Zhang Jun himself didn't even have that with Sophie, so naturally he couldn't have any children or the consciousness of being a father. But he's an attentive man, and he can tell from some of Kyle's subtle performances that the man who is about to be called a dad will be different.

For example, when he was about to play in the second half, Zhang Jun noticed that Kyle's hands were always clasped tightly together, and he seemed a little nervous - a sign that he was worried about Anna in Dortmund's hometown.

Another example is that Kyle's excitement after letting go of his mind in the second half is also because of the joy that he is about to call his father, which makes his competitive state improve.

Not to mention the brilliance on his face, which is clearly "people are in good spirits when they are happy".

Through these observations, Zhang Jun can more or less feel the mood of having a son. A combination of excitement, worry, nervousness, and happiness.

Kyle is a centre-back who has few chances to score, and he has a heavy letting go in this game, so he is unlikely to go straight up and score. Then the idea of dedicating himself to his son by scoring a goal is not possible.

But Zhang Jun is a striker, scoring goals is a matter of course for him, it is commonplace, and what Kyle can't do, he can do.

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"At the start of the second half, Fiorentina's attack was still fierce and Bayern had to go back to the defensive. But in the face of Bayern's solid defense, how much of a difference can Fiorentina's approach to attacking play a role? "ESPN's narrator speaks to the question that most people's minds have.

Fiorentina have attacking momentum, but football is not something that can be won by momentum alone. A lot of times they need strength, opportunity.

Now in terms of strength, Fiorentina is not above Bayern, and as for opportunities, it seems that there are no good opportunities.

"Kaka, what do you think?" Yang Pan asked his roommate who was lying on a bed outside the two to start the game.

"I think Bayern are in danger." Kaka put his hands on the pillow, leaned on the bed and said, "Although this is Bayern's home stadium, their defense is actually not good, just because Anke's performance is too good, so it gives people the illusion that Bayern's defense is very good." But I can see from these ten minutes of play that Fiorentina's attack is weakening their defense little by little. With the abilities of Zhang Jun and Crewe, it is completely possible to find a breakthrough point to collapse the Bayern defense. ”

"See it so thoroughly?" Yang Pan was a little surprised, and he didn't see some places. "Then let's watch a good show, Zhang Jun......"

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Anke wiped his gloves with a dry towel hanging on the net, and he needed to keep them dry at all times, otherwise he would be a sinner for the ages if he got rid of them.

Fiorentina's attack in the second half really put him under pressure, and it was a completely different attack than in the first half. How to describe it? The first half was like a wave on the beach, just up and down due to the influence of the tides, although it was indecisive, but there was no momentum. But the offense in the second half was as violent as the Qiantang tide, wave after wave, cross tide, and turn tide...... And so on, there are many kinds of tricks, and the momentum is amazing, one by one, the waves roll up several feet, and fall from the sky, as if to wash everything on the shore clean.

Anke is the one who stands proudly at the head of the waves, fighting the waves with both hands. But after all, people are flesh and blood, how can they not feel tired in the face of such a highly dangerous thing for a long time?

Anke is tired now, the same feeling she felt the last time they played Zhang Jun in Florence.

This is a red flag. Anke realized that he was complaining about why football couldn't have a timeout like basketball, just in time for him to adjust and catch his breath.

Now he can only hold on, and at the same time hope that his teammates will fight a little bit and not expose him directly to Fiorentina firepower.

Even if it is a made of granite, there is a danger of bursting in the face of the fierce erosion of wave after wave, let alone people.

Mascherano suddenly fired a powerful long-range shot from 25 meters in front of the goal, Anke's reaction was slightly full, he couldn't catch the football, so he had to hit the football out with both hands, and the ball bounced back again. Lucio was about to head the ball out, but the ball that bounced in the air made him jump with all his might, and he jumped to the top!

By the time he fell, the ball had already been picked up by Crewe.

A slight shake of Krew's feet tricked Ismail to the other side. Then he got up and was about to shoot, but Lucio hurriedly came up to block it. Crewe, however, only gave the football to Joaquín on the wing.

Joaquín was unmarked, he rushed forward with the ball, and then just when the Bayern players thought he was going to pass the ball to the goal, and they rushed back to the defence, he slammed the ball back to Crewe in front of the penalty area. This time, Crewe didn't wait for the ball to hit the ground, and directly volleyed hard.

The ball bounced off the ground, making it harder to save. But Anke was engrossed, and the doppelganger pounced. But even so, he couldn't hold the football in his arms, but just punched the football out again.

Anke, who fell to the ground, did not dare to slack off, he knew that the danger was not removed yet, and he must be vigilant at all times. So he hurriedly got up from the ground again, ready to deal with the shot that flew from nowhere.

