Link, AC Milan, Juventus, Fiorentina have been like a purple lightning bolt over Italy, splitting the originally solid Serie A tradition. Milan have almost certainly given up on the league, they have to concentrate on playing the Champions Cup, they can't win the domestic title, and it is a good thing to win a European title.

Fiorentina's biggest threat to the championship is only Juventus, the same without the Champions Cup, and the strength is outstanding, although the unexpected defeat to Fiorentina, but this does not mean that they have no chance to overtake, as long as Fiorentina in the next six rounds of the league slightly worse, Juventus, who is currently on the same point with them, will surpass them, called the first in the league, and will not give Fiorentina a chance to meet them face to face.

The only thing that works in Fiorentina's favour is the fixtures, with Fiorentina facing relatively weak opponents in the final six rounds, while Juventus have a very strong opponent waiting for them in the 35th round of the league - Inter Milan, who have just returned from the Champions League.

Even when they won back-to-back games against AC Milan and Juventus, most of the Italian media did not shout that "the league title will be in Fiorentina's pocket", because they were still waiting, waiting to see the match between Fiorentina and the unstable Roma.

The media like to see the wind and rudder, and that's their natural surname. Therefore, in the delicate moment of winning the title, they are not willing to provoke the old giants AC Milan and Juventus. But what about when Fiorentina won a two-game winning streak again? At that time, I am afraid that Milan and Juventus themselves had to admit a fact.

On this day, when Zhang Jun walked into the dressing room in Fiorentina to change clothes and go to the training ground, he found many teammates gathered in front of a wall, and he pushed through the crowd and squeezed in. As a result, I saw a large white piece of paper with two numbers written on it, "8;1", and nothing else.

None of them understood what these two numbers meant. Xiang Tao turned his head and saw Zhang Jun standing beside him, so he asked him. As a result, Zhang Jun just shook his head, and he didn't know what it meant.

"Who posted this paper?" He asked.

"I don't know, we were already on the wall of the locker room when we came."

Zhang Jun tilted his head and thought about it, but he didn't come up with a reason. He clapped his hands: "Alright! Let's change our clothes, it's time for us to go to training, the boss must be in a hurry. ”

When everyone left, Zhang Jun was the last to go out, and he turned his head again to look at the two numbers on the wall. What do "8" and "1" represent? Still not answering this time, he shook his head and closed the door and walked out.

Training has not been easy, and as the league draws to a close and the hopes of winning the title grow, Sabato has also tightened its demands on the team. For example, he offered for the first time not to let players fool around outside after 11 p.m. When Sabato announced this, Xiang Tao looked at Crewe with bad intentions, but Crewe looked straight ahead with no expression on his face.

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On April 24, in the 33rd round of Serie A, Fiorentina hosted Roma, this game is the highlight of this round of the league, the focus of the battle, because the outcome of this game largely determines the final suspense of the season.

AC Milan, Juventus, and Inter Milan are all hoping for Fiorentina to lose. But Udinese and Sampdoria are hoping for a win for Fiorentina. Because the former is still hoping to win the title, while the latter is because Roma are competing with them for qualification in the UEFA Cup.

Zhang Jun did not score in this game, but Fiorentina narrowly beat Roma with a score of 2:1. With five minutes left in the game, Fiorentina took a one-goal lead, and Roma launched a madman's counterattack in the hope of equalising the score, for Juventus and AC Milan, even if Fiorentina drew it was a very good result, but Fiorentina himself could not accept it. Sabato roared and jumped on the sidelines, roaring for his team to hold on. When the referee blew the final whistle after four minutes of stoppage time, many Fiorentina players collapsed from exhaustion, and Sabato felt like he had crawled out of hell for the first time.

In the last five minutes, Fiorentina, who have always suppressed their opponents, was pressed into their own box by Roma for the first time, and Sabato's heart stopped beating at that time, and he just wanted to know when the game would end.

You know, this is the first time in his eight years of coaching career that he is so close to the championship trophy, and it is inevitable that he will be a little nervous.

But his nervousness was quickly put behind him, and at the press conference, Sabato, who had to go to the phone booth every time to change his clothes, read his clichéd line: "It's three wins in a row, as I said, we're going to win until we win the championship." ”

His uninspired remarks have caused many reporters to complain in their reports that Sabato now has nothing other than the aphorism of nagging his disciples.

Although he is unwilling to make Sabato proud, many media have to say that this season's league championship is likely to belong to Fiorentina.

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Three days later, in the European Champions Cup, Zhang Jun watched the match between Barcelona and Bayern Munich with Sophie in front of the TV as a spectator. The two duels against Fiorentina depleted Bayern Munich's last ounces of strength, and Anke, after his last two super-level performances, was in a slump and failed to block Ronaldinho's ghostly shot from outside the box. At that time, Ronaldinho received a pass outside the penalty area, he did not dribble the ball, did not pass, did not even turn back to run, but twisted his butt in the face of Lucio, and then raised the calf of his left foot, suddenly exerted force, stabbed on the spot, and the football flew into the goal against the post. Anke didn't react at all, he even looked at the Barcelona players celebrating the goal with some blankness, not knowing what had just happened.

Originally, Zhang Jun hoped that Anke would replace him and finally win the Champions Cup, but when he saw that unbelievable goal, he was speechless for a while. He definitely can't hit that kind of shot at the moment, he just can't think of it, and it's no wonder that Anke has nothing to do with this ball.

The current Ronaldinho is just like the middle of the day, his age, experience, experience, and technology are gradually maturing. Saying that he is the first person in football today is probably not many people object.

Even Real Madrid was pressed by Barcelona and couldn't hold their heads up.

Not to mention Brazil's recent results on the international stage.

The match was Bayern's home stadium, but in the end Barcelona left with a 1-1 draw.

Sophie was also a little puzzled by Anke's sluggish performance, but Zhang Jun didn't find it strange: "He was originally a game-type goalkeeper, and he was the type of inconsistent performance. He got into the groove too early in the game against us, so he deserved to be unlucky in this game...... It's so slow to get into the groove when it comes to Ronaldinho. The next round is to Camp Nou, I think they are more than lucky. ”

On the other hand, AC Milan beat Liverpool 2-0 at their home stadium to add the heaviest weight to the final.

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The Champions Cup is now someone else's game after all, and Zhang Jun's only goal at the moment is to win the league title this season. Every day you can see that piece of paper in the locker room, there are still two numbers "8" and "1" on it, and no one thinks it strange anymore, they are used to it. Although I still don't know the specific meaning of the representation, it must have its meaning here.

Under the gaze of these two figures, Fiorentina defeated Lazio 3:2 in the 34th round of the league, but Zhang Jun did not score.

