While Yang Pan was still making a big fuss in the Chinese team, Zhang Jun's Fiorentina also faced what could be the toughest game of the season.

Fiorentina have dropped out of the top six in the domestic league rankings, and Zhang Jun's goals have begun to decline, and at times he didn't even have many shots in a game, let alone the goals that used to be like playing basketball. The media and fans believe that Jang Jun's form has begun to decline, and even if he is healthy, he will not be as strong as before.

His opponents no longer feared him and praised him, and they began to mock him. There are also those who kindly believe that Zhang Jun should have announced his retirement the last time he was injured, rather than just quitting the national team, so that his good reputation and tall image can be preserved.

Of course, these worldly methods can only make worldly people feel sad, Zhang Jun has his own principles in his heart, and he takes other people's ridicule and ridicule, and even persuasion, as the wind in his ears. He knows very well in his heart that now Fiorentina can be temporarily united, precisely because he is still in this team, if he retires, I am afraid that this team will have been divided by the great powers.

The mainstay doesn't have to be good, as long as he's there, that's enough.

In this context, Fiorentina welcomed their Champions League semi-final opponents, champions Porto from Portugal.

The media did not consider Porto to be a dark horse in the semi-finals, because this team has also won the Champions League in the past and they have a lot of quality. But if it was two years ago. Filozhenza meets Porto, and needless to say, no one thinks that Fiorentina will lose to Porto, and even a draw is impossible.

As a result, in the first leg of the Champions Cup semifinals, Porto defeated them 1:0 in Florence's "home stadium" of the devils!

Zhang Jun had a poor performance in this match, he played 77 minutes. He was replaced by Pacini. The technical stats for 77 minutes are as follows: two passes. One shot on goal, zero on the frame and eight violations. Five fouls and four offsides. These statistics can almost be ranked in the bottom five of his career.

It can be seen how bad his condition is.

There was no way to pose any threat to the opponent's goal on the field, and after the game, the Portuguese media ridiculed Zhang Jun for drinking too much before the game.

Even Porto's head coach Jose? Concerio was smug after the away win at Fiorentina: "We are the perfect team! And said that returning to the home stadium will let Fiorentina be eliminated by them, and the current Florence is no longer the Florence of two years ago, and it is not difficult to defeat them.

Healthy? It's not entirely unreasonable for Serio to say that. Because it was not Zhang Jun who played abnormally in this game, but the whole team, the offense was scattered, the defense was collapsed, and if it wasn't for Frey's excellent performance, they would have lost even more! So the ESPN commentators are saying that there is only one person in the whole of Florence who is playing, and he is Sebastien? Frey.

Except for the goalkeeper, the whole team is sleepwalking...... Faced with such a situation, for the first time off the field, Sabato did not roar with anger, he just stood on the sidelines. looked at it without saying a word, looking very helpless.

Perhaps it was not easy for a team that had decided to unite on the fly, and as the season drew to a close, most of them focused on getting their agents to find them a good owner.

At the same time for the next round. Almost everyone is not optimistic about Florence. Due to the clash between Asia and the South American World Cup qualifiers and the UEFA Champions League, when they travel to the Stadio Porto Dragons in Portugal a week later, they will be missing all the players who have played for the South American and Asian national teams, regardless of the main substitutions. Since it was an official match, Fiorentina couldn't let anyone go.

As a result, their main squad will be absent from at least a third, with a mixed lineup of substitutes and main players, coupled with a continued slump in form, and the opponent will get an away goal...... Attacking the second leg of the Champions Cup semi-finals in this way is really unlucky.

In the subsequent league, in order to protect the main team, Sabato used a number of substitutes and lost again. The ranking has dropped to tenth.

Back-to-back defeats have left the players demoralised and they don't seem to have much confidence in the away game against Porto.

