lined up in the human wall. Dida was nervously commanding the wall of people in the back: "Keep left!" Left! Right! That's it! ”

Dida is familiar with Zhang Jun's free kick routine, when he was in Milan, Zhang Jun saw that he was honest and always liked to pull him to practice free kicks.

The football was on the left, about 30 meters away, and he knew where Zhang Jun would kick with his eyes closed. And the distance is farther, and the angle and strength are more difficult to grasp.

This ball, Zhang, you have no chance of winning.

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Yang Pan watched as Zhang Jun put the ball away, and then began to retreat, retreat, and retreat again. This surprised him, Zhang Jun never retreated so far from a free kick, wasn't he the one who took the penalty?

Dida also didn't think about it, he didn't know how to command the human wall.

Just under the stunned eyes of everyone, Zhang Jun began a ten-meter-long run. He is very fast, and he doesn't start in small steps like Yang Pan and Carlos, he is like practicing a 15-meter sprint, and stepping together is the fastest speed.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the ball and volleyed hard!

The soccer ball flew over the jumping wall towards the goal, and judging from its flight path, the ball should have risen directly above the crossbar, but the ball fell sharply, smashed on the underside of the crossbar, bounced into the goal, and then rushed straight into the net!

Dida just twisted his head and waved his hand, but he didn't react at all.

“goooooooooooooooooal！！！ 2：2！！！ Fiorentina equalised!! They see hope! Zhang Jun! Great Jang Jun! Ten minutes on the pitch, two goals!! He is a Florentine hero!! ”

"Zhang Jun! Zhang Jun!! ZHANG Jun!! ”

Before Zhang Jun's goal, Ancelotti was still sitting comfortably in his chair, but now, he has rushed to the sidelines, looking at the sudden change of situation on the field with an uncanny expression.

The AC Milan players looked at each other as if they couldn't believe it was true. In the space of ten minutes, Fiorentina went from two goals down to equaliser, and it was all done by one person, and their former team-mates are not at all nostalgic about their old friendship.

"Don't be in a daze! Kickoff! We've got to win! Gattuso roared, Maldini was gone, the captain's armband was now on his arm, and he was going to have a captain's appearance. Although the goal conceded was due to his foul.

Di Livio jumped out of his seat the moment Zhang Jun scored, cheering before the rest of his teammates could react. He was not wrong.

"Come on! Zhang Jun! You can do it! ”

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With Inter Milan ahead of Bologna, AC Milan have gone from first to second, and their previous ease of feeling was gone, and a draw by Fiorentina meant losing the title.

Yang Pan looked at Zhang Jun, who was not excited after the slightest goal, he felt a little nervous, and he licked his lips a little unconsciously. This was his second official match against Zhang Jun, but Zhang Jun was stronger than he thought.

Zhang Jun at AC Milan has only played 40% of his strength due to various reasons, is it 100% now?

He turned his head to look at Kaka, who was waiting to serve, and the kid's face was no longer relaxed. Before the game, he also joked that if Fiorentina were relegated, then he would invite Zhang Jun to dinner to compensate. Now it seems that Zhang Jun is going to have a treat......

Damn it! What was I thinking! It's not over yet, we haven't lost yet! I asked Zhang Jun to try it, it's too embarrassing for me to admit defeat in advance!

Zhang Jun has always been your partner, and now I have found out that maybe we are more suitable as opponents.

The match was restarted with AC Milan kicking off. Zhang Jun's goal brought the two sides back to the same page, and AC Milan couldn't delay the game any longer, they had to score another goal. Fiorentina want this to be the case: both sides are attacking with all their might. It's as if two fighters don't defend but only throw punches, and in the end it's up to see who goes down first.

Kaka tried to break through with the ball, but Jang Jun shouted from behind: "Leave his pass alone!" Don't let him break through! If you can't, you'll foul! ”

When Yang Pan gets the ball, Zhang Jun will let his teammates foul him, and no foul will stop him from breaking through like a wind.

Almost every AC Milan player, Zhang Jun, is familiar with their characteristics and can allow his teammates to adjust their defensive strategies accordingly.

Ancelotti was relieved to let Zhang Jun go to Florence, and may never have imagined that there would be today. He thought neither Fiorentina nor Zhang Jun was enough to pose a threat to the Milanese dynasty he was trying to build, and now he was slapped in the face by reality.

The three substitutions have been used up, and he can only watch from the sidelines how Zhang Jun takes revenge.