In the 35th round of the league, the highlight is in Turin, Juventus hosts Inter Milan, the two Champions League disappointments are not doing very well in the domestic league now, they desperately need a win to save this failed season, and Juventus have a stronger desire to win, because if they win, they can continue to put pressure on Fiorentina. And if you lose...... Take a look at Fiorentina's opponents in the final three rounds, who can declare themselves defeated in advance.

Before the game, Zhang Jun had not been in contact with Li Yongle, and he was afraid of being gossiped. But the day before the game, Li Yongle took the initiative to call: "Hey, don't you plan to say something about the game between us and Juventus?" ”

"......" Zhang Jun was silent for a long time before he said to Li Yongle, "Defeat them." ”

Li Yongle smiled, "Even if you continue to be silent, I will do it." It's not about the fate of your Fiorentina, it's just that because we are Juventus' opponents, we can't afford to lose to Juventus. It's an Italian derby! ”

Before the game, Capello has been fighting with Inter Milan, putting pressure on the team's coaches and players, and recently he even made a fuss about the Chinese players in the Inter Milan and Fiorentina teams, thinking that Inter Milan's Li Yongle will definitely fight to help Fiorentina's Zhang Jun win the league title, so Juventus is not facing Inter Milan, but Inter Milan plus Fiorentina.

In this regard, Li Yongle ridiculed him: "If he says so, then there are Italian players in all the teams in Serie A, why doesn't he talk about this?" In that case, didn't Juventus play every game and two opponents all season? Can I see his remarks as racist? Li Yongle's last cruel words suddenly shut up Capello.

Of course, Li Yongle didn't really think of suing Capello for racial discrimination, after all, his words were ambiguous, and he could say whatever he wanted. But his initiative to stand up and fight back against Capello also shows that his status in the Inter Milan team is changing little by little - these words were previously made by their captain Javier; Zanetti said. The 36-year-old is now semi-retired, with Inter Milan's current captain Adriano, but Mancini is interested in a better big-picture man to wear the armband.

The high-profile Italian derby ended with Inter Milan's victory, but they also paid the price of Martins' suspension and Adriano's injury. The fire of both sides in that game lasted from the first minute to the last minute, and no one wanted to lose to their mortal enemies, and no one wanted to lose the hope and dignity of the league title.

In normal matches, the referee on duty, Paparesta, showed a total of thirteen yellow cards and one red card. You can imagine how intense the competition was from this number.

Inter took the lead with Adriano's raid in the opening 27 minutes, and then Mancini unexpectedly retreated, and Li Yongle organized the whole team to defend, and Inter Milan's midfield was like an iron curtain to keep Juventus' attack out.

No matter what tactics Capello used and how he made substitutions, Li Yongle did not give Juventus a chance, and in the end Inter Milan defeated Juventus 1:0 with this goal. The post-match evaluation was very disappointing about this game, because it was not as exciting as I thought at the beginning, but the intensity was ...... However, the spectators are here to see the goals and the exciting attacking stops, not the referee's cards and rough fouls.

When Capello heard the referee's final whistle, his heart instantly chilled.

Fiorentina, who kicked off at the same time as this game, challenged Atalanta away, although it was an away game, but facing Atalanta, who had been relegated in advance, Fiorentina played quite easily, and they beat Atalanta 6:2 away. Among them, it is particularly worth mentioning that Zhang Jun was only one goal away from scoring a hat-trick. He has already scored twenty-five goals, and he is only five goals away from thirty. And those five goals must be scored in the last three rounds of the league......

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"It's impossible! In the final stage of the league, both sides of the game will be very cautious, where will there be such a chance for Zhang Jun to score. If it weren't for the deliberate cooperation of the whole team, this would not have been possible. It would be a big joke if the whole team gave up the title race for thirty goals for one top scorer! ”

In the program "Champions and Dreams" hosted by Illalia, a guest talked about Zhang Jun's vow to score 30 goals. In his opinion, Zhang Jun said that at the beginning, it was nothing more than coping with the scene, but when Zhang Jun seemed to be really about to come true, he panicked.

Recently, Zhang Jun has also been worried about this problem. In his opinion, he is the league's top scorer, but there is really no need to keep that 30-goal vow.

He was afraid that the team would deliberately increase the assists given to him for the sake of his boring oath, and instead neglected the team's primary goal. But he didn't know how to tell his teammates directly, and he finally decided to go to Sabato.

Sabato pulled a chair for Zhang Jun to sit down, but he himself sat very indecently on the wide desk, dangling one leg in front of Zhang Jun's eyes. Zhang Jun was used to Sabato's way, and he didn't feel anything wrong.

"You're here to talk about this?"

Zhang Jun nodded.

Sabato grinned, "I thought it was a big deal, look at your solemn face." It turned out to be this! ”

Zhang Jun was a little surprised, he didn't realize that this was a trivial matter, and if it was not handled well, it would definitely affect the team's results.

"You don't think you can score five goals in three games?"

Zhang Jun nodded again: "If you don't have the support of the whole team, it will be very difficult." ”

Sabato snapped his fingers and counted: "Five goals in three games, well, an average of ...... per game Damn it! He pulled a calculator directly from the table and clicked it, "1.66666666666666666666666666666666666666666666......6666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666

"The owner...... Don't count after one decimal place......" Zhang Jun said weakly.

"Oh......" Sabato scratched his head, then left the computer aside. I don't think averaging 1.6 goals per game is how difficult it is for you right now. Since you swear in front of so many people on TV, you have to obey it, it's something a man has to do, and if you can't do it, you're not a man. ”

Sabato's tone was a little heavy, which made Zhang Jun raise his head again.

"Of course, you don't expect the team to support you because it's a pledge that belongs to you alone. Our team's vow is to be champions, and we have our own things to do. ”

"So ......"

Sabato didn't give Jang Jun a chance to speak, and he continued: "Can't you even score five goals in three games? Zhang Jun, I know you've been holding your breath after the Bayern game, so wouldn't it be nice to use this opportunity to vent? ”

Zhang Jun was still hesitating, and Sabato added: "If you really can't do it, then this time is a lesson, you remember not to easily promise what you can't do in front of outsiders next time." Okay, I'm still busy, you get out. ”

Zhang Jun, who returned to the locker room, happened to see Xiang Tao just coming out of the bathroom, and he grabbed Xiang Tao: "Hey, Xiang Tao." Ask you one thing, an average of 1.6 goals per game, can this be done? ”

"How is this possible?!" Xiang Tao shouted.

Really...... Zhang Jun muttered in his heart.