The soccer ball that he had hit flew to the left, and Joaquin had not yet returned to his position, just receiving the soccer ball, and more importantly, no one was marking him. Joaquin didn't cut inside and he crossed first.

But Joaquin's cross hit the shoulder of Demichelis at the front post and bounced high, which made the Fiorentina players who were ready to grab the point and the Bayern players who were ready to defend a little unexpected.

Time is fast, and there is no room for hesitation. Zhang Jun originally planned to bombard the ball directly, but he didn't expect the cross to be like this now, although it was still flying towards him, but the angle, arc, and speed were different, so he couldn't head the ball. Only......

Zhang Jun jumped up on the spot and ...... sideways in the air He intends to volley directly!

This ball is very close to the goal, and Anke can also pounce on the ball directly, but if Zhang Jun flies out like this, I am afraid that he will be kicked in the face. So Anke reflexively flew out of the air, he also kicked his foot at the football, and the two of them were in the air like this!

Anke was half a beat slower than Zhang Jun, so he was destined not to touch this ball, unless he was willing to sacrifice his face...... Zhang Jun drew the football ahead of Anke, and the football flew into the goal from Anke's side!

At that moment, the two of them really seemed to be two flying swords fighting in the air, and with a bang, Zhang Jun won.

“goooooooooooooooooooooooal！！！ Zhang Jun! Fiorentina equalised! This is perhaps the worst news Magath has ever heard! Not only did Fiorentina take the lead again on aggregate, but more importantly, Fiorentina also had an away goal!! Now the initiative of the game is all back in Fiorentina's hands! It's really dramatic, Fiorentina has been attacking for so long, no one thought that they would break Bayern's defense in this way, Zhang Jun and Anke's feet in the air can be called a classic, the goalkeeper gave up his hands and switched to his feet to match the striker who was already good at using his feet, and the consequences can be imagined......"

While the narrator was still chattering, Zhang Jun ran to the camera, and at the same time he kept waving his hand to Kyle over: "Come on!" Come! Come here! Sebastian!! Come on! Kyle pointed to himself and saw Zhang Jun nodding, so he had to run over for some reason.

Then Jang Jun pulled Kyle and stood still in front of the camera, his hands clasped together, as if he was holding a child and shaking it gently, he shook his hands!

This is the classic "lullaby" celebration invented by Bebeto!

"This is for your child, hehe!" Zhang Jun smiled excitedly at Kyle. Kyle couldn't say a word other than being moved.

The rest of his teammates also understood what Zhang Jun meant, and it was a wonderful way to celebrate. They also ran to the two of them, stood in a row, and then put their hands together, followed Zhang Jun's example, and shook them.

Xiang Tao shook and muttered, "I still have to name your son...... Or call Crewe; Kyle isn't bad either......"

Unguarded, Crewe kicked him in the back.

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Although Zhang Jun's action made people who knew the inside story feel very warm and moved. But for those who don't know that Kyle is going to be a father, it's very, very strange.

Yang Pan looked at Zhang Jun, who was still excited about shaking the cradle on TV, and his mouth never closed: "No...... No way? Could it be that he and Sophie have ...... What's that? Is Zhang Jun going to be a father? Damn, I have children before marriage! ”

Kaka also almost fell out of bed: "I think...... This is ...... Well, don't believe it, and don't believe it all. When the game is over, we call and ask. But if it's true...... Zhang Jun, this kid dared to hide from us and did it...... Unforgivable! ”

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Sophie, who was far away in Florence, Italy, blushed when she first saw this scene - she certainly knew what this action meant - but soon she felt strange: she had never been with Zhang Jun, and she could not have been pregnant, so who was Zhang Jun's lullaby for? Or is it not a lullaby, but I just misunderstood?

Sophie's troubles are not over, the TV is still playing the replay of Zhang Jun's goal, and here her phone rang again, and it was her mother calling.

"Hey, Fei Fei! Have you seen it? Jang Jun's celebratory move? You won't already be ......" The mother's tone sounded a little anxious, although she agreed that her daughter and Zhang Jun would live together, it didn't mean that her daughter was pregnant, and the mother didn't know anything, this matter could be forgiven.

Sophie's face turned red again: "Mom! Look at you, where do you want to go! I don't have anything to do with him, don't guess. ”

"Is there really nothing? Mom is worried about you, you have no experience in this area, maybe you don't know if you're really pregnant...... Have you ever felt nauseous, want to throw up, like to eat sour or anything like that? "Mom's nervous words are as if Sophie is really pregnant." Also, did you and Zhang Jun pay attention to safety when you did that? Condoms must be worn ......"

