“yes！ it‘sgoooooooooooooooooal！！！！ ESPN's commentator shouted in English. Brilliant goal! Raul; Gonzalez! Real madrid! They now lead the home team Fiorentina 1-0! It was a golden away goal! ”

"There's only one Raul! We saw this again at the Stadio Franchi, and the whole of Fiorentina became his foil! He is the top scorer in the history of the European Champions Cup! Never give up...... Raul; Gonzalez! ”

In the corner of the west stand of the Frankie Stadium, the Real Madrid fans let out a huge cheer. The Fiorentina fans, who were the opponents, were rarely booed, perhaps they were stunned by Raul's "impossible" goal and didn't know what to show.

Raul jumped up from the ground, kissed his signature wedding ring, and then hugged his teammates with open arms in celebration.

Zhang Jun watched Real Madrid's players near the center circle so happy, and felt that his heart was not happy. In the UEFA Champions League, one away goal means the possibilities are endless. Many strong teams can be upset and eliminated by some teams that are not in the spotlight, most of them because of "away goals". What's more, the strength comparison between Fiorentina and Real Madrid is not that Fiorentina is strong, but Real Madrid is weak.

How can a team like Real Madrid score away goals? Then when it comes to Real Madrid's home stadium, at the Bernabeu Stadium, it will be even more difficult for Fiorentina to score away goals and contain Real Madrid's attack.

How did it come to this? If Fiorentina are to qualify for the next round, then the team will have to win anyway and also open up the score gap.

Zhang Jun looked at the big screen, and the game had only been going on for twenty-three minutes. They have to score at least two goals in 67 minutes. Although Real Madrid's defense is not very good, their attacking pressure is really strong, and it is a bit difficult to do this.

"Zhang Jun! Zhang Jun!! ”

Jang Jun heard Sabato calling him from the sidelines, and he ran to the sidelines. But Sabato immediately waved him back.

"Go back! Kickoff! Offensive! Non-stop attack! I want you to score for me! Sabato shouted as he waved his arms. He led the team to the Champions Cup for the first time and would never be willing to be eliminated in the round of 16.

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After the restart, Fiorentina quickly recovered from the blow of conceding a goal, and they launched a "revenge" attack on Real Madrid. Zhang Jun seems to be particularly active, and he can be seen everywhere in front and back.

I can't help it if I'm not active. If you are not active, you will not have a chance to score, whether it is his chance, or creating opportunities for others, you need him to keep running.

In the run, Zhang Jun received a pass from Duff, and then he accelerated to cut past Guti, and then he did not continue to dribble or pass the ball to anyone, but suddenly shot directly at the goal. A long-range shot from 25 meters from goal!

Zhang Jun's body focuses on precision and angle, so even if it is such a long-range shot, the power is not very large, and the speed is not very fast, which also makes Casillas work hard. He flew sideways, unable to grab the ball that was heading for the top corner of the goal, so he had to use the safest way possible - to lift the crossbar.

"Jang Jun's sudden shot! Casillas didn't dare to slack off and lifted the ball over the crossbar! Fiorentina corner. ”

Time was ticking, but Fiorentina couldn't find the best way to break down the goalkeeper.

Casillas is known for his accurate positioning, attacking and quick reflexes, and he is not very tall, and he has made great strides in receiving high balls. It can be said that Real Madrid's defense is almost entirely supported by him alone, and his individual ability cannot be underestimated. Maybe Fiorentina's attacking combination can tear apart Real Madrid's back line, but when it comes to the goalkeeper, it's a battle of individual skills, and in that regard, Casillas is not losing to anyone.

Taking advantage of the time of Joaquin to send a corner, Crowe pulled Zhang Jun: "I can see that if you want to score a goal, you have to be able to pass the ball to the point where even he, the goalkeeper, can't do anything." Even if it's you alone, he can save, and Casillas's ability to save a single ball is terrifying. ”

Zhang Jun nodded in agreement, too, it may not be effective to shoot directly at him. He knows this very well.