"That's an average of 1.6 goals per game, you know what that means? That means 60 goals for one person throughout the season! Oh, my God! In modern football, there is simply no one striker who can do it! "Obviously, he is better at arithmetic than Sabato." Who told you about the whole season? Zhang Jun gave Xiang Tao a roll of his eyes, and as soon as he heard it, he knew that this kid wanted to be crooked. I mean, in three games, you can average 1.6 goals per game, five goals in three games, can you do that? ”

Zhang Jun pointed at Xiang Tao, Xiang Tao smiled: "What you are asking is nonsense, I am a defender, how can I do it?" If I could, I wouldn't be here now. But you ......," Xiang Tao pointed back, "you can definitely do it." ”

"Me?"

"Because you're a striker! For a striker, if he is in good form and lucky, it is no problem to score a hat-trick in three consecutive games, or to score a brace, let alone five goals in three games? You're a striker, no matter what, just score a goal, and sometimes, I envy you. ”

"Then you can go up and score goals yourself......"

Xiang Tao glared at Zhang Jun: "You stupid, who will defend me after I rush up?" I can only go up once in a while, and I can't stay in front and never come back, like you. The duties of a defender are complex, not only to defend, but also to be involved in the team's assists. And the striker only needs to score goals, and keep scoring goals. Because scoring goals is a striker's vocation! Xiang Tao kicked out suddenly, and the slippers on his feet slammed into the cabinet in front of him, and a small pit suddenly appeared on the thin iron cabinet door.

Xiang Tao was startled after just one glance at the name on the cabinet, he pounced on it, and kept pressing it with his hand, hoping to press the counter flat. Because he kicked Crewe's cabinet.

"Oops! Zhang Jun, if you want to testify to me, just say that this cabinet was sunken by yourself, I didn't do anything, I didn't do anything......" Hearing that there was no sound behind him, he turned his head to look, only to find that the locker room was empty, and the door that was still gently shaking indicated that Zhang Jun had just left. "Hey, Zhang Jun......"

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Because scoring goals is a striker's vocation!

Xiang Tao's words were deeply imprinted in Zhang Jun's mind. It's ridiculous that a striker wants a defender to tell him this, what else does he have to hesitate, whether it is five goals in three games or thirty goals in a single season, it is just what he should do as a striker. If you can't do it, you're not a man, and you're not a qualified striker.

Zhang Jun was firm in his heart, but he forgot Xiang Tao in the locker room.

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The semi-finals of the UEFA Champions League ended on May 4, and as Zhang Jun expected, Anke's Bayern Munich could not turn the tables on the road, and they eventually lost 0-1 to Barcelona. As a result, they were eliminated by Barcelona with an aggregate score of 1:2.

On the other hand, AC Milan lost 1-2 to Liverpool at Anfield, but this did not prevent them from advancing to the final. With an aggregate score of 3:2, AC Milan will represent Italy and face Spain's Barcelona at the Bernabeu Stadium on May 27.

This is an embarrassing result for someone who loves Real Madrid. Originally, they wanted to reach the final on this field, but they were eliminated by Fiorentina. If the Catalians end up winning the cup, it will be a heavy blow to Real Madrid.

After the game, Zhang Jun made a phone call to Yang Pan and Kaka to congratulate them, and then asked them to beat Barcelona, saying that this was a request from Real Madrid fans, which made Yang Pan and Kaka over there laugh. Although Barcelona are the strongest team in Europe, they are still confident of beating their opponents. Because in their minds, only AC Milan is the strongest team.

Perhaps in a good mood, Yang Pan and Kaka also congratulated Zhang Jun in advance for winning the Serie A championship and top scorer this season.

This congratulations made Zhang Jun a little confused.

"You must think it's weird, right? The league is still over, how can you say something like that. But even if we don't admit it, it's about to happen, Fiorentina were impeccable in the final stretch and I'm not surprised if they win the league in the end, and neither is Kaka. That's why we say so. Milan's goal this season is the European title, and your goal is the league title, so it's not bad to have that result. ”

"Also...... Thirty balls Oh, we can all remember, the promise you made at the Oscars, don't try to deny it, haha! ”

Zhang Jun's face turned red, could it be that Yang Pan also knew what he was hesitating about some time ago?

"No, I won't deny it......" he quickly explained.

"That's good." Yang Pan suddenly didn't speak to Zhang Jun in that joking tone, but said seriously, "For the championship, for your dreams, Zhang Jun, come on!" ”

Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment, how long had he not heard Yang Pan speak to him in such a big brother tone? When he left Milan......

What is your dream, Jun Zhang? Yang Pan, who met for the first time, looked at the boy who was a little younger than himself and asked.

Playing football happily with friends. The smile on the boy's face gave the impression that his answer was very sincere.

Have fun playing football together? What a dream...... But if you want to play together happily, you have to keep winning, because if you lose, you won't be happy.

Keep winning! Zhang Jun clenched his fists.

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"Ahh It's unbelievable!! Brace! Brace!! Zhang Jun scored two goals in this game! Two goals have already been scored! The Sky TV commentator shouted excitedly, "Now the number of goals is twenty-seven!" Twenty-seven! He's three goals away from thirty balls! ”

Now all of Italy is not only concerned about AC Milan's Champions League final, but also the league title and the selection of relegated teams, and then this 30-goal commitment. When Zhang Jun broke the record of almost half a century in Serie A last season, many people at that time thought that the Chinese striker was lucky, but if he continued to score 30 goals this time, then no one could doubt anything.

Sabato was waving his arms on the sidelines, he wasn't worried about the team, on the contrary, he was cheering for Jang Jun and cheering for the team's performance. It's their away game, but the opposition isn't strong. They are now 3-1 ahead of Brescia away and have little game time left, and Brescia are not worried about relegation, but they will not be able to make it to next season's European competition, so they have lost their fighting spirit.

After scoring the goal, Zhang Jun changed his celebratory posture, from the first goal he scored in this game, he has been celebrating with a gesture, raising his right hand high, stretching out three fingers, and then hammering his chest with his left hand, signaling to the audience: Thirty goals, do what you say!

Fiorentina won 3-1 at home against Brescia in this match. Continuing to hold a three-point lead over Juventus.

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In the new issue of "Champions and Dreams" after this game, Illaria talked about this issue again, and it was still the guest, but his voice was already a little lacking in confidence: "Uh...... Three goals in two games...... It's okay, it's okay...... If he doesn't score in the next game, I think it's going to be very difficult, to score a hat-trick in the most crucial game, to help the team win the title, and to make himself commit to 30 goals. It's too difficult...... It's bigger than five goals in three games! ”

And as if it was against this guest, in the next round of the league, Fiorentina hosted Vicenza, who was going to fight for relegation, and the comments originally thought that this game would be a hard battle for Fiorentina, but no one expected that in just one minute and twenty seconds after the opening, Zhang Jun opened the scoring with a long-range shot. Vicenza thought it would be difficult to play away from home at first, so they developed a very strict defensive counter-attacking tactic, but they didn't expect to be disrupted by Zhang Jun in just one minute and twenty seconds after the opening game.