Sophie's face was already as red as a ripe apple, of course she knew this, but it still felt quite weird to be told by her mother like this.

"No, not really, Mom!" Sophie can only stop her mother's endless nagging by hardening her tone, "We still sleep in separate rooms now, and he respects me very much and never forces me." So don't worry, Mom. Besides, if it's really ...... That's it, and we won't fail to tell you. Sophie's face turned red again when she said this.

Hearing her daughter say such categorical words, mothers are relieved. "Oh, it's good if you don't have it, it's good if you don't have it. Although there are all kinds of girls who are not serious in society now, I still think it is better to be a little more conservative. At the very least, it doesn't hurt to be conservative in this regard. Ah, by the way, patronizing this, how was the game? ”

Sophie had the leisure to glance at the TV, the game had restarted, and the equalised Bayern began to try to counter-attack, but Fiorentina's powerful attack made their counter-attack look a little weak - they couldn't get into Fiorentina's fatal place.

This look, it can be regarded as Zhang Jun's advantage, right?

"Well, the game is still going on, Zhang Jun and they have the advantage, and the morale of the team is high after scoring a goal." Sophie gave a brief introduction to the situation on the field.

"That's good, I'll go back and keep watching. Finally, Feifei, you have to be careful with yourself in this kind of thing, hehe! Mom said such an inexplicable sentence and ran away, and Sophie shrunk into the sofa with a red face like a flower.

She thought that after the game was over, she must call Zhang Jun as soon as possible and ask what the celebration was about.

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Okay, put the off-field things behind and focus on getting back to the game. As Sophie told her mother, Bayern, who were down on aggregate, wanted to equalise again, so they organised a couple of attacks after the restart. However, Fiorentina was on the offensive and completely suppressed Bayern's counter-attacking intentions, and the only few counterattacks were painless.

Magath couldn't sit still any longer, pacing around the demarcated command zone on the sidelines, pausing from time to time to pay a nervous eye on the form. On the contrary, Sabato, who had a gloomy face in the first half, is now talking and laughing with Di Livio next to him, which makes the home fans itch.

Fiorentina lead on aggregate and also have an away goal, which negates Bayern's away goal advantage, not to mention that the game is not over yet, and no one knows whether Fiorentina, who is good at attacking, will score another goal in the remaining time. Then Bayern will really be cornered. Magath certainly won't allow that to happen, as is his habit and will not go all out just because he is down again on aggregate, he will defend solidly and then look for an opportunity to counterattack.

Anke was furious because Fiorentina's attacking pressure was too much for him to bear.

Zhang Jun flashed past Bayern's defender again, and then fired a long-range shot from outside the box, and Anke flew to save the ball off the line. But he didn't look happy, he jumped up and waved his fist at his teammates on the field: "Keep an eye on people!" Keep an eye on people!! How can you let the opponent shoot so easily! Are you all air?! Anke, who was emotional, roared, and knelt on the ground and pounded the ground angrily to vent his dissatisfaction. Damn it! It's a battle of life and death! Give me a kick-start! It's war! It's not a game, it's not!! ”

At this time, Anke did not have the same blonde hair as Karn, but he still looked like a roaring lion.

A minute later, Florence made a comeback. This time it was Crewe who distributed the ball to Duff on the left, who hoisted it high towards the back of goal.

Jang Jun cut in at the back post and then jumped high to get his header ready. He jumped so high that he was almost half a body tall above the defenders, and Fiorentina supporters were almost certain to score.

At the same time, Anke also abandoned the goal, intending to play the football out. The two met again in the air...... No, it should be said that the collision.

Zhang Jun jumped high, his eyes were only focused on the football, and he didn't think about the situation next to him at all, he only had one idea at this time: to push the ball in.

Anke, on the other hand, turned his head to look at the football, retreated backwards, and then jumped high as well, again unaware of what was happening behind him, and he had only one thought: to hit the ball out and not let it threaten the goal.

In the crowd in the restricted area, these two people flying in the air are very conspicuous, and they are the focus of the audience's attention.

Anke is tall and has long arms, and although Zhang Jun jumped higher than him, he still managed to hit the ball first - slamming the ball out of the box with a single punch.

But at the same time as he hit the football, he also hit Zhang Jun's shoulder with his forehead impartially! It's as if two high-speed fighter jets collided together!

The ball bounced off the sidelines, but Anke also lost her balance and fell on her back.

Zhang Jun, who landed on the ground, covered his left shoulder, lying on the ground in pain and didn't get up again, but Anke jumped up violently and roared: "Defend!" What are you watching me do? Watch out for their shots! As a result, none of his teammates did what he said, but still looked at him with a very strange look.