"But how?"

"You don't have to worry about that, your position is further up, I'll be responsible for passing the ball to you and Van Persie."

Zhang Jun patted Crewe on the shoulder, a long-term partner, so that he trusted Crewe very much, as long as Crewe said that it could be passed on to him, it would definitely be possible. All he had to do was wait, wait for the moment the pass came, and then shoot himself and score, never living up to the pass behind him.

A corner kick was taken and caused chaos in the Real Madrid penalty area.

Van Persie stabbed a shot, but it bounced off teammate Kyle's foot. Baptista followed up and tried to clear the ball, but was stabbed by Mascherano and kicked himself into the air.

The ball was stabbed by Mascherano and landed right at Crewe's feet. Crewe is on the edge of the box and he doesn't have a lot of people there, so he has plenty of time to adjust and then see if it's a shot or a pass.

Zhang Jun saw Crewe get the ball in front of the goal, and he remembered what Crewe had just told him: "Even the goalkeeper can't do anything about passing." ”

What kind of pass is that?

He was engrossed in staring at Crewe on the left side of the box.

"Go up and guard him!" Casillas yelled as he moved his body to the near corner to block Crewe's angle.

Crewe glanced at the forbidden area, and at a glance he saw Zhang Jun in the crowd, who was looking at himself.

Look, Zhang Jun, I've passed the ball!

"Crewe suddenly raised his foot and shot! He didn't even adjust...... Goalpost! It's a shame...... Yes! Wait a minute! Don't wonder why the narrator was so surprised, because what had just happened in front of the door was beyond his imagination.

Zhang Jun saw that Crewe was too footed, thinking that he was going to pass the ball, so he hurriedly prepared, but saw Crewe shoot directly, which he didn't expect.

What he didn't expect was still to come, Casillas expected Crewe to shoot, so he blocked the near corner, but he didn't expect Crewe's kick to hit the post, and his body was completely lost in order to catch the ball. Unexpectedly, the ball did not enter his arms as he wished, but bounced to the goal.

At the moment when Zhang Jun was stunned, he saw the football hit the goalpost, and then ...... And bounced at him!

Zhang Jun didn't have more time to think about how the ball hit the goalpost bounced in front of his goal impartially, and he reflexively stretched out his head...... A fish leap to the top!

The football flew into the empty goal without any suspense, and Casillas was already on the ground, facing the sky on his back, really powerless.

“oh――goooooooooooooooal！！！ Fiorentina took advantage of the chaos to score the equalizer! They equalised at the end of the first half, which couldn't have been better for Fiorentina supporters! ”

After scoring the goal, Zhang Jun did not celebrate his goal like others thought, but lay on the ground and looked at the football in the net with some puzzlement.

Could this be what Crewe called the passing that even the goalkeeper could not do?

If that's true, that's an exaggeration, right? A player can control the ball to hit the post with precision, then control the angle and force of its bounce to deliver the ball exactly where it is needed...... Zhang Jun remembered a video released by Ronald Diño when he tried playing Nike sneakers, which caused an uproar at the time, because Ronald Diño could shoot the ball to the crossbar four times in a row, and then control them accurately back to the range that he could control again. Four times! At that time, people were amazed that it was not something that humans could do, and many people questioned the real surname of the video on this basis. Although Ronald Diño has repeatedly insisted that it is his true level and that it is nothing, many professional players believe that it is made by computer specialty.

Could it be ...... Crewe also has incredible skills that are just as terrifying as Xiao Luo?

Although Zhang Jun never doubted how good Crewe's personal skills were, he could go to such a terrifying point...... Zhang Junzhen must be glad that he persuaded Crewe to join the Chinese team in the first place. This man has the ability to change the game with his foot technique.

His teammates pounced on him and pinned him down. They didn't think as much as Zhang Jun thought, thinking it was just an ordinary shot hitting the post, and then Zhang Jun followed up with a follow-up shot.