Many of the fans who had arrived late were still busy looking down for their seats when they heard a sudden burst of cheers from the Frankie Stadium - Fiorentina took the lead.

"Too ...... It's so fast! Zhang Jun is full of energy today! He showed no pity for his opponent and scored a goal as soon as he came up, and Fiorentina are now 1-0 ahead of Vicenza! ”

After the goal, Zhang Jun raised three fingers again, and then beat his chest with his left hand, and without saying a word, he could already make the whole Frankie roar along with the action of beating his chest.

That's what leadership is.

The players in Vicenza felt their feet tremble at the roar, let alone play well. Fiorentina's "home of the devil" is not a boastful name.

Although Vicenza very much wanted to win this game to avoid relegation, Zhang Jun would not agree to them. As the first half looked to end, the kid scored another goal that made all Vicenza people cry - to lose this game is to lose the season.

In the end, Fiorentina swept Vicenza 4-0 at home, bringing the team back to the second division after being promoted from the second division last year.

This time, I can't see that guest in "Champions and Dreams".

When Zhang Jun stood in front of the blank paper again and looked at the two numbers on it, he seemed to understand. He looked left and right, there was no one in the locker room, and they were all gone. He picked up the marker that Sabato had thrown on the ground and drew a big "8" in front of the "30".

Then he threw the pen back on the ground, clapped his hands, stepped away, and looked at the paper with satisfaction.

30, thirty league goals promised.

8. The eight rounds of league games since losing the Champions Cup can also be seen as the upcoming eight rounds of consecutive wins.

1. This is the most important ...... For Fiorentina, who have endured all these ups and downs, exactly 50 years later, they have regained a league title – the last one dating back to the 68/69 season of the last century.

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There is still a major event before the final round of the domestic league, which is the game that Zhang Jun has to pay attention to. That was the final of the UEFA Champions League at the Bernabéu Stadium in Madrid, Spain. Although Yang Pan and Kaka both had a certain amount of tickets in hand, Zhang Jun did not go to the scene to watch the game. Maybe deep down in his heart, he is still a little unwilling to lose to Bayern and be eliminated, this Bernabeu should have been the venue for their game, but now it has become a grandstand box, and he is unwilling to go.

So he stayed at home and let Sophie watch the TV broadcast with him.

It can be seen that Real Madrid's home Bernabeu is a stage that Barcelona is very eager to play in, and they are confident to beat AC Milan here. Although the local fans in Madrid were not friendly to them, the majority of the stands were still Barcelona fans from Catalonia.

Although it looks like a neutral venue, it is more like the home of Barcelona, which is quite bad for AC Milan.

The game was played very beautifully, because the head coach of Barcelona is Rijkaard, and the head coach of AC Milan is Fan; Basten. Therefore, this game is also known as the battle of the Dutch Three Musketeers, both of whom are coaches who advocate attack, and the two teams have deeply imprinted their personal marks as their head coaches, so both teams are passionate attacking teams.

In such an important final, the coaches of both sides still insisted on attacking, in addition to the strength of the team, what courage it takes!

The excited narrator's mouth hardly stopped, praising this and that. Also, in the history of the European Champions Cup final, there have been few such lively confrontations.

Zhang Jun watched the game quietly, he was neither worried nor nervous. But his eyes reflected the light of the TV screen, twinkle and twinkle. That's his deep ambition - next year...... Next year, we will stand on such a field as well!

In the end, Barcelona had the last laugh as they won 4-2 against AC Milan, and the midfield duel between Kaka and Ronaldinho also ended in a victory for Ronaldinho. Samuel Eto'o and Lionel Messi scored a goal each, while Ronaldinho was the biggest winner, not only winning the Champions Cup, but also being the best player of the year thanks to two talented goals in the final. Milan, on the other hand, scored two goals through Shepchenko and Gilardino. As the main player, Kaka's performance was acceptable, but there was no assist, but Yang Pan assisted Gilardino to score once.

The joy of the winner and the bitterness of the loser are perfectly presented on the screen by advanced TV technology, but Zhang Jun turned off the TV directly.

Sophie was a little strange, why did Zhang Jun behave so out of the way today, so calm and relaxed...... Didn't take your friend's game to heart?

"Zhang Jun?" She asked curiously.

Zhang Jun naturally knew what Sophie was asking him, and he smiled: "Don't worry, I'm fine." This is the game is over, and I don't want to see Yang Pan's sad appearance anymore, in addition...... I don't want to see Barcelona proud. In the end, this is someone else's game, and the last round of the league the day after tomorrow is our big battle! ”

Sophie nodded. "I know that if we win, we are champions, and if we lose, we may play a play-off with Juventus."

Zhang Jun smiled and nodded: "That's right." ”

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At first, the team members thought it was strange that there was a sudden extra set of numbers on the white paper, because it was obvious that the handwriting was not written by a single person. But they couldn't see what that meant. Sabato and Di Livio laughed at the paper for a long time - they didn't let the rest of the team see it, of course.

Since you can't figure it out, don't think about it now, anyway, the game is the most important thing. The team members seemed calmly under the gaze of this blank sheet of paper, preparing for Sunday's decisive battle.

It seems calm......

The last week of training has been often interrupted by the whistle and scolding from Sabato, because the players have made so many mistakes and mistakes during the week's training, in Sabato's words: "You bastards! I make more mistakes in a week than I do in a season!! What's going on in your head? ”

There are only two people who are acting normally: one is Krewe, who has always been indifferent to anything; The other is their captain Zhang Jun.

The scorching heat seemed to make Sabato impatient.

That's not a good sign.

After the last day of training, Sabato did not leave everyone to talk about what to pay attention to in tomorrow's game, and he disbanded the team with a wave of his hand.

Just as he was packing up in his office and about to go home, there was a knock on his door.

Sabato wondered who would be looking for him at this time, "Come in." ”

Pushing the door open was Di Livio, and at the sight of his assistant's face, Sabato understood what Di Livio was looking for him.

"Antonio, I want to talk to you." There were no pleasantries, Di Livio said straight to the point. Sabato just likes his straightforward surname, no detours, and everyone is worry-free.

"Is it about tomorrow's game?" Sabato motioned for him to sit, but he was still standing at the table, his hands tidying up.

Di Livio nodded: "I noticed that you have also become a little wrong lately, and you have more and more tantrums, is this game also making you feel pressure?" ”

Sabato raised his head and grinned at his assistant: "Angelo, you have been with me for two years, when have you ever seen me reveal all my hole cards?" If you think I'm impatient in front of outsiders, I'm really impatient...... You're too visionary, aren't you? ”

"Have you been pretending all the time?"