Anke was about to get angry when he saw the captain Barak coming, and then hugged his neck tightly and signaled him to calm down: "Don't worry, this ball is out of bounds." So your task now is not to defend the opponent's shots, but to go down and get healed. ”

At this time, Anke felt that his cheeks were very hot, and he wiped it with his hand, a pool of blood!

The team doctors of both sides rushed up at the same time and surrounded their respective injured players.

Magath looked a little nervous, and he shouted to the substitute goalkeeper Rensinger on the bench: "What are you still doing in a daze? Go warm up! Warm up! ”

Watching Lensinger stumble off his coat and run to warm up, Magath turned his gaze back to Bayern's goal. Damn, don't have any problems with Encore, the situation is grim now, and if we suddenly let a substitute goalkeeper who hasn't warmed up enough, we'll be able to raise our hands and surrender.

On the other side, on the pitch. Feng Qing held Zhang Jun and let him sit flat on the ground: "How is it?" How does it feel? ”

Zhang Jun frowned and said, "My left shoulder hurts......"

Feng Qing pinched it, and then patted Zhang Jun's chest: "Haha, don't worry, I didn't hurt my bones." You're lucky, kid, you hit it with your shoulder, but if you use your head...... I'm not so optimistic. It hurts now, but take a rest and you'll be fine in a while. It's the goalkeeper who hits your head on the shoulder...... I don't think it's that easy. As he spoke, he looked back at the group of people just behind him.

Anke lay on the ground, quietly letting the team doctor stop the bleeding and then bandage the wound. Just now, the team doctor told him that he could continue to play, so he stopped arguing. It's just that it's quiet now, but it makes his head feel a little groggy, and it looks like everything is a little ghosted, he shook his head, and the team doctor who was bandaging him stopped: "What's wrong, Ann?" ”

"Ah, nothing. You go ahead. Anke blinked again, the ghost vanished, and his heart let go.

Zhang Jun's shoulder was slightly massaged by Feng Qing a few times, and then he sprayed painkillers, and now he can move freely. When he watched Anke stand in front of the door again with his head wrapped like a dumpling, he was relieved, and it seemed that Anke was fine. It was so thrilling just now, he was afraid that Anke would hit a three-long and two-short.

Anke, who was standing in front of the door, seemed to have forgotten the violent collision just now, and he found that Zhang Jun was looking at him, so he hooked his hand to Zhang Jun provocatively: eon, baby! Then he thumped his chest hard: Come here, come!

No way! Zhang Jun clenched his fists, and in the face of this kind of naked declaration of war, he couldn't calm down. Okay, boy, I'll be with you today!

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After a brief pause, the game resumed. Zhang Jun soon got a chance to get the ball, but he didn't give it to Van Persie, who took two steps, but chose to shoot directly from a distance after taking two steps, and the ball was obtained by Anke without any suspense.

Anke hugged the football and rushed forward, although this shot made him easy to get, but he was obviously unwilling to let go of the Bayern defenders, he held the football in one hand, clenched the other into a fist and waved it at his teammates: "What did you do?!" How?! Just now I watched him shoot again, but no one went up to mark it! You're going to press it up, press it up!! Don't think he can't shoot if he doesn't get close to the box! What the! ”

Looking at his vigorous appearance, it is hard to believe that he was still suffering a head wound just now, and his face was bleeding profusely.

Yang Pan in front of the TV smiled: "Anke is still the same, Kaka, I think Zhang Jun is in trouble this time." ”

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After Anke finished scolding, he kicked the football out, if he was any later, it is estimated that the referee will find him.

Zhang Jun looked back along the flight path of the football, only to realize that the ball Anke drove really far......

The ball was kicked into the back of Fiorentina by Anco, Podolski quickly cut in, and Ujfarusi met the ball, intending to jump up and push the ball back. But he seems to have had a problem judging where the ball will land.

The ball bounced off the ground and bounced high, and Ujfarusi jumped up but didn't hit the ball! It was a terrible awful misstep!

"Damn it!" Sabato only cursed after seeing this scene on the sidelines - not that he didn't want to scold, but that he didn't have time to scold all the remaining swearing.

Podolski certainly didn't miss the opportunity, as he easily slipped past the Ujfarusi defence and then turned the ball forward to face the onrushing Frei.

This time Podolski didn't let Frey pounce on the ball at his feet, and he picked up the ball and hoisted it into the empty net just as Frei was attacking.