Zhang Jun was the brightest star in the last 20 minutes, but he couldn't even play as a substitute under him back then, and life is really ironic.

Two voices rang out at the Frankie Stadium, with Fiorentina fans chanting the names of the team and Zhang Jun, while AC Milan fans chanted the team song "Milan, Milan" in unison.

The sounds mingled and the temperature of the entire Frankie rose by several degrees.

Li Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead, he just stood here, the sweat on his body did not stop, and his T-shirt was wet.

And those who have been running for more than 80 minutes on the field still have to go all out, and now I am afraid that it is no longer a competition of skills and tactics, but a contest of spiritual meaning.

"Hold on!" Di Livio shouted from the sidelines to cheer on his teammates. On the other side, Maldini was also loudly reminding his teammates to pay attention to Zhang Jun.

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Yang Pan cut off Jorgensen's ball on the flank and ran wildly.

At the same time, after Zhang Jun saw Yang Pan get the ball, he rushed back without defending. Because he knows that only his speed in the Fiorentina team can keep up with Yang Pan.

Yang Pan didn't notice this, and after he brought it into the 30-meter area, he saw that the opponent didn't come up, so he hurriedly took the ball to the middle and prepared to shoot from a distance.

AC Milan fans were ready to cheer, but after the football was shot hard, it hit a person in the chest and bounced out!

"Zhang Jun!?" Yang Pan exclaimed.

That's right, it was Zhang Jun, who was defending at high speed, who blocked this shot with his body, and finally let him catch up.

The football kicked by Yang Pan with all his strength was hit head-on less than ten meters away, and you can imagine how big the impact was.

The football popped off the sideline, and Zhang Jun was kicked into the air, and then fell to the ground.

Jorgensen and Yang Pan ran to Zhang Jun lying on the ground at the same time, he seemed to have some difficulty breathing, curled up on the ground, shivering.

"Referee! Doctor! We need doctors! Jorgensen shouted at the referee who was running towards him, saying that there have always been sudden deaths on the pitch in recent years, and he was afraid that Zhang Jun would do the same.

Yang Pan wanted to go up to see the situation, but was pushed away by Pazzini and squeezed in by himself. "Are you alright? Sheet?! Talk, hey! Answer me! ”

Yang Pan stood on the periphery like this, unable to see the situation inside, he was a little overwhelmed. The championship is important, but he is absolutely unwilling to let his good friends have any strengths and weaknesses for the sake of a championship.

Kaka also ran over, and he couldn't squeeze in either.

A lot of people were around, and the game was interrupted.

The referee pushed aside the crowd, looked at Zhang Jun's situation, and then motioned for the stretcher on the sidelines to come on.

"Zhang Jun fell to the ground, he was hit by Yang Pan's strong volley, we don't know what the situation is yet, the scene is very chaotic...... I just saw him seem to be convulsing...... Damn it! Don't be surprised! ”

Sophie, who was in China, also stood up, as if she could see behind the crowd. She clasped her hands together, bit her lips tightly, and didn't dare to take a breath, no, to be precise, at the moment when Zhang Jun fell to the ground, she didn't even breathe.

Di Livio tried to go up, but was blocked by a fourth official on the sidelines. Anxious, he cursed in a low voice, and had no choice but to stand helplessly on the sidelines, staring at the field, not daring to blink.

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When the football hit him, Zhang Jun only felt that his eyes were dark, and then he felt difficult to breathe, and he wanted to speak and opened his mouth but couldn't even pronounce a syllable. But his mind was still clear, and he could hear every word that everyone was saying, and he heard someone call for a doctor again.

Are you kidding? Isn't that a waste of time? I'm just out of breath, not as bad as you think. Who's going to help me up? As long as you stand up straight, your qi will naturally be smooth.

The stretcher came, but Zhang Jun struggled to get up from the ground by himself.

He still didn't speak, just a violent, dry cough, but he was waving his hand to signal not to use the stretcher.

Seeing him get up, everyone was taken aback at first, and then collectively breathed a sigh of relief: he was fine.

At this time, Yang Pan was able to squeeze forward and ask him, "Are you okay?" Don't scare us, boy! ”

Zhang Jun was speechless, just waved his hand.

Although Zhang Jun was reluctant to be carried down on a stretcher, it would be humiliating. But what the referee meant was that the players had to walk off the pitch with the stretcher, even if they weren't on the stretcher, and then come up again.