Only Jang Jun was still staring at Crewe amid the frantic cheers of his teammates.

When he ran back to his own half, Zhang Jun took the time to ask the question in his heart: "Hey, Crewe...... That ball was what you called the goalkeeper's powerless pass? ”

Unexpectedly, Crewe shook his head: "No, that's luck." ”

"Luck?" Zhang Jun was surprised.

'Well, I was going to shoot into the far corner and keep the ball in control of Casillas but I couldn't get it, so let him hit it in front of goal so you and Van Persie have a chance. I didn't expect to shoot with my left foot completely turned around, so the ball was a little out and luckily hit the post. It's as simple as that. ”

Zhang Jun was dumbfounded when he heard this, and he stopped. Even if luck hits the goalpost, it is not ordinary luck to be able to continue to bounce back to him, right?

A pass, but the goalkeeper's reaction factor was also taken into account, and the time was only a second.

He always felt that Crewe did it on purpose, and not by chance.

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Zhang Jun thinks so, others don't see it that way, in their eyes, Zhang Jun's goal just now was because of good luck, and it was definitely not directed by Crewe.

After Fiorentina equalized the score, they should have taken advantage of the situation to chase and fight for another victory. But the halftime whistle sounded very inopportunely.

Half-time is not a good thing for the team leading the momentum, because after a fifteen-minute break, the body cools down and the momentum disappears. The Fiorentina players also felt that they had just been raised, and now suddenly there was no place to vent, so they had to walk off the field one by one with their heads down.

When Zhang Jun left the game, he noticed that he was next to Raul, and Raul noticed that Zhang Jun was looking at him, so he smiled politely at Zhang Jun. I can't see at all that they were still fighting to the death on the court just now. Others laughed at him, but Zhang Jun was embarrassed not to return the salute, so he also laughed back.

Because the score was a draw, the mood on both sides was quite normal.

Unexpectedly, Raul suddenly said a word to Zhang Jun, Zhang Jun didn't hear it clearly, and he didn't know if Raul spoke Spanish or any other language.

Raul understood when he saw Zhang Jun's confused expression, and he pointed to his jersey and then to Zhang Jun's jersey.

Zhang Jun now understood: it turned out that the idol wanted to exchange jerseys with him!

Without saying a word, he quickly took off his purple jersey stained with sweat and mud and handed it to Raul.

Unexpectedly, it was Raul's turn to be surprised this time, but soon Raul also took off his Real Madrid jersey and handed it to Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun didn't expect Raul to take the initiative to exchange jerseys with him, so he quickly bowed to Raul and said "thank you" in English.

The word was known to the whole world, and he thought Raul should have understood, as Raul smiled at him with his jersey and waved goodbye.

Zhang Jun, who pushed open the locker room door, was shirtless, holding a crumpled Real Madrid jersey in his hand. Xiang Tao was a little strange: "Huh? Zhang Jun, where's your jersey? ”

Zhang Jun pointed to the jersey in his hand: "I exchanged jerseys with Raul outside just now." ”

"Wow! Swapping jerseys before the game is over? And it's still ...... with Raul," Xiang Tao sighed, "It's a pity that Carlos is gone, otherwise I would have liked to exchange jerseys with him." Forget it, if it's difficult, I'll exchange jerseys with Beckham. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, Xiang Tao! The number 23 shirt for Real Madrid is mine. It was Zhang Jun's partner, Van Persie, who spoke.

"You all don't fight, Beckham's shirt, I've already booked it." "My little daughter likes him and must let me get his jersey." Although I myself don't have much interest in him......"

"If you're interested, you've got a problem!" Xiang Tao was not happy when he saw Uyi Farusi's triumphant face.

"......" Zhang Jun looked at the chaotic scene and was speechless.

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Raul looked at the jersey in his hand, he thought the Chinese striker was very interesting, and he just wanted to exchange jerseys after the game, regardless of the result. I didn't expect the other party to be so anxious to change at that time, watching him take off his jersey and hand it to him, it was not good for him not to pick it up.