“g…… gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal！！！ "The commentator hasn't reacted yet, because from Anke's big kick to Podolski's final goal, all this happened too quickly and too wet, who would have thought that Bayern, who was still very embarrassed just now, could equalize the score in the blink of an eye? But looking at Podolsky's frenzied pounce on the stands, waving his fists violently, who can doubt that this is not true? "Bayern Munich are leading at home and they equalised on aggregate! This time, both sides have an away goal, and the score is 2:1 again! The situation just got more interesting! Where will the scales of victory eventually tip? Now we don't know, no one knows. ”

The TV broadcaster thought that the ball was directly assisted by Anke, so he should have given Anke a close-up, but he didn't expect that as soon as he cut over, he just happened to shoot Anke jumping in the air and flying up and kicking the goalpost, and the goal obviously made him kick straight away. After kicking the goal, he raised his fists and raised his head to the sky and roared. This is not a deliberate performance for anyone, but a real vent of his inner feelings.

Anke has an assist in this season's Champions League.

“…… Two centre-backs...... There were mistakes. Sabato muttered. What a fuck today...... Unlucky! ”

"Don't be discouraged! Don't be discouraged! There are still ten minutes to go, and we still have a chance to equalize! Zhang Jun slapped his face to boost morale. That's when he needs to step up and do what a captain should do.

But the tsunami cheers of the Allianz Arena drowned out his voice.

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After conceding the goal, Fiorentina already knew what to do - attack without Sabato yelling on the sidelines. They had no other way but to attack.

Put enough pressure on them to completely destroy Bayern's defence, both physically and psychologically! Victory is ours! We agreed that we would dedicate the victory to Kyle's children, and I would also play Lee Yongle in the semi-finals, and then the final...... We're going to win the championship! How can you fail here?

Zhang Jun roared inwardly and led Fiorentina to launch round after round of attacks on Bayern's defense.

Van Persie dribbled the ball in from behind, and a Bayern player went up to block him, but he kicked the ball to Crewe on the right.

Ballack tried to stop Crewe from breaking through, but Crewe smashed the ball directly with his heel to Zhang Jun in front of him on the left. Zhang Jun made a move to shoot, and Lucio immediately tackled to the end, trying to block the ball that Zhang Jun shot. But it's all just a feint. Zhang Jun knocked the football behind him with his heel again, and Van Persie, who was plugging in at high speed, just arrived.

Due to Crewe and Zhang Jun's two consecutive back-heel passes, which completely tore through Bayern's defense, Van Persie is now unmarked!

"Shoot! This is the best chance! "There were Fiorentina fans shouting in the stands.

Anke spread his hands, his center of gravity dropped, and he attacked to block the angle. Anke wasn't fast and he wasn't going to pounce on the ball – too dangerous to do when he was still some distance away from Van Persie. He was only going to block the angle of Van Persie's shot and then wait for the opportunity to take it down.

Ismael came in from the other side and flew in to keep Van Persie's shot out of the line.

Van Persie shoots!

Far Corner!

Anke judged correctly, and he swooped sideways in the direction of the far post!

But!

After kicking it, the ball hit Ismael's outstretched toe and changed direction, and the ball flew to the near corner!

It was a surprise, almost just a flash of lightning that happened to everyone that no one expected.

But Anke's reaction is faster than lightning!

Although his body pounced on the far corner, his legs were still behind, and at the critical moment, Anke gave up the practice of saving the ball with his hands and kicked his foot towards the football instead...... He's got the kick!

The football was kicked directly outside the penalty area by him! A crisis in Bayern Munich is lifted!

"Ahh Fiorentina's two back-to-back passes were breathtaking, and the final shot was fantastic, but Ancor's performance was a nightmare for all Fiorentina people! Last season's best goalkeeper in the Bundesliga told everyone that it was impossible to break down the goal he was guarding! ”

"Hooray! Quiet! The Bayern fans cheered.

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"Now...... Uh, who are we going to cheer for? Kaka muttered to himself as he looked at the close-up of Anke and Zhang Jun on the TV.

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Li Yongle slammed the armrest of the sofa and punched it, he thought that the ball he had to score could make this Anke pounce, which made him very unhappy.

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There is nothing impossible in this world...... No!

Zhang Jun was tripped by Lucio with the ball, and the referee blew a free kick 23 meters in front of the goal.

Of course, Zhang Junlai took the penalty for this ball, he personally placed the ball, and then took two steps back. Bayern's human wall blocked the near corner, and Anke stood in the middle of the goal, so that he could take care of the near and far corners.

Zhang Jun chose to play in the far corner this time, so he had a lot of power when he kicked the ball, and he also added speed to the arc of the ball, which caused a lot of trouble for the goalkeeper.

This can be seen from Zhang Jun's action of kicking the ball, and his whole body is in the air after kicking, because the power of the kick is so great that it can be brought up by his body.

The ball itself has a very strong spin and is fast enough to go straight to the far corner!