So Zhang Jun walked to the sideline with the support of two medical staff, and Di Livio rushed over, looking anxious. Zhang Jun was finally able to speak at this time, and he smiled at the old captain: "I'm fine, captain." ”

Immediately, he raised his hand to signal that he would go on the field, and the referee looked at him, and then hooked his hand: Come on.

The crowd stood up and applauded him, this time without distinction between the enemy and the enemy. Zhang Jun's spirit touched everyone.

"Listen to the applause! When we were lagging behind, only Zhang Jun did not give up the battle, and now he has even won the respect of the enemy! He's Frankie's hero! It's unbelievable, how could Malesani be so difficult to get along with such a person! ”

Zhang Jun's fighting spirit not only touched the fans, but also greatly boosted morale. Seeing that Zhang Jun was beaten and almost went into shock, which of them was embarrassed not to work hard?

It doesn't matter where they are next season, now they are Fiorentina players and they have to do their best for Fiorentina.

This much-maligned team is truly united and working towards a common goal.

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Time was passing inexorably, and the fourth official held up the sign for stoppage time, which would be four minutes due to Zhang Jun's injury just now. Both home and away fans booed the decision, four minutes was too little for them.

News came from the other stadium that the match between Parma and Brescia had just ended, and Parma successfully reversed to win 4-2 at home against Brescia. In this way, as long as Fiorentina beat AC Milan wins, then they will not need to play the play-offs and will be directly relegated.

The Fiorentina fans began to chant: "Parma 4:2 Brescia!" "Tell the Fiorentina players on the pitch that as long as we win, we will stay in the first division.

A minute later, the match between Inter Milan and Bologna was also over, with Inter Milan winning 2-1 against Bologna. After a brief cheer, the Meazza Stadium fell silent, and everyone waited for news from Frankie's side.

Li Yongle sat on the court, looking up at the sky, listening to the commentator relay the game for them. Judging from the paraphrase, the two teams are still entangled, attacking and defending each other. If the score of 2-2 is maintained until the end, Inter Milan will win the title by one point, but Fiorentina's prospects are not good.

He still wants Fiorentina to beat AC Milan so that everyone will be happy.

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With a minute to go until full-time, Fiorentina attacked, Jorgensen's cross was blocked by Stam on the touchline, he trotted over to get the ball, and then quickly tossed it to Micoli who came up to pick it up, and they couldn't afford to lose any time.

Yang climbed up to defend closely.

Mikoli slammed the ball backwards and then spun around sharply, forcing a force overtake with his speed! Passed!

Everyone, whether it was live, in front of the TV, or in Meacha, everyone stood up.

Mikoli knew how fast Yang Pan was, he didn't dare to take more, and passed the ball directly into the penalty area. As soon as the football went out, Yang Pan's feet came up, just a little bit.

Zhang Jun rushed towards the ball, and Nesta followed him closely, and his hands did not stop, pulling Zhang Jun's clothes backwards. He knew that Zhang Jun would not fall to the ground because of this pull, as long as he didn't fake the penalty, then he would have no chance for this ball.

Dida jumped out to seal the angle, and it was a fast and tricky low ball that Stam in front of him couldn't reach and missed.

Nesta used another force and simply put Zhang Jun over, and he wouldn't apply for a penalty anyway. Nesta thought.

Zhang Jun only felt his body fall backwards, but he didn't want to give up, he grabbed Nesta with one hand to prevent him from rushing in front of him, and with the other hand he kept his balance, stretched his body out, and then slammed his right foot towards the football!

Nesta no longer retained, and used all his strength in his hands, completely pulling Zhang Jun down, and at the same time shoveling the football with his feet, and interfering with him if he couldn't shovel out. But at this moment, Zhang Jun's right toe still touched the football, he pumped desperately, and the football drilled between the legs of Dida reflexively jumped!

Wear a crotch!

Then the football rolled into the goal without any suspense...... Gattuso's return defense only kicked the ball to the net and did not change the outcome.

“gooal！！ gooal！！ gooal！！ gooal！！ gooal！！ gooal！！ gooal！！ gooal！！ goooooooooooooooooooal――！！！ The Florentine live commentator jumped up from his seat, stepped on the broadcast platform with one foot, raised his hands and pointed to the sky, and kept shouting "goal" in his mouth, raising his arms and shouting!

There was only one voice at Frankie Field: "Hooray!" Zhang Jun!! Banzai! Florence!! ”

Zhang Jun just got up from the ground, and before he could run a few steps, he was thrown to the ground by Mikoli, this time the two of them hugged each other sincerely, and then, more and more teammates pressed over.