Zhang Jun is the captain, so he has to make a "no problem" appearance in front of the players no matter what, and the depression in his heart can only be put in his heart, and he will listen to Sophie when he returns home. This is his spiritual pillar, as long as Sophie is by his side, no matter how tired and bitter he is, he can hold on and not fall.

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On this day, when he answered home depressedly as usual, he did not see Sophie at the door to greet him. Zhang Jun, who was a little uneasy, went to the kitchen, but he didn't see Sophie, just when his heart was beating faster and faster, he saw Sophie coming down from the stairs and putting a coat on his body.

"Zhang Jun, I'm not going to eat at home today, let's go out to eat."

"Huh?"

"Won't you get bored of eating at home every day?" Sophie sat on the couch, looking a little lazy. Zhang Jun rarely saw Sophie like this, he was a little strange: "Hey, Sophie, you won't be sick, right?" ”

Sophie grinned, "No." ”

"Why don't you think you're so inactive?" Zhang Jun frowned and observed Sophie.

"That must be your delusion." Sophie held out her hand and shook it.

"Then why do you have to go out to eat?"

"Celebrate."

"Celebrating?" Zhang Jun felt more and more strange, the team lost again and again, he was in a slump, what to celebrate?

"Well, celebrate you're going to be a dad in eight months." Sophie said calmly, but Zhang Jun was startled. "You...... What do you say? ”

"I'm pregnant." Sophie whispered with a blushing face.

Zhang Jun pounced and hugged Sophie tightly in his arms.

"Tap! Don't bump into the kids......" Sophie gently pushed Zhang Jun away. He smiled sheepishly. 『September Chinese Network) Earth Visitor Sorting

"Male and female?" Zhang Junhou asked anxiously.

"I don't know yet. I felt a little unwell this afternoon and went to Milena's for a check-up, and she told me I was pregnant. "Milena is Zhang Jun and Sophie's personal doctor, and she usually goes to her when she is sick, and her level is very good.

Zhang Jun almost knelt on the ground and thanked all the great gods who could thank him. He and Sophie have been married for three years, and although they have worked hard every time, they have never been able to impregnate Sophie. He even doubted that he had a problem with his abilities. Sophie herself blames herself. Zhang Jun's mother wanted to hold the child very much, but could not fulfill her mother's wishes, although Zhang Jun always comforted her that it was okay to have no children. It's really no longer possible, let's take up an orphan and raise it as our own own child.

That being said, it is not as good as being born in one's own life. Because Zhang Jun has had a lot of things in the past three years, the two of them didn't delve too deeply into the matter, but decided that they must take a good look when Zhang Jun retires. Unexpectedly, now I am unexpectedly pregnant. Can you not make the two happy?

Child, his biggest wish since he was married for a few years is to be able to have a child, no, of course it would be better if he could have more. With children by his side, he has another spiritual pillar. No matter how bitter it is outside, he is satisfied to be able to see the child's smiling face every day and call him "Dad". Every time I go to Yang Pan's house, I feel envious when I see his lovely daughter singing and dancing, and Sophie's eyes can't leave when she sees it.

Sophie was looking at Zhang Jun with a smile, but suddenly found him crying. This startled her: "Zhang Jun, what's wrong with you?" ”

"It's fine." Zhang Jun wiped his eyes, "I'm so happy." You're right, this is indeed a big event that needs to be celebrated, but unfortunately Xiang Tao and Kru are not there. Let's call Youyou, she's quite lonely at home alone. ”

Sophie nodded. "Go change your clothes, it's unseemly." She pulled the sweatshirt on Zhang Jun's body.

Zhang Jun let go of Sophie, then got up and went upstairs, and said to himself: "If it's a boy who teaches him to play football, if it's a girl...... Well, if it's a girl, let her learn from you, it must be beautiful, and it must be able to charm the hearts of all boys. When the time comes, let the boys who pursue her stand inside Frankie, one by one, I guess I can fill Frankie from the stands to the court, and then we pick one by one, hum! ”

Sophie covered her mouth and smiled. When Zhang Jun's career is at a low point, there is such a thing to be happy, maybe it can get him out of this quagmire.