Anke's movements seemed to be a beat slower, perhaps because he didn't expect Zhang Jun, who had always played in the near corner, to suddenly switch to the far corner, but Anke's reaction was still amazingly fast.

He jumped out of the spot with all his might, and then stretched out his hands as far as he could, flicked the football, causing the ball to deviate from the goal and fly directly out of the bottom line.

"Beautiful!" The commentator first yelled, and then said, "Of course, I also have to sigh for Florence, very wonderful attack and defense." ”

Watching Anke save his free kick out of the goal, Zhang Jun pulled his hair in pain. Did Anke take her medicine today? Why is it so fierce?

This situation is normal for Anke's mentor Oliver, who is a game-oriented goalkeeper, which means that he can easily go crazy during the game, and the worse the situation is for him, the better he will perform. Once he goes crazy, he can really do it without letting any shots slip through his fingers.

Even if Anke threw the football out, he still didn't change his posture of being ready to pounce out again at any time, he stared at Zhang Jun, bared his teeth, like a beast, and let out a low roar of "Hu Hu" in his throat.

Still provocative? Zhang Jun looked at Anke, then turned to his teammates and shouted, "Hurry up!" Our corners! After shouting, he himself ran towards the corner flag area, and as soon as Bayern saw that he was about to take a corner kick, they knew that Fiorentina must be going to pass the football outside the penalty area, and then let Xiang Tao, who was inserted behind, shoot from a distance.

So their defensive attention is on the outside, although one is in the penalty area, but the body wants to tighten the strings, ready to pounce on the outside of the penalty area at any time.

However, to their surprise, Zhang Jun did not pass the football outside the penalty area, but in front of the goal, and he wanted to hit Bayern's defenders by surprise.

An Ke jumped high and took off Zhang Jun's ball directly, and he was the only one who was not deceived by Zhang Jun. He's really getting into the groove – there's only one thought in his head: to keep the goal behind him. No distractions.

"Fight back! Counterattack! We've got one more goal!! Anke yelled loudly and threw the ball out.

Bayern's counter-attack was very fast, and with most of Fiorentina's defenders stepping forward to fight for header opportunities, their defence looked empty. This is Bayern's chance.

However, the attack ultimately failed under Frey.

Anke's performances are world-class, but Frey is no slouch for him. Saint; Cruise's single knife is beautifully dismantled by Frey.

As the clock ticked by, the race was drawing to a close. Both players are wearing up quickly, with Sabato already using two substitutions, with Gasballoni replacing Duff, who is no longer running, and Pazzini replacing Van Persie, who is too much energy. He didn't replace Zhang Jun, who also couldn't run, because this was a critical moment in a crucial game, and as long as he still wanted to win, he couldn't replace Zhang Jun. Replacing the captain and the main attacker is tantamount to surrendering to the opponent, such a thing that the madman Sabato can't do.

"If the score is maintained until the end, then the two sides will have to play extra time, and if there is still a draw in extra time, then the only way to decide the winner is through penalty shootouts." The game is not over yet, and the commentator is already previewing the upcoming show in advance. Now the crowd can basically see that neither side has much physical strength to exert power in the last few minutes, so they can only grind and wait until the end of the game, and then get a short break to prepare for 30 minutes of extra time. In a home-and-away knockout game like the Champions Cup, the winner will first look at the game between the two sides, that is, the number of goals, and the more qualified. However, if the scores are the same and the aggregate score of the two rendezvous is tied, then it will depend on the number of away goals. This is very crucial, and a lot of teams have come through this comeback. The team with the most away goals will have a chance to advance. If the scores are the same and the number of away goals is the same, then the winner will have to go to extra time or penalties. This is the last resort, and the most brutal.

I don't want to, but there's no better way. Sabato even reserved the last substitution, intending to wait for extra time.

"Okay, okay! Blow the whistle, you unresponsive referee! Sabato muttered, "Give our players a little more rest, they're too tired...... This damn quarter-finals! ”

Amid his chattering curses, the referee finally blew the whistle for the end of the ninety minutes.

"That's it! The ninety-minute game is over! After a short break, we will enter the first half of extra time in this Champions League quarter-final! ”

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The TV seized the time to put up the sponsor's advertisement, and Yang Pan and Kaka looked at each other: "I really didn't expect that the game would be dragged into overtime." ”

"Bayern have always been tenacious, but Fiorentina is also so tenacious and I didn't expect it to be."

"Yang Pan, I have a bad premonition...... Maybe the Germans will knock out Fiorentina in extra time......" Before Kaka could finish speaking, he was pounced on by Yang Pan and covered his mouth.

"Crow's beak!"