"Well, it's a little bit nervous, and it's the first time I've faced a league title with half a step in front of me, so I'm definitely not in the same mood as usual. But! Sabato suddenly raised his voice, "But! But...... This level of tension simply could not have caused me to behave aversely, so there is only one explanation...... That's how I took advantage of this emotion in my heart to make my performance more realistic! Even you have been deceived, doesn't that mean that I succeeded? Ahaha! Sabato laughed loudly as if no one was around.

Di Livio's expression next to him is not very natural, although he has been working with Sabato for two years, it does not mean that he can calmly accept Sabato's performance anytime and anywhere.

"I'm going to make that old bastard Capello think we're Florentina messing and give him a chance. He must be thinking in his heart that tomorrow they win and we lose, so that both sides have the same number of points and he can play in the play-offs. But what he thinks is so beautiful, tomorrow we will give them a big 'surprise'! Ahaha!! ”

Antonio...... Are you really sure you're okay? ”

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After dinner, Zhang Jun suddenly decided to pull Sophie out to cool off.

I stepped out of the air-conditioned room and went into the courtyard. The weather at the end of May is already summer, and the temperature is not low. Although the scorching heat of the day gradually subsided, the residual heat still suffocated the two of them.

"It's so hot!" Sophie couldn't help but scream.

Even Zhang Jun fanned his clothes, hoping to create a little wind. Sophie didn't understand why Zhang Jun didn't enjoy the air conditioning in the house at this time, but he had to run out to enjoy the coolness.

The two sat on two reclining chairs in the courtyard, Zhang Jun put down the backrest of the reclining chair, and the whole person lay down as if he was lying on the bed. And Sophie sat upright next to Zhang Jun.

"Why did you suddenly think you were going to come outside to cool off?" Sophie asked, confused.

"Hehe, nothing. I just feel that staying in an air-conditioned room with poor ventilation all day is not good for my health, and the outside is a little hot, but the air is good. Zhang Jun replied casually, he couldn't say wrong for this reason, but for Sophie, she felt that it was not so simple.

"Because tomorrow's game is boring for you? So want to come out and breathe? ”

Zhang Jun groaned, "You're too smart, Sophie...... I'm not worried about myself, I'm just worried about the team. Everyone's performance is weird, even the boss, who has often become nameless lately. Even if we lose, we can still play the play-offs against Juventus, but I don't think there is anything to do for us if we are dragged into the play-offs against a calculating opponent like Juventus. ”

"Oh? Then you already have a way? Sophie asked.

"How? What can I do? I'm not a manager...... Besides, it's their own business, and I can't help it. ”

Sophie smiled: "Isn't that enough?" Since you can't solve it, and you can't help it, why are you bothered here? ”

"Huh?" Zhang Jun looked at Sophie's smiling face.

'I know how important tomorrow's game is for you, there are going to be people who are going to behave out of shape because of that pressure, but now you can't help them when you're sitting in the yard at home, if you really want to help them, just wait until tomorrow's game and help them with your goals.'

Sophie's words suddenly woke up Zhang Jun, he is only a player in the end, not a head coach or the president of the club. Will he be able to help his teammates, his team, with goals anytime soon?

Zhang Jun sighed with relief: "I don't know if they can sleep well tonight......"

At some point, the residual heat of the day had completely dissipated, and a wisp of night breeze gently came, caressing Zhang Jun and Sophie's faces and ruffling their hair.

The wind blowing from the air conditioner will be cold to your bones even on dog days. Or the natural wind is the most comfortable and cool. While blowing away the scorching heat around you, it also blows away the boredom in your heart.

Zhang Jun stretched comfortably on the chair, while Sophie was beside him to tease his wind-blown hair.

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'Can anyone tell me how this game is different from the games we've played before?' In the crowded Frankie Stadium, only Sabato's voice could be heard in the locker room.

When everyone heard Sabato's question, their faces were solemn. Xiang Tao raised his hand for a long time: "Because this game is a decisive battle, if we win, we will win the championship, and if we lose, we will ...... Just ......"

"Idiot!" Sabato suddenly scolded, "Let me tell you how this match is different from the previous competitions we have participated in!" That's ......" He deliberately sold a pass, and when everyone's eyes were on him, he smiled triumphantly, "That's it...... Nothing different! ”

Immediately booing erupted. The tension before the game was swept away with the boos.

Although Di Livio is not used to Sabato's approach in some things, he has to admit that Sabato is a master of adjusting the atmosphere, which you can't feel, but the effect is very good.

"Alright, alright." Sabato clapped his hands, "I know what you're thinking. It's just a game about whether we win the championship or not, but I hope you can see it as a normal league game. If you win, you will have three points, if you draw, if you lose, we will not get a point, the rules are as simple as that. So now do you guys have any questions? ”

Sabato glanced around the room and saw that no one was silent.

"There is no doubt, that is, you all know in your hearts what you are going to do later? Then I won't talk nonsense, and when you get to the court, you will play according to your usual game. ”

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Meanwhile, at the Stadio Alpi in the northern Italian city of Turin, Juventus will take on their last-round opponents, Sampdoria. Compared to Fiorentina's opponent Lecce, it is a little stronger. But Capello and his men are confident of beating Sampdoria on their home turf.

"We have to win this game." Capello said calmly, but the phrase "must win" in his mouth made the players irresistible. "Only if we win can we have a chance to continue the title fight with Fiorentina, and if we fail, we will have to give up the play-off chance. In that case, we are not qualified to lift the championship trophy. ”

Juventus are facing a very unfavorable situation for them, in order to win the title, first of all, they must win, it doesn't matter how much they win, the key is to get three points. Then they will have to count on Fiorentina to capsize at home and lose to Lecce, so that the two teams have the same points, according to the Italian Football Federation, the two teams have the same points, not to compare goal difference or win-loss relationship, but to choose a neutral place to play the play-offs. For a team like Juventus, which has fans all over the country, choosing a neutral venue means playing at home, so that Juventus can still hope to beat Fiorentina and lift the trophy.

Capello chose to use a very normal tone, meaning that he wanted to give his teammates a boost of confidence. Now it's really a back-to-back battle, and success or failure is here. Of course, if they win and Fiorentina also win, the trophy is still Fiorentina's. But that's another situation, at least Juventus did their best, and they lost without regrets.

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With Fiorentina currently three points ahead of Juventus and four ahead of AC Milan, the Italian Football Federation has brought the trophy to Fiorentina with the intention of giving it to the home team directly after the game. Even the well-informed Florentines were boiling over the moment, with more than 30,000 people cheering towards the podium, not to the president of the Italian Football Federation and the president of the professional leagues, but because of the trophies placed there.

This is the dream of the Florentines for fifty years!

Even Di Livio, a retired assistant coach, couldn't help but look back. He lifted the trophy when he was at Juventus, but unfortunately he didn't have that opportunity when he was Fiorentina.