At that moment, even the cameras on the side of the pitch were shaking, and all the Florentines jumped to their feet and hugged the people around them, whether they knew each other or not, regardless of the difference between men and women.

Di Livio knelt on the sidelines amid this frantic cheer, and he muttered, "Good boy, you gave me such a perfect farewell ......"

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On the other side, only one voice could be heard in the silence of the Meazza Stadium: "Agoal!! agoal！！ agoal！！ agoal！！ agoal！！ agoal！！ agoal！！ agoal！！ agoal――！！！ They scored! No. 11 Zhang Jun! They are ahead of AC Milan! It was a last-minute goal! They've won! Fiorentina relegation! We are the champions! We are the champions!! ”

The Bologna players, who had still had a glimmer of hope and were waiting on the sidelines, were completely disappointed. And Inter Milan, from the players to the fans, jumped in ecstasy.

Li Yongle was even lifted by Adriano and Zanetti, he was the best in the game and deserved such treatment.

"We are champions!! We are the champions!! We are the champions!! We are the champions......" The announcer of Inter Milan was still roaring, his voice was choked, eighteen years! They finally won a league title.

Salute to all those who have worked hard and fought for the title in these 18 years, whether they are still at Inter Milan or not, and whether they are gone in the limelight or gloom. Li Yongle's efforts have fulfilled the dream in the hearts of all Inter Milaners.

In addition to the ecstasy, many more people have already burst into tears.

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AC Milan attacked frantically, but there was not much time left for them, Fiorentina all retreated to the penalty area, and no matter how they attacked, they looked weak against the bucket formation. The official AC Milan announcer, who was still leisurely predicting Fiorentina's relegation, was now in a hurry, yelling at every shot that missed: "Damn it! Shot missed! How could Yang Pan miss at this time?! Yes! Kaka, don't bring it, pass the ball! Ancelotti, an idiot, actually replaced Giraldino, and now when we want to attack, we don't have enough troops! What the hell! Fiorentina simply don't have the strength to overtake us! It's our own carelessness! They must be thinking about how to go on vacation! This group of absent-minded people! If we are robbed of the title by Inter Milan, I see how they will have the face to come back to Milan...... Yes!! Sheva shoots! Oh, my God...... It's ridiculously high! ”

After Shepchenko fired the ball high, the referee blew the final whistle mercilessly.

At this moment, the people on the Fiorentina bench who had been waiting on the sidelines for a long time rushed into the stadium, and not only them, but also the fans in the stands broke through the police and rushed in like a tidal wave.

The AC Milan players had no time to grieve over the loss of their title and had to retreat into the dressing room before the fans poured into the stadium completely. The police are protecting their retreat. This situation is really ironic compared to their scenery before the game. But no one cares about them anymore.

Everyone else bowed their heads and walked back to the locker room silently, but Yang Pan stood at the entrance of the passage and watched the crazy celebration scene in the field, Zhang Jun was drowned in the crowd, and he couldn't find it. He really wanted to see the expression on Zhang Jun's face at this moment, he had been aggrieved for a year, and now he could finally release it to his heart's content.

Kaka walked over and bumped Yang Pan: "Looking for Zhang Jun?" ”

Yang Pan nodded.

Kaka also looked up at the sidelines, he couldn't see Zhang Jun like Yang Pan. "Forget it, let's go. It was his moment and we lost. ”

Yang Pan nodded, then turned around and walked towards the locker room with Kaka.

"Hey, Kaka, you won't resent me for letting Zhang Jun go so hard, right?"

"Resentment? Why? If I were in your place, I would say the same. Since it is a critical battle, there should be no reservations, we are not unjustly lost, Zhang Jun, this kid is too powerful......"

"But the champion is gone......"

"Let's make Li Yongle happy for a year, next year's champion must be ours. But ......"

"But what?"

"But I don't want to meet Zhang Jun ...... again in the final round of the league."

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"We have succeeded in relegation! Let's cheer to the fullest! The narrator is further sensationalizing.

When the referee blew the final whistle, Zhang Jun's mind went blank, and happiness suddenly surged in, and he didn't even have the slightest mental preparation. When he came to his senses, he was surrounded by people, and all he had left was a pair of panties, and there were crazy fans trying to rip off his tight panties.

"Hey! Stop me! Zhang Jun desperately slapped away the black hands that grabbed the underwear, and then squeezed out of the field, to the place where there were police.