How does this look like Italy's best player? is clearly a little fan chasing stars.

Raul laughed, then pushed open the locker room door.

"Raul, why are you here now?" Guti stood at the door waiting for him.

"I just exchanged jerseys with the opponent's No. 11 outside, and I was delayed a little bit."

"The Chinese striker...... Zhang Jun? ”

"Hmm. It is said that he regarded me as an idol among the active players, hehe. Raul put Zhang Jun's jersey in his cupboard, then took out the new jersey and changed it into.

"We're still opponents, why did you swap jerseys at halftime?" Guti was puzzled.

"I originally wanted to tell him that he would change it after the game, but I didn't expect him to be very anxious and take off his clothes and hand them to me. Raul shrugged.

Guti touched his chin and looked at the ceiling: "He's such an interesting person." ”

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While the Fiorentina dressing room was still fighting over who would get Beckham's shirt at the end of the game, Sabato pushed the door in.

"Don't make a fuss, let's hurry up and set up the tactical arrangements for the second half. The great thing about the first half was that we equalised near the end. Sabato tapped on the tactics board and motioned for everyone to be quiet, "But this fucking halftime is not the right time!" Sabato rarely swears like this now, probably for a long time, and this time he popped up two "fuck" in a row in one sentence. The Fiorentina players who were in the audience below were in high spirits, and they knew that the second half was going to be ruthless.

"I don't blame you for that goal in the first half of Real Madrid. But you defenders must also take their share of responsibility! In the second half, I was staring at Raul and Robinho, the two dangerous elements, especially Raul! Even if he breaks both legs, don't let my guard down! Sabato said murderously, as if he was going to go up and break Raul's legs.

"Offensively, a constant onslaught! This is my home stadium, we have no reason to back down, we can score two goals and we can't just score one, and if we can score three, we are not allowed to score two. If we can't score more goals here, then next week we will have a hard time scoring more. ”

Zhang Jun nodded again and again, what did he think in his heart. Home advantage must be put to good use, and if you only win by one goal at home, it is not much different from defeat.

"Zhang Jun!"

Hearing Sabato call himself, Zhang Jun raised his head and looked at the head coach.

'In the first half you ran aggressively, you expanded your range and increased your chances, which is good. But...... You need to think about your fitness in the second half, because we've had two games a week for the last two weeks, so don't overdraw. ”

Zhang Jun nodded, "Don't worry, boss." I know. ”

I don't know when it started, the players called Sabato "boss" and Jalimian "chairman". Sabato didn't object, he actually wanted the players to call him "Godfather", but since he came into contact with Ren Yudi, he didn't dare. Because he always felt that the young big boss behind the scenes was a bit of a mafia......

'In short, Real Madrid's defence is still their weakness and we don't have to retreat to defend their attack. That's negative defense! I want you to pounce and attack, fight them, and suppress their attacks with our attacks! Replace defense with the best offense! ”

Sabato believes that the essence of Florence's rapid rise is all in the word "attack".

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In the second half, Fiorentina launched a fierce attack on Real Madrid according to Sabato's instructions. Real Madrid, on the other hand, continued to suppress the home team with their own attacks, and the two sides were at loggerheads from the start.

Van Persie had just stabbed a shot in the box and was saved by Casillas, Real Madrid immediately counter-attacked, and finally Robinho's powerful shot was saved by Frei.

"The pace of attack and defence on both sides has increased significantly, and the game has become more beautiful. The biggest difference between the Champions Cup and the league is the elimination system, and both sides can't afford to lose a game! ”

This is the third game of Crewe's return from injury, and judging from his performance, the recovery from the operation is quite good, which is naturally thanks to Fiorentina's physiotherapist and team doctor - Feng Qing. Sabato, in particular, is even more thankful that if it weren't for Fengqing, Crewe might still be recuperating at home, and it would not have been possible in the Champions Cup match against Real Madrid.