Sitting alongside the two presidents of the Football Association and the league is Fiorentina's current club president, Jalimian, and their sporting club experience Batistuta. Jalimian had no sense of such an ordinary championship trophy, and he was chatting and laughing with two high-ranking people on the sidelines. But Batistuta next to him was distinctly different, his eyes were fixed on the trophy until it went from one to two, two to four in his eyes - and he didn't know where to go.

He spent nine years in Florence for this trophy. In the end, it was also for this trophy that he had to betray the fans and the team who loved him so much and went to Rome. In the end, he picked it up, but he was not as happy as he had been in Florence. If he were wearing a purple jersey and holding it high in Frankie, it would be the proudest thing of his life.

Looking at the Fiorentina players on the pitch, Batistuta felt that they were so happy.

In order to prevent match-fixing and water release, the final round was scheduled to kick off at the same time on the same day. At 3:28 p.m. on May 29, the referees of all 20 arenas were on time at the same time.

At 3:30 sharp, the kick-off whistle and loud cheers rang out over the twenty pitches at the same time.

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Juventus were in full swing on their home turf and were in the lead just thirteen minutes into the game. Ibrasimovic opened the scoring and the Estadio Alpi was jubilant. Capello, on the other hand, was just applauding, he was nowhere near as excited as the players and fans, because at the same time he was watching the situation on Fiorentina's side.

According to the news from the people sent by the club to scout inside Frankie, Frankie is still very calm. Both teams attacked and defended each other, but they just didn't score.

Capello didn't say anything about this, and it should be considered early to score in the thirteen minutes after the game started, so it was normal for there to be no reaction from there.

In the 34th minute, Juventus was still 1-0 and the home team was ahead. And news came from Frankie's side, and Fiorentina took the lead. It was not Zhang Jun who scored, but Ujfarusi. Hearing this name, Capello guessed that he relied on set-pieces, and then the central defenders went up to score goals.

This time, though, he guessed wrong.

Ujfarusi was so excited that he almost wanted to take off his shirt and run naked, or Zhang Jun grabbed his clothes behind him and didn't let go, otherwise the first half would not be over, and the main central defender would have been wronged and received a yellow card, which would be difficult to say about the development of the game later.

Ujfarusi hasn't scored without a goal, having scored three goals this season. But what excites him so much is not the number of goals, but the way he scores them – a bit like an upside-down hook, but with a high volley.

Fiorentina made a slow attack and gave him the opportunity to calmly insert from the back, so when Zhang Jun's shot was blocked by the opposing goalkeeper, Ujfarusi, who had been inserted into the penalty area, reflexively jumped up and volleyed the football into the goal.

At that time, the commentator shouted excitedly: "This is a wonderful goal from striker Ujfarusi!! ”

When Capello heard the news that Fiorentina were ahead, he didn't say much. Just frowned slightly, then walked to the sideline and continued to monitor the situation on the field.

Five minutes later, he was told again that Fiorentina had equalised. This time he had an imperceptible smile on his face.

Fiorentina were also scored for by Oujfarussi. He got a little carried away with a beautiful goal, only to be caught by Lecce to break through and get the chance to score.

Frei was furious at the goal, and he was about to reprimand Ujfarusi, but was stopped by Zhang Jun and didn't let him speak. He knew that the ball was a blow to Ujfarusi, but why not a reminder? Let him concentrate on returning to the game, because the opponent in front of him is not something that Fiorentina can win casually.

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By half-time, Fiorentina still hadn't scored again, and the score was 1:1. On the other hand, Juventus, after hearing that Fiorentina had been held to a draw by Lecce, was demoralized and continued to work hard, scoring another goal to lead Sampdoria 2-0.

Back in the locker room, Sabato closed the door and shut out all the noise outside.

The first half was tied, and everyone felt that their performance was not good enough, so they waited for Sabato's scolding one by one. As a result, Sabato nodded with a smile: "Everyone did a good job in the first half!" This first sentence frightened the players, and they thought that Sabato was talking back.

"You think I'm talking the opposite? Oh, no, no, no...... I mean it. You did a good job in the first half. ”

"But Juventus are already two goals ahead and our side has been held to a draw, so if the time comes, ......," said Ujfarussi, expressing his inner concern, which is what most people want to ask.

"Wordy! In the league, we had 45 minutes to go, at home, and although the score was the same in the first half, we had more possession...... Isn't this situation good enough, don't you say? It's only a matter of time before we score goals and it's only a matter of time before we win. As for Juventus...... "Sabato picked up the marker and turned to write on the piece of paper on the wall.

Under the number "8", he first wrote one word: competition. And then add one more: victory.

Underneath the number "1", he wrote: Champion.

And the number "30", he threw the pen to Zhang Jun. "Zhang, you added this number, you can explain."

Zhang Jun was a little embarrassed at first, because everyone was looking at him, but when he faced the blank paper, and then remembered the mood when he wrote the number, he didn't feel any nervous.

He wrote under the "30": goal.

Sabato took the pen that Zhang Jun handed back, and then asked Zhang Jun to return to his position first, and he said to the others: "Everyone can see it clearly, the '8' is not what I have been coaching for eight years, nor is it eight goals or anything like that." It's eight league games and we've got eight wins in a row -- I've counted this one in advance, eight wins in a row, a championship. Look, how obvious, you haven't even guessed what it means for almost two months, maybe I should let you all go to a cram school for cultural classes in the summer. You know what that means, right? No matter how much Juventus make waves in Turin, they can't turn the tables around. The championship is ours, do we still need to worry about losing anything? It's stupid to pin your championship hopes on other teams......"

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When the second half resumed, Capello was still dual-minded, watching his team's game while listening to the news coming from Frankie Stadium from time to time.

Soon, he heard bad news.

Fiorentina scored and they took the lead.

Florence, Frankie.

When Zhang Jun really scored thirty goals, he didn't stretch out three fingers to show off, he just ran far away, hugging Sabato.

"Boss, lo and behold, I did it!"

"Well done! But don't think that thirty is over, there is still time for the game, you have to add me a few more! Sabato kicked Jang Jun in the ass and kicked him back on the court.

"Thirty! Thirty! Zhang Jun did it! Thirty goals in two consecutive seasons! This is quite an achievement! And if Fiorentina, a team that insists on attacking in Italy, where defense is popular, finally wins the championship, then maybe from next year, our impression of the Italian Serie A will undergo some changes. ”

The cheers at Frankie Stadium lasted for about five minutes from the time Zhang Jun scored the goal, and every time Zhang Jun got the ball, it was bound to be a tsunami of cheers. This puts a lot of pressure on the away players.

Even Li Yan felt that this situation was a bit too much for Lecce, and it was really unfortunate for Zhang Jun to be used as a "thirty sacrifice" team......

Capello made a gesture to tell the players on the pitch that everything was normal and that the two sides were still tied. He didn't tell the players the truth because he was afraid they would be distracted.