Everything is slowly getting better, Jang Jun.

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The couple called Yoyo out and the family went to their favorite Chinese restaurant for a good meal. During the banquet, Sophie couldn't wait to tell Youyou about her pregnancy and share the happiness with her. In the past, when I was always unable to get pregnant, Youyou was also very worried, helped with a lot of ideas, and found many home remedies for Sophie to try, and I don't know if her home remedies worked this time.

Facing two twittering and happy women, Zhang Jun, the father-to-be, could only sit on the side and giggle.

He felt the dark clouds above him dissipate, and the sun shone brightly into his heart again.

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The next day, Jang Jun, who was driving to training, met a sullen Gasbaroni in the parking lot, and he was still worried about the team's poor form recently.

Zhang Jun went over and slapped him the back, and then shouted in his ear: "Morning, Andre! ”

Gasbaroni was startled by him, and he had already strode to the front, still humming a song! "Hey, Zhang, why are you so happy today?!"

"Secret!" Zhang Jun's happy voice came from the front.

Looking at the uncharacteristically captain, Gasbaroni stood stupidly in place. At this time, Frey, who came up from behind him, put his hand on his shoulder, looked at Zhang Jun's back and asked, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Gasbaroni shook his head: "How do I know that his teammates are in such a bad mood now, what the hell!" ”

"It can't be a mental delirium caused by stress, right? Xiang and Crewe are not there, and no one has anything to say in his heart. ”

Gasbaroni looked back at Frey, who looked serious: "I see that you have a little sign of insanity. Then he slapped Frey's hand away and chased after him quickly.

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The atmosphere in the dressing room was even more eerie. Everyone looked stupidly at the captain who was humming and changing clothes, not knowing what was going on in front of them. I was still a little depressed when I saw him say goodbye to everyone yesterday, why did he suddenly change in one night.

As soon as Gasbaroni talked about the parking lot, a group of people became even more confused. After some discussion, it was decided to guess the fist and choose someone to ask the truth, and in the end, the hapless Darno lost.

"That...... Team, captain? "Leo? Darno plucked up his courage and shouted.

Zhang Jun didn't react, and continued to hum and change clothes.

"Captain!" Darno shouted.

Zhang Jun looked at Darno strangely. "What's the matter. Leo? ”

The other teammates looked at Darno with encouragement and urging, but after a long time, Darno asked, "Ah...... Captain. You, what songs do you usually listen to......"

Everyone fell, only Darno and Zhang Jun were still standing.

Zhang Jun looked up and thought: "I listen to any song, but Chinese songs are the most listened to." ”

"Medium...... Are Chinese songs good? ”

Gasbaroni's heart to strangle Darno is gone, and there is more than enough success and more failure!

"Well, how to put it, each has its own merits. But I am a Chinese. So I prefer Chinese songs, after all, it is my native language. Zhang Jun replied after thinking about it very seriously.

"In this way, I heard the captain just now that you were humming a song, are you humming a Chinese song?"

"Did you hear that? That's right, Chinese songs, how's that, is it good? Zhang Jun snorted again.

"Nice, very good! What's the name? ”

" is sung by a Chinese singer to his newborn son. It's very cozy. Zhang Jun smiled happily.

"I see......" Darno whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

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A group of people deliberately changed into training clothes slowly, so that Zhang Jun, who had already changed, went out early, and then they got together.

"Leo, well done, you really deserve to be the person I fancied!" Gasbaroni patted Darno's head with delight.

He was answered with a chorus of boos.

"Did you hear what he said?" Darno asked.

Everyone nodded.

"Then I don't have to explain it anymore."

"Wait!" Gasbaroni raised his hand. "I don't understand it yet."