He saw Di Livio, the old captain only had a pair of underwear left, Obodo simply didn't even have underwear, the work hung hanging outside, but he didn't mind, he was still messing with the others.

It's crazy!

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Almost all of the players who finally returned to the locker room were naked, some had a pair of underwear left, and some had no underwear. Malaisani was no exception, and they continued to mess around in the dressing room, spraying each other with champagne and drizzling beer over their heads.

Even the president de la Valle, who came to congratulate and thank the team, was not "spared", and when he pushed the door in, Di Livio poured a beer on him.

Zhang Jun, as the number one hero, was naturally treated ceremoniously, champagne and beer could almost give him a bath, everyone had to pour him a bottle, Di Livio was the most enthusiastic about him, two bottles of beer, a bottle of champagne. At this time, he didn't have the majesty of a captain, and Zhang Jun naturally fought back unceremoniously.

He has gone up to trick almost everyone, and he has been framed by almost everyone. But Malaisani was the only one who didn't, and he didn't bother with the manager. Even on the day of great joy, the hatred between them was not diluted by champagne and beer.

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Wild celebrations spread throughout the city until the early hours of the next morning. But small celebrations continued for a week.

The 06/07 season came to an end in Serie A with Inter Milan claiming their first league title in 18 years, while Fiorentina finally got a good end after a losing season and they were relegated.

After the excitement of relegation faded, people's eyes once again focused on two people: Zhang Jun and Malaisani.

It is reported that even if the relegation is successful, Zhang Jun has not hugged and celebrated with Malaisani, and there is no congratulations with a courtesy surname.

It is also reported that Malaisani suggested to De La Valle that if he wants to make a difference next season, he must sell Zhang Jun. The reason is that Zhang Jun's presence will disrupt his tactical arrangement. He needs to have absolute control of the team, just like he did at Parma.

And Zhang Jun has no worries after the team's relegation, what is the overall situation, what is the compromise...... Now get out of the way, he now needs to fight for his future after fighting for relegation. He made public the contradictions between Malesani and made no secret of his dislike for the old man, and he even went so far as to threaten Dravalle that if he wanted him to stay, then Malesani would leave. Although he did not want to leave Florence, if Malesani did not leave, he was the only one.

Hua Fang also appeared in front of the media, admitting that there are many clubs interested in Zhang Jun now. This even includes AC Milan, who still have half of Zhang Jun's ownership.

The excitement and warmth after the relegation a week ago were gone, and the parties tore off their masks and fought openly. Against such a noisy backdrop, no one noticed the news of Di Livio's retirement, and he went quietly. There have been so many things going on this summer, and by the time people react, the new season is almost underway.

Zhang Jun said he couldn't understand Malaisani's conservative tactics, which led to Fiorentina having to fight AC Milan in the final round.

Malaisani, on the other hand, accused Zhang Jun of undermining the unity of the dressing room and even inciting fans who did not know the truth to oppose the club.

The arguments between the two converged on the club's big boss de la Valle, and he had to make a choice against these two. Zhang Jun and Malaisani have torn their faces, water and fire are incompatible, and the contradictions are irreconcilable, even if he is quite peaceful, he can't be a peacemaker.

Although there were many fans who supported Zhang Jun, De La Valle still remembered the scene in the final game that made him quite unhappy: Zhang Jun actually talked and laughed with AC Milan's Yang Pan on the field, and made intimate gestures.

In his opinion, Zhang Jun is obviously not dead set on AC Milan, and his agent also admits that AC Milan is interested in Zhang Jun and wants to take back half of the ownership. It's not a taste in his heart, this is betrayal!

He then expressed his opinion through the media: "Fiorentina are a united team, as a whole. On this basis, no player is indispensable and no one is for sale. If there is anyone who is obsessed with the past, I don't want to be a bad guy who stands in his way. ”

When he said this, he had long forgotten how desperately he had been a year and a half ago to get this man who was obsessed with the past.

A failed season that gave him a moment to reflect. In order to restore the glory of Fiorentina FC, he has to be an iron-blooded chairman. Last season's poor results were due to his relaxation with his players, and now he has to be ruthless. If anyone dares to challenge his authority and sabotage his plan for revival, then there will be no forgiveness and a decisive decision.

Those people in history who want to achieve something have to sacrifice something. Unfortunately, Zhang Jun fell victim to De La Valle's dream of spring and autumn.

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