Crewe cut forward with the ball in midfield and stepped on the bike to face the returning Baptista in the run. Just when Baptista thought he was going to break through, he poked the ball to the side and passed it to Mascherano who was plugged in behind.

Mascherano was not polite, with twenty-seven or eighteen meters from the goal, a long shot was a kick!

The ball flew into the air, over everyone's heads, towards Real Madrid's goal.

"Iker!" Ramos shouted.

By the time he turned around, Casillas was already flying, flying very high and raising his right hand high to send Mascherano's very high-quality long-range shot over the crossbar.

"Ahh Damn it! Sabato, who was preoccupied on the sidelines, jumped up with a wave of his arms, he thought the goal might have been scored.

Two minutes later, Real Madrid attacked, Fiorentina defended. Guti unloaded Raul perfectly with a very precise long pass, but he didn't break through or pass into the box, but instead distributed it to Beckham on the right.

Beckham also didn't stop the ball and crossed directly.

Robinho is too short and it doesn't look like he stands a chance. But Beckham's ball was not passed to Robinho, but to ......

Plug in the back on Baptista!

The tall and athletic Baptista leaps high in the sprint, glides and then rushes to the top!

Frei's quickness was beyond his expectations, as he soared into the air almost as Baptista hit the ball, then reached out and held the ball firmly in his hands, even as it fell from the air.

"Both goalkeepers were fantastic! It's a really good game, with Fiorentina, with Real Madrid, it won't be boring! Two attacking teams gave us a great attacking ...... Well, to be honest, I'm very hopeful that next week at the Bernabeu, both teams will be able to perform like this. That's football! ESPN's commentator shouted excitedly.

But for Sabato, the offense can certainly entertain the audience, but the most important thing is to win the game first.

He jumped around the field in a hurry, like a child who couldn't eat a lollipop, staring at the players on the field with expectant eyes, as if they might fall lollipops.

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Instead of continuing to dribble the ball in the face of Garcia's defence, Crewe stopped and faced the La Liga card king. He didn't seem to be worried that he would be tackled again by the fierce back in front of him.

The stands at the Frankie Stadium rang out with only the screams offered to Crewe, who were asking Crewe to pass the Uruguayan.

Crewe crossed his legs and circled the ball with his right foot, and seeing that Garcia was unmoved, he planned to make another circle.

After three consecutive rounds with his right foot on the spot, Garcia couldn't hold his breath and if Crewe did it again, he would definitely kick it, regardless of tackle or tackle.

Sure enough, Crewe seemed to be deliberately showing off his footwork, and went around again, this time Garcia didn't hesitate to shovel the football!

But he didn't get the ball. Because Crewe went one step ahead of him and passed the ball with his right heel, just in time, it was Mascherano who cut in to receive the ball.

It turned out that he had just circled four times in a row to wait for Mascherano to come up.

Mascherano broke through Real Madrid's first line of defence and continued to dribble forward, this time facing Guti, but he didn't continue to dribble. He picked up the soccer ball on the run, and this hand surprised Guti, and he looked up to see the ball pass over his head and then fall to Zhang Jun in front of him.

Jang Jun received the ball with his back to the goal, he jumped up and stopped the ball with his chest. When the football fell, he shook the ankle of his left foot very covertly and lifted the ball over the heads of the two Real Madrid defenders behind him! And immediately afterwards he turned around from Raul; Bravo and Woodgate crossed between the two!

"Breakthrough! Jang Jun's chance! Opportunity in Florence! ”

Casillas attacked without the slightest hesitation, and he didn't want to give Jang Jun too much space and angle to shoot.

Zhang Jun glanced at Casillas, who was attacking, and then when the football was still at the height of his chest, he suddenly volleyed sideways!

The body is very stretched, the arms are spread out to keep the balance, the legs are crossed like scissors, and then the right foot is like a pistol striker, and the back of the football is slammed.