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Extra time started quickly, but it was also over quickly. The first half was only 30 minutes combined, and the first half was a wild bombardment of Fiorentina around Bayern's half, but thanks to Anco's excellent performance, Fiorentina returned after 15 minutes. Bayern, who had replenished their energy in the second half, bombarded Fiorentina in turn, but this time it was Frei's turn to put in a brilliant performance, and he let Bayern not take advantage of it at a glance.

The goalkeepers of both sides became the absolute protagonists of the pitch towards the end of the game.

"I didn't expect that! I didn't expect that! This quarter-to-quarter match will drag on to the final penalty shootout! The narrator shouted. Bayern, who originally had the best goalkeeper in the Bundesliga, would have a very big advantage. But Frei's performance in the final moments of the game also gave Fiorentina fans hope, and it will be very difficult to say who will die now. ”

Jang Jun gasped and sat on the ground as Sabato discussed the lineup for the penalty shootout with Di Livio. He looked at Bayern in the distance again, Anke was being bandaged again by the team doctor, and looking at his appearance, he was not affected by the bleeding in the head, and his mood was also very good. Zhang Jun knows Anke that, as a high-level goalkeeper, he shouldn't be afraid of penalty kicks. Not to mention that this is the best opportunity for the goalkeeper to show off, and Anke will naturally not let go of this stage of self-expression. He's in full form, and the result is really ...... There is a lot of bad luck.

Look at the goalkeeper on his side, the main goalkeeper of the French national team, Frei. Quite the opposite of what Anke is doing now, he is kneeling on the ground alone, silent with his eyes closed, as if praying for something.

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Anke put his arm around Guerrero's neck and shouted to his teammates, "Pray!" Pray to me! I will lead you to victory! Ha ha!! ”

Everyone knew Anke was joking, but he had some truth in what he said. It's not too difficult for a kicker to kick a football into such a wide goal. But for the goalkeeper, it is not easy to keep the opponent's rapid shot from a distance of 12 yards. Therefore, the performance of the goalkeeper is crucial, if they can save the opponent's shots in a row, it will have a very bad impact on the morale of the opponent, and if the goalkeeper of the team is always penetrated by the opponent, then the morale of their own side will also be low.

The brutality of the penalty shoot-out is that after 120 minutes of running at full strength, the players still need to stand here and undergo a severe psychological test.

But a person with a big nerve like Anke may be able to have an expected performance.

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Soon, the players on both sides were handed in. Fiorentina, as the team's number one penalty taker and captain, Zhang Jun was the first to take the penalty, followed by the solid defender Mascherano, Crewe, and Joaquin. The last player to kick is just as important as the first to kick, and Pazzini is more physically active than the other players.

On the Bayern side, the first to play was naturally the captain Ballack, and then St. Cruise, Schweinsteiger, Lucio, and the fifth to play was ...... Unexpected Anke!

The list is known only to the referees and the managers of their respective teams, so no one is surprised that Anke is going up to take the penalty.

Penalties are a must for any team, not to mention that this is a knockout format where most teams practice before the game. So every manager didn't say anything, just let them play with a normal mind.

The commentator kept reminding the audience of the important and exciting surnames of the penalty shootout: "The penalty shootout is really cruel!" Fiorentina and Bayern Munich have been doing very well, but they have to decide a team that qualifys. The penalty shoot-out was a brutal psychological test for the players, and some even suggested the inhumane way of canceling the penalty shoot-out...... Of course, if it is really canceled, the charm of football will be at least half lost......"

The narrator's chatter really paid off, and Sophie was now sitting on the couch, shaking. She folded her hands on her chest as if she were praying for Florence.

The result of guessing the coin was that Fiorentina kicked first, which was a good thing for Bayern, because the pressure of the first ball fell on Fiorentina's side, and the pressure on Fiorentina fell on Zhang Jun's shoulders.

Will he be able to withstand the shoulder that was hit in the game?

"Come on, Jun Zhang! Come on! Sophie muttered as she looked at the face on the TV.

Zhang Jun held the football, walked into the penalty area, and then quietly put the football on the white spot, he placed it very carefully. Then he got up, looked at Anke, and then stepped back. Retreat to his satisfaction before stopping and waiting for the referee to blow the whistle.

Anke's arms were not spread like half of the goalkeepers, in an attempt to put some psychological pressure on the opposing strikers and increase his defensive area. His position to save the penalty was a bit peculiar, his hands naturally drooped, placed on his hips, his body stood straight, and his center of gravity did not lower at all. A pair of eyes are fixed on football. He was also waiting for the referee to blow the whistle.

I really didn't expect to rely on this to decide the winner in the end. Zhang Jun shook his head in his heart and smiled bitterly. However, he is not afraid to take penalties, he just thinks the result of the game was beyond most expectations.