"What stupid!" Frey said, "The captain has made that clear. Why did he suddenly feel better? Why hum that song over and over again? Still can't explain the problem? ”

"But I really don't understand." Gasbaroni spread his hands and said innocently.

"Hey, no wonder. The thirty-one-year-old virgin is indeed incomprehensible......" Frey sighed very seriously as he touched his chin.

"I'm not a virgin!!" Gasbaroni grabbed Frey by the neck, and Darno spoke up next to him: "Sebastien means: Our captain is going to be a father!" ”

"What?!" As soon as Gasbaroni's hand loosened, Frei took the opportunity to "escape" from his men.

"Look." Frey spread his hands this time and sighed, "I said that thirty-one-year-old virgins can't understand this kind of thing, for them it's like ...... between men and women."

"Frey! I said I'm not a virgin!! Gasbaroni suddenly lunged at Frei, who was deftly out of the way and then burst out of the goal, followed by Fiorentina's left midfielder. The rest of the locker room looked at each other and laughed.

As a result, Sabato was surprised by the quality of today's training, and everyone seemed to be in a good mood, sweeping away the previous dullness. He doesn't know what's going on, but things are getting better, aren't they?

The only trouble is that Gasbaroni seems to have some intention of targeting Frei in training, and he shoots vigorously in shooting practice and group duels, where Frei is, where he smokes......

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In this way, Zhang Jun left Florence with the good mood of being a father and took Ren Yudi's special plane to Porto, Portugal. There, there is also a strong opponent and a tough game waiting for him, as well as his teammates.

From the moment the plane landed, Fiorentina felt the hostility of the Porto fans and the media. At the airport, they were greeted by fans who held banners with slogans such as "Porto must win" and "Fiorentina go back" to salute the "guests" who had come from afar, and the media asked almost all questions about the embarrassing question that had embarrassed Fiorentina in the previous round: Why did Zhang Jundi perform so poorly? Is Zhang Jun's state already difficult to recover? With such a poor overall performance of the team, what are the chances of Coach Sabato winning the second leg? It is rumored that there was a conflict in the Fiorentina dressing room after the game, and some people blamed each other, is it true? If you are eliminated from the Champions Cup. This season is again after nothing. How will you deal with the fans? ……

All kinds of problems were thrown, and all the good mood of the team was smashed to the ground.

As if to add fuel to the fire, it rained again in the otherwise sunny city of Porto. The oppressive sky is like the depressing mood of the team. Difficult to stretch.

Sabato was once again harassed by the local media at his press conference, and in the face of those tricky and explicit questions, he still stubbornly insisted that he would win and reach the Champions League final. But by this time, not many people believed him anymore, and the Portuguese reporters were smiling and watching Sabato's performance. Now Fiorentina, everyone knows what it's like, and it's no longer the time to scare off opponents with just two shouts.

Mr. Zhang, who had read the press conference on television in his hotel room, could not understand Portuguese, but could tell from the few words and the faces of the reporters that his beloved city of Florence no longer had even a respected status. The football world pays attention to strength, if you don't have strength, you deserve to be humiliated, if the weak team is slaughtered by the strong team when watching the game, how many people will say that the strong team is too much, and don't save face for the weak team at all? Wasn't it the same when they were strong in Florence? Sabato not only has to humiliate the opponent on the scoreline. In words, he wants to make the other party want to kill him with his own hands. It's just that Fiorentina dared to humiliate no matter the strong team or the weak team at that time.

Now that Fiorentina is in the doldrums, the teams that did not dare to do anything to them in the past will naturally have to be humiliated, not only in words, but also in scores. Look at their humiliating home 0:1 in the first leg, and look at their series of words and deeds at the press conference and at the airport. can make you feel a very deep insult.

This is football, there is no way, the winner is the prince and the loser is Kou!