The ball raced like a bullet towards the goal, and Casillas reacted fairly quickly and reached for it. But how can he stop a powerful volley that is only two metres away from him?

So when the ball had already flown into the goal, his hands were raised - not that he was not moving fast enough, but that Zhang Jun's volley was too fast.

“oh！ oh！ oh！ oh――greatgooooooooooooooooal！！！ wonderful，wonderful，wonderful！ zhang‘sgoal！ ”

The moment the ball hit the net, Frankie Field erupted in loud cheers. Everyone jumped up with their arms raised and shouted, "Hooray!" Zhang Jun! Banzai! Florence!! ”

"Fiorentina beat Real Madrid 2-1! They took the lead on their home turf, all thanks to a spectacular solo performance by Jang Jun! scored two goals, Zhang Jun's outbreak! ”

Zhang Jun, who scored this goal, can finally vent loudly. He ran to the corner flag and yelled loudly with his teammates.

Li Yan saw this scene in the press box, and he thought that he could imagine Zhang Jun's subconscious thoughts.

Real Madrid is his favorite team, Raul, Ronaldo, Beckham are his idols, so when he can beat his idols with dignity, it may mean that he has taken another step forward. Finally, he no longer had to look up to these people, but looked at them at eye level.

In the future, he may have to step on the corpse of Real Madrid to embark on his own path and future. At that time, he will become an idol and a target for other juniors to transcend.

Isn't it because of these people that football can continue forever?

And aren't they, football reporters, having something to eat?

Li Yan glanced at the field, and his fingers kept knocking on the laptop:

…… Maybe Zhang Jun himself will not take the initiative to realize how important this match with Real Madrid will be for him. But I can say that when Jang Jun defeats his former idol, he will become the new idol. This is the replacement of the old and the new.

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After taking the lead, Fiorentina once dominated the field, which made Real Madrid, who are not good at defense, very passive. At this time, Luxemborg sent Ronaldo, who had been warming up on the sidelines since the second half.

"With 25 minutes to go, Luxemberg brought on Ronaldo, and it was very obvious that he was not willing to end the game like this."

Ronaldo came on to replace Pablo, who played as a midfield defender; Garcia.

When Zhang Jun saw the fat man bouncing on the sidelines for the final warm-up, he remembered a long, long time ago, when he was a high school student, Ronaldo was famous in world football, and it can be said that he grew up watching Ronaldo play football. I really miss that time.

Ronaldo has gained weight as he has grown older, but no one dares to doubt his threat within five metres in front of goal, and the experienced veteran is about to retire. Now he is gradually losing his main position at Real Madrid, and he has even said that he will retire at the end of this season.

Zhang Jun thought that he would never have the opportunity to compete with such a great player in the future. This idol he watched football since he was a child, the person who was once closest to God on the forward line, with the memories of his youth, will retire this summer. When I think about it, it's a little sad. But all Zhang can do now is play the remaining 25 minutes, beat them, beat Ronaldo, and show respect for Real Madrid and those former superstars.

The word "fat", among Real Madrid fans, is a nickname for Ronaldo, a nickname. And if it is shouted from the mouth of the opponent's fan, then it is a naked provocation and insult.

So when Ronaldo ran onto the pitch with his big belly, the whole Frankie was shouting, "Fat! Fatso! You better go down and rest! ”

Ronaldo himself has become accustomed to such provocations and insults, and once in a World Cup South American qualifier, opposing fans unfurled banners and scolded his wife for cuckolding him, and he finished the game normally. So, while the Fiorentina fans were still laughing at Ronaldo's figure, he had already almost missed Frei with a beautiful five-metre raid.

At that time, after he suddenly started at the edge of the penalty area, he suddenly shot directly without adjustment, Frey did not expect it, squatted a little slower, and almost let the football pass under his crotch, but fortunately, the body still suppressed the football at the critical moment.