The players on the pitch have a lot of trust in Capello, and since the manager said that everything is normal over there, then he just needs to continue to play according to the tactics laid out at half-time.

Watching the players on the field kick the ball hard, Capello's brows became tighter and tighter.

He didn't really believe that Sabato would let his team lose in such a crucial game, and now that score is not very illustrative. Could it be that even if Juventus win, they have no chance? Could it be that this season can only accept the fate of being empty-handed? Could it be that Juventus has been in Serie A for nearly 100 years, but today it is going to be planted on a Fiorentina who won a league title in 50 years?

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After Fiorentina took a 2-1 lead, they played more relaxed, and they completely controlled the situation on the field, leaving Lecce to be led by them. In the first two years, Lecce was still a good opponent who could fight with them, but now they have been beaten and have no power to fight back, this is the difference in strength. Fiorentina are getting stronger little by little, and maybe they will get stronger after this summer.

Florence, like Zhang Jun, is constantly growing.

As the clock ticked by, the excited Fiorentina fans in the stands couldn't stop chanting "We Are the Champions" in unison, and the simple and passionate melody fluttered over Frankie, inspiring the players' fighting spirit.

Champion! Hold on for another fifteen minutes and we'll be the all-Italian champions! Someone is starting to flutter.

Only Jang Jun is still looking for a goal and thanks to scoring a goal, Lecce has been very closely marked against him and he doesn't seem to have much chance.

Lecce hit the post with an attack, which shocked all the Fiorentinas into a cold sweat, and if Lecce equalised, no one could guarantee how the game would play out after that. Sabato shouted at the absent-minded players on the sidelines, he can't allow the team to make mistakes at this time, he must firmly grasp the initiative in his own hands, whether it is the initiative of this game or the initiative to fight for the title, he will not give Juventus even the slightest hope, this miser.

Soon, his heart was completely put at ease.

Zhang Jun took advantage of a mistake by the opposing defender and broke the ball in front of the court to launch a direct attack, and the players of Lecce did not react, watching him appear in front of his goalkeeper with a peerless back. "Bad ......"

The goalkeeper had no choice but to attack, Zhang Jun's shaking of his upper body deceived him, and then easily picked the football from the opponent, and then he did not wait for the ball to hit the ground is a volley, and the football entered the goal without any suspense.

“gooooooooooooooooal！！！ This is Zhang Jun's 31st goal of the season! Not only did he fulfill his promise, but he also exceeded it!! Fiorentina wins! Let's congratulate this season's league champion Fiorentina and top scorer Zhang Jun in advance!! ”

"Hooray! Zhang Jun! Banzai! Florence!! ”

"We are the champions!!!

When Capello heard that Fiorentina were leading Lecce 3-1, he was so weak that he almost crouched on the ground. In the end, it failed, and perhaps from the beginning Juventus had to put their hopes of winning the title on other teams, which was a doomed failure. This season, it's over......

Yes, it's over. By the time the referee blew the full-time whistle, the Juventus players already knew the result, having lost the league title. Some of the younger players burst into tears on the spot.

But on the other side, Frankie Field is completely boiling.

When the referee blew the whistle that the fans had been waiting for, the whole Frankie erupted like a volcano erupting suddenly. Everyone jumped up from their seats, countless pairs of arms stretched high into the sky, and everyone shouted, "We are the champions!" ”

If it weren't for the prescient transfer of almost half of the city's police force here before the game, I am afraid that the Fiorentina players would no longer be able to thank the spectators comfortably on the field, and they would definitely be rushed in by the excited Fiorentina fans, and then stripped of everything that could. Imagine the grand occasion when Roma won the league championship, when even the turf of the Olympic Stadium was dug up, and Zhang Jun has to thank these police officers today.

Frankie's stands are lined with barbed wire, which is certainly one of the things that keeps the frenzied fans from rushing in.

In the stadium's live broadcast, the atmosphere is being rendered hard: "Hooray! We are the champions! Banzai! Florence!! ”

The fans also shouted along with him, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

And Queen's classic "We Are the Champions" became the only background music at today's championship celebration. Everyone sang in unison to the music:

www.xstxt.orgpions，myfriends。

andwe‘llkeeponfighting，tilltheend！

www.xstxt.orgpions！

www.xstxt.orgpions！

notimeforlosers，

‘causewww.xstxt.orgpions，oftheworld！

Win all battles!

We are champions, my friends.

We will fight to the end!

We are the champions!

We are the champions!

This world does not belong to losers,

Because we are the kings of the world!!

Even Zhang Jun shouted with them: "We are champions!" We are the kings of the world!! Although it is only a league champion, Zhang Junzhen, who won an important championship for the first time, feels that he is the king of the world at this moment, and the whole world is trampled under his feet.

He and his teammates wore the purple Florentina flag and sang and danced around the pitch. The vast majority of them are winning the league for the first time, and the joy is uncontrollable.

Even Sabato knelt on his legs and pointed to the sky with both hands, muttering as if praying. Di Livio secretly wiped his tears, the champion of the Italian league, Fiorentina! He gave all the end of his career to this purple lily, and started his coaching career here, and now, all his efforts have not been in vain, fifty years! Exactly fifty years later, they once again brought the league trophy back to the ancient city.

Barty on the rostrum sang "We Are the Champions" with the audience, but he sang and sang out of tune, not because he was incomplete, but because he was so excited that he couldn't control his voice. He was reluctant to wipe his tears when he sang, they were tears of happiness!

We can't let these players go crazy forever, after all, the two presidents are still waiting to give them trophies, Batistuta wiped away his tears, and then went down from behind, so that everyone was ready to receive the award.

First of all, the players had to go back to the dressing room to change their clothes. As a result, the Fiorentina players who returned to the dressing room were in a commotion, and even the champagne that came in to congratulate Jalimian was spilled.

After finally rinsing off the champagne and sweat, the players and coaches changed into clean clothes, wearing the commemorative T-shirts prepared by the club for this victory, with the image of the trophy printed on it, as well as the number of league titles won by Fiorentina in history - 3. Compared with AC Milan, Juventus, Inter Milan and other teams, is this number very shabby?

But in the eyes of the Florentines, even the three champions are fought game by game based on their true level, and there is nothing to be ashamed of. They are now the champions of all Italy, no matter how many they used to have, now the champions are theirs.

When the players reappeared in T-shirts, Frankie Field was boiling again. "Champion! Champion! Banzai! We are the champions!! Such calls are endless.

Everyone stood under the stands facing the exit, waiting for the trophy and gold medal to be awarded. But even if they waited, they were not honest, they were still wearing team flags and cloaks that represented various meanings made for themselves, bouncing, singing and making trouble.