Well, penalties for penalties. It's not like they've never practiced anyway, and he's never worried about his penalty percentage. What reason is there for a striker with an astonishing accuracy to be afraid of a penalty?

Bayern's players were all standing in the centre circle, hugging each other and nervously looking at the goal in front of them. Fiorentina, on the other hand, don't have so many rules, each player sits or stands, looking at the goal.

The whole stadium fell silent.

"Toot!"

Zhang Jun exhaled softly, and then ran ......

Anke's eyes were fixed on Zhang Jun's ankle, he knew that Zhang Jun could use his left and right feet, but he hadn't seen Zhang Jun do it with his left foot. Generally speaking, everyone plays penalties differently, but there are still some rules that can be used as a reference, because most people unconsciously follow that rule.

This can be seen from the starting point of the run, if a player starts the run from the left side of the ball and is almost parallel to the angle of inclination of the goal, then it is very likely that the ball is shot to the left of the goalkeeper, which is the right side of the goal. And if a player runs from the left side of the ball, but the angle and goal line are very large, then he has a good chance of shooting to the right side of the goal, and the left side of the goal. If a player starts running from a point directly opposite the ball, perpendicular to the goal line, then it is possible in both directions, and of course it is possible...... Spoon sling.

Zhang Junzhu ran according to the first rule, so Anke was ready to pounce on his left side. And he saw that Zhang Jun's right foot had been skimming outward until he played the football - this is a typical footwork to push the right corner!

"Boy, I've got you!" At the moment when Zhang Jun kicked the football, Anke did not hesitate to pounce on his left side, the right side of the goal!

But he was surprised to see that the football kicked by Zhang Jun flew to the center of the goal, and it was a perfect ...... Spoon!

It turned out that the moment Zhang Jun kicked the football, he changed his push to rub, and the football obediently flew to the unguarded middle.

It was impossible for Anke to stop the goal, he could only watch the ball fly into the goal!

Fiorentina lead by one goal!

After the goal, Zhang Jun waved his fist lightly and made a good start. The rest is left to the other four teammates. Anke, on the other hand, slammed the ground hard, reluctantly stood up, and gave way to Frey.

Frei stood still in front of goal and adopted the posture that most goalkeepers would have: his center of gravity lowered, his hands slightly open, his eyes fixed on the football.

Ballack walked up and rearranged the ball, deliberately making the series very slow, just to put enough psychological pressure on Frey.

As if dissatisfied, Barak swung again, until he felt that he was almost done, and then got up and stepped back to run.

Now everyone's eyes are locked on the two men in front of the door.

Ballack turned his head to look at the referee, waiting for the referee's whistle. Frey, on the other hand, kept his eyes on the football, silent.

The stadium fell silent again.

"Toot!"

Ballack's run-up was fast, and his long legs allowed him to step in front of the ball in two steps, which was amazing! Then he slammed his leg and volleyed hard!

The ball flew towards the bottom left corner of the goal, but Frey was faster than it!

Before Ballack could shoot, Frei had already made a judgment - he pounced a little earlier in the direction he was going.

Magath watched everything in front of goal with wide eyes, he watched Ballack shoot, watched Frey pounce on the ball, and then watched Frey knock the ball out with both palms!

"He pounced!!"

"Whew——!!!" The Fiorentina fans roared like wolves.

Sophie jumped up from the couch and raised her arms and shouted, "Pounced!!" ”

Fiorentina's bench jumped up with the players on the pitch and cheered with their arms raised.

Frey, like Anco, got down on one knee and threw a hard punch down, but instead of frustration, he was excited. Everyone has been talking about Anke, Anke is like this, Anke is like that, Anke is like that, Anke saves and shoots again, Anke ...... Now he lets everyone know that this game is not Anke's solo show.

I, Frey, am a very good goalkeeper!

Ballack, who missed the penalty, walked back with a blank face, and none of his teammates blamed him, just patted him on the shoulder silently. Now this pressure has to be borne by the whole team, and no one can escape.

At the end of the first round of the penalty shootout, Fiorentina Zhang Jun scored, Bayern Munich Ballack's penalty was saved by Frei, and now Fiorentina leads Bayern Munich 1:0.

In the second round, Fiorentina's solid defender Mascherano was the first to play, and he also had a very good shooting skills. Now the pressure is on Anke, who must save the ball in order to save the team's morale and fortunes.

Anco stood in front of the door again, tightened his gloves, and then clapped his fists, staring at Mascherano as he came up to kick the ball.

"Argentine boy, I swear in the name of my grandfather...... You can't kick this ball! ”

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