"Hey! Frey! Zhang Jun shouted, "What are you thinking?" Don't let your guard down! Instead of calling Frey by his name, he called him by his first name, and it seemed that he was also unhappy with Frey's performance.

Frey raised his hand to apologize to his teammates.

"Don't look at him first, he's amazing." Zhang Jun said to the others, "Although we are getting old, we are getting more and more perfect with that shot, and if we are not careful, our lead will be wiped out in an instant." ”

Ronaldo's performance certainly quieted the Fiorentina fans at the Stade Frankie. He seemed to be telling the fans at home with practical actions: "Lao Tzu is here, Lao Tzu is not dead, what are you calling blindly?!" ”

Frei had scared Sabato so out of the scare that he thought it was all over as he watched the ball roll backwards from his hands. Let Real Madrid score two away goals, and then they basically have no hope of winning at the Bernabeu.

"Oh, damn it, is that Frey's bastard bent on giving me a heart attack?" Sabato wiped his sweat.

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On the one hand, Fiorentina should pay attention to the bombardment of Real Madrid's three strikers, and on the other hand, they are definitely not satisfied with the result of a 2-1 win at home. If this score is maintained until the end, then the next rendezvous, Real Madrid only need to knock out Fiorentina 1-0 at their home stadium.

Fiorentina, who have to juggle both ends, are a bit out of touch, with attacking players wanting to score goals and defenders not wanting to concede.

Ronaldo dribbled the ball outside the box again, this time relying on a combination of five-metre acceleration and cycling to force a breakthrough through Bonella's defence, followed by a sudden shot from a small angle, Frei did not make a mistake this time, and fell to the ground to knock the ball off the line.

Bonaella, who was broken through, was very depressed, he really didn't expect Ronaldo at this age to be able to run so fast, he only shook it twice, and then started, and with only one step, he couldn't keep up.

"Squeeze him out, don't stick to the inside!" Frey reminded him.

Bonella nodded and spat on the ground: "Next time, I won't let him in so easily!" ”

While Fiorentina's defenders were having a headache for defense, Zhang Jun was also having a headache about how to score again. After scoring a brace, Real Madrid's defense of him was significantly tighter, almost to the point that no one left him, and wherever he ran, someone followed, Woodgate ran forward, and Garcia fell back.

For a while, he couldn't even catch the ball. When did Real Madrid's defence become so powerful? Zhang Jun was puzzled.

How did he know that it was not Real Madrid's defense that had improved, but that Real Madrid's players had been forced to be anxious and broke out with blood.

Sabato's words before the game had made Real Madrid's players have the mentality of "must win", but they didn't expect to be led by Fiorentina now. How could they accept such an outcome?

Raul is even more desperate to intersperse in the midfield, he has a spirit of never admitting defeat both at club and in the national team, and now he needs to play this spirit to the limit. He's the captain, he has to fight, and he has to fight until the end.

Zhang Jun looked at Raul's sweat-soaked back and remembered the smile at halftime, it was really difficult to connect the two images to one person.

Mascherano took the ball at the back and wanted to fall to the ground and delay the time, but Raul rushed up from the side and made a tackle and brought down the ball with the ball. The referee blew the whistle for a foul and instead of going up to Ramascherano, he ran straight back.

At this time, Raul did not have the demeanor of a "prince" at all, but he had the murderous spirit of a fighter. Zhang Jun couldn't say which Raul was better, but he looked into Raul's eyes, and he gradually felt such a strength - the power that was unwilling to admit defeat.

Although Sabato repeatedly told him to pay attention to maintaining his strength and not to overdraw. But in the face of Raul, he couldn't do it.

He can't help much defensively, so he does his best in the middle of the attack and delays the progress of the whole Real Madrid team. The so-called offense is defense.

Raul's hard work is influencing the whole Real Madrid team, and Zhang Jun is also influencing Fiorentina.

The two teams picked up the pace of the game again in the final moments. Even ESPN's commentators are puzzled by this, and it stands to reason that this is the time when the players are exhausted of energy, and they should not have the physical strength to switch between attack and defense so quickly.