Only Zhang Jun stood the most honest, because his eyes were always staring at Sophie in a group of photojournalists. Sophie found out from the camera that Zhang Jun was looking at her, she put down the camera embarrassedly, and then smiled at Zhang Jun, saying nothing, but it was worth a thousand words.

Finally, when it was time to present the awards, the players did not stop cheering and singing even while receiving the gold medal and congratulations. Only when the gold medal is lowered is it slightly restrained. But no one will blame them, because they are champions and now they can do whatever they want.

Everyone accepted the gold medal, Zhang Jun was the last one, and when he was hung with the gold medal by his own hand, the gold medal touched his neck lightly, and the cold feeling made him feel refreshed in this hot weather.

Then, of course, the most important ritual became.

Zhang Jun stood beside Galliani with his chest held high, and it was a pleasure to watch the vice president of AC Milan come to present himself with an award. He actually wanted to give his team an award at this time, right? I'm so sorry to mess with his dreams.

All the fans knew what to do, they kept cheering, they kept singing, and they gave all the good praise in the world to the team in the stadium.

Come on. Zhang Jun watched Galliani turn around and go to the silver cup on the holder, and he muttered in a low voice.

"Congratulations, congratulations, you are the winners of the 08/09 Serie A season!" With television media nearby, Galliani said all of this with a smile on his face.

"Thank you!" Zhang Jun was not polite, he took the heavy trophy with both hands, and then kissed it on the shining wall of the cup, and then raised it high! He shouted, "We are the champions!! ”

Purple confetti that had been prepared for a long time was sprayed out from behind them, and more was sprayed from the roof of the stadium. Everyone shouted along with him, and countless hands put on the trophy, and together they held up the reward they had fought for for a year, this heavy trophy was not only a championship, but also filled with the dreams of Florentines for half a century!

The waters of the Arno River are rushing and Florence dreams are endless.

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The frenzied celebrations that followed the victory continued into the middle of the night. After receiving the trophy, the team celebrated in the dressing room, and then took a collective car ride to the Municipal Axe, where they had to celebrate the victory in the Municipal Square in front of the Municipal Axe, which was also a carnival for the team and the fans.

When Zhang Jun appeared in everyone's eyes with the trophy, the atmosphere in the square reached its peak all of a sudden, and the cheers, singing, and applause of the fans did not stop.

Zhang Jun, who had been tossing until midnight, was sent home by the club with a smell of alcohol, and Sophie was still waiting for him at home. Since this is a celebration of the team and a carnival with the fans, the players did not bring their daughters.

Sophie picked up the drunk Zhang Jun from the club staff at the door, and then carried him back to the living room and let him lie on the sofa, she turned around and went to the bathroom to prepare hot water for the bath, but as soon as she turned around, she was pulled by Zhang Jun from behind.

"Don't make a fuss, I'll go get hot water for you." Sophie thought it was just a conditioned reflex of a drunk Zhang Jun, so she gently slapped Zhang Jun's hand and wanted to open it. But she found that she was caught very tightly, and Zhang Jun's strength was so great that she couldn't move.

"Don't go...... Don't leave. Zhang Jun lay on the sofa and muttered, "Listen to me, I'm really happy today, happy...... Hehe. Zhang Jun smirked indistinctly, and as he muttered to himself, he struggled to sit up from the sofa, "There are so many people today, we are singing and dancing, it feels like a dream......"

Sophie looked at Zhang Jun like this, and couldn't bear to walk away like this, since Zhang Jun wanted to speak, then she would sit down and listen to him. Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun hugged Sophie over, and his hands were very strong, and Sophie was not allowed to resist at all.

Sophie struggled a little, then stopped moving, lying in Zhang Jun's arms with peace of mind, listening to his chatter, there was no sentence about what she saw and heard today, most of the time Sophie couldn't understand, but she could understand Zhang Jun's inner excitement and excitement, that was enough.

Zhang Jun muttered, and the fragrance from Sophie's hair made him think a little. Holding the beauty with jade skin and snow in her arms, I felt her body temperature, her heartbeat, and her breathing...... The effect of alcohol is encroaching on Zhang Jun's heart bit by bit.

He had never wanted her so strongly as he did today.

"Sophie ......"

He leaned down......

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When the sun woke him up the next morning, he found himself sleeping on the bed in his bedroom, not on the couch when he came back at night.

Looking at the messy futon, I can tell what happened last night with my knees. He vaguely remembered the two of them on the couch, then went to the bathroom together, and then went into his bedroom...... Sophie wasn't with him, and Zhang Jun glanced at the small alarm clock on the bedside table: 9:50 in the morning.

He sat up from the bed with a headache. It's no wonder that the hangover ended up with Sophie that night, and it is normal for the body to have any discomfort.

Looking at his naked body, Zhang Jun felt a little funny, his virginity and Sophie's virgin body were broken like this. He thought he would stay until the night of the candles in the cave...... Suddenly, Zhang Jun covered his face, he was a man at the time, it was broken, and there was nothing. But Sophie is a woman, and if she is broken, she will never think that she will smile like this. Where will you go if you don't go early in the morning?

He rolled over and jumped out of bed, then casually put on his pajamas and walked out of the room.

As soon as I went downstairs, I smelled the smell of fried poached eggs coming from the kitchen. No need to ask, know that this must be Sophie.

Sophie, who was wearing underwear and approving his shirt, turned her back to him and stood in the kitchen carefully preparing breakfast for him. Zhang Jun leaned against the door, enjoying the scene. From the league championship to the union between himself and Sophie, everything is like a dream, but the sun really shines on Sophie's body, and the fragrance is definitely not virtual. It did happen to him.

It's a pity that Zhang Jun can't see Sophie's face, otherwise he would definitely be intoxicated by the smile on Sophie's face. There's nothing more enchanting in this world than Sophie's laughter.

When Sophie turned around and put it on the table with a plate of poached eggs, she suddenly noticed Zhang Jun, who had been leaning against the door and watching her. At that moment, perhaps remembering the events of last night, her face turned red.

Zhang Jun enjoyed Sophie's appearance very much, he walked up, put his arms around Sophie, and kissed her on the forehead.

Sophie was very shy and avoided it: "Don't make trouble, hurry up and eat it, it won't taste good if it's cold." ”

After Zhang Jun finished washing and returned to the table, Sophie didn't eat, just held her chin and watched Zhang Jun eat the breakfast she made with her own hands.

Originally, he wanted to ask Sophie if she would feel bad after that, but now he didn't think so. He had seen everything in Sophie's smile and shyness: they were willing to give their bodies to the people they loved dearly.

In the summer of 2009, Zhang Jun won the first heavyweight title of his career and the love of his life, and there was nothing better for him than all this, and he was the happiest man in the world on this beautiful morning.

The third part of "We Are the Champions" is in Italy, and it ends

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