That's not what the players on the pitch think.

Time waits for no one. Where do you have time to think about physical strength, but let's win the game (equalize) first!

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Fiorentina's corner, the football was cleared by Real Madrid, and their back line immediately pressed forward.

Unfortunately, Real Madrid's clearance fell to Fiorentina again.

Joaquin did not hesitate, just intercepted the football, and immediately kicked up on the right side of the field, a long diagonal pass at a 45-degree angle!

This time it's Van Persie!

He rushed out, jumped up, chested the ball, and just hit the ground with a shot!

Casillas waved his hand and did not stop the ball from entering the goal.

The Frankie Stadium was boiling again, and Van Persie turned excitedly to pounce on Joaquin, who had given him the assist. But soon he saw the linesman standing still, the flag in his hand pointed at him.

Offside!

Frankie's cheers immediately turned into shrill boos.

"Ahh It turned out to be offside! This ball is invalid! ”

Van Persie stopped helplessly and shrugged. Zhang Jun was waving his hand to come back quickly.

Compared to the calm of the players on the field, Sabato almost thundered below: "Shit! That referee is blind! He can't see anything! How could this goal be offside!? Idiot! UEFA is all idiots! ”

The scene was playing on the big screen, and the slow motion was repeated four times, from all angles, confirming that the linesman's decision was correct. It's just that...... The moment Van Persie ran out, the gap between Bravo, the last defender of Real Madrid, was too insignificant, maybe the two were just half of the upper body, and the linesman was really sharp-eyed.

Luxenburg had cursed as Sabato had done when the goal was made, but now he had completely calmed down and sat quietly in his chair, and he had come to terms with the result. And losing just one goal is not a defeat, they go back to home and anything can happen.

He then replaced Robinho and David Beckham, giving up the game.

Fiorentina also replaced Zhang Jun, who was too physically exhausted, and Crewe, who had just returned from injury. Both managers can only accept this result.

After the players on the field have been rushing and beating for a period of time, their physical strength has also dropped to points, and many players can't run anymore and can only "walk" on the field. The final result of the match was actually decided: Fiorentina won at home, but Real Madrid left their hopes at the Bernabeu.

Four minutes later, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game.

"It's over! At full-time, Fiorentina beat Real Madrid 2-1 at home. In this way, the next round of the match will become crucial. Fiorentina had a one-goal lead and it was dangerous to advance. And Real Madrid haven't lost hope yet. I think next week will be even more exciting! ”

After the game, there was no more hostility between the players on both sides, and in the end Beckham's shirt was snatched away by Ujfarusi, because he had his youngest daughter as a shield, and no one could do anything to him.

Raul walked over to Zhang Jun, Zhang Jun thought that he was going to exchange jerseys again, and was thinking of a reason to resign, but saw that Raul just took the initiative to come over and shake hands with him, and had no intention of exchanging jerseys. After shaking hands, Raul also patted Zhang Jun's shoulder and smiled and said a word of Spanish.

Zhang Jun didn't understand, it happened that Joaquin was by his side, and after he waited for Raul to leave, he asked Joaquin: "What did Raul say?" ”

Joaquín hesitated: "Well, he said he was looking forward to playing against us at the Bernabeu and he would beat us then. ”

"Ha, that's great, that's what I wanted to say to him." Zhang Jun smiled happily, he won the game, and scored twice, he was in a good mood.

Joaquín couldn't laugh, he stared at Raul's back. Because what Raul just said is not so simple.

"Have a chance to come to Real Madrid! It's more fun to be your teammate than your opponent. That's what Raul was saying.

On the podium, Fiorentina President Jalimian was shaking hands with Real Madrid's President, Mr. Florentino. Fiorentino turned his head to look off the pitch, his eyes firmly fixed on the Fiorentina captain who scored two goals alone in this game and made Real Madrid miserable.

The merchant's eyes sparkled with an incomprehensible light.

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