And Sabato, it turns out that he is an arrogant hooligan, and he is also an arrogant hooligan with capital. Fiorentina's strength makes him believe even if he says big things. And now, it gives the impression that he only has one mouth left, and he has nothing but not admitting defeat on the lips. The control of the team is also slowly weakening, and perhaps the incident last summer really affected him hugely. He also responded with words in the face of the provocations of so many reporters at the press conference. Faced with this situation, people say that he is a dead duck with a hard mouth, which is not a good metaphor.

The good mood of having a child was suddenly extinguished, and he frowned again and thought about how to face such a difficult away game.

When the time comes, the Porto players will not be polite to them, and neither will the fans.

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Two days later, the second leg of the semi-finals of the 12/13 European Champions Cup began.

Porto's Stadio de la Longo was packed, with all 52,000 seats seated before the start of the game, and the entire table was a sea of blue. The local media likened themselves to the vast and boundless sea, and any team that came would be drowned in the sea and have no place to die! Florence, on the other hand, was a withered redbud that was sprinkled in the sea, and in an instant a wave hit it and could not be found.

When the game started, Fiorentina mustered up the morale to pounce on Porto's penalty area, and did pose some threat to Porto's goal, Zhang Jun completed his first shot of the game, although the same shot was off, but compared with the previous round, his ball flew out of the post grazed the goalpost, shocking the Portuguese in a cold sweat.

During the race, it rained for two days in a row, but it tended to get heavier and heavier.

When the rain really fell heavily, Porto, the sea dragon, took advantage of the rain to set off a monstrous wave in the Florence half, and they began to counterattack, pressing the once invincible Florence into the 30-meter area of their own half!

Today's Fiorentina team is not the main force after all, they are missing Mascherano in the back. Missing John in the forward line? Jones, the front midfielder is missing Crewe, and the left wing-back is missing Xiang Tao. Four people, one-third of the starting numbers have been selected. Because they are half main and half substitutes, they play together, especially in major tournaments like the Champions Cup, which has few times. Less experience. There is little tacit understanding. After holding out for twenty minutes, the gate guarded by Frey finally fell.

Porto's defensive midfielder at the time, Portuguese Raul? Merelles fired a shot from 23 yards from the goal, and the ball slipped in the rain. Frei pounced on the ball and the ball was ambushed by Postiga, who was lying in ambush on the edge of the box, followed up and pushed into the empty net!

The ball made the Stadio de la Longa boil, and the enthusiasm of the Porto fans dried up even the rain. They cheered the name of the veteran Postiga and chanted the name of the Porto club, leaving the Fiorentina players feeling their legs go limp.

Facing such a crazy home field. How do they fight?!

The rest of the game was completely controlled by Porto, and Verzenensa once again repeated the nightmare of the first leg, with no way to organise the attack, no army at the rear, everyone was fighting on their own, there was no so-called cooperation, and even if they wanted to play, they were ruined by the poor waterlogged field.

Zhang Jun even suspected that Porto deliberately did not open the drainage system of the Dragon Stadium, causing such a venue. Make it impossible for their skills to be used.

The ESPN commentators began to feel sorry for Fiorentina, comparing Florence two years ago with the current Fiorentina over and over again, and exclaiming, "Is this the Florence we are familiar with?" Are you really sure they're not some amateur team with the same name? ”。 Then he began to praise Porto's excellent performance, and said that such a team is fully qualified to dream of the final and the championship trophy, and that the era of belonging to Florence is long over. It's no longer a question of whether Fiorentina can qualify, but whether they can score a face-saving goal in the rest of the game, for the sake of their dignity and former glory.

These words made the Fiorentina fans who watched the live TV broadcast in Florence gnash their teeth, and according to the incomplete promotion after the game, about 30,000 televisions were smashed in Florence that day. And those who watched the game in the tavern shouted curses at the commentators and every player in Porto.

Except for the shot after the start of the game, Zhang Jun did not play again. Then the commentator aimed at him, and began to recall the good old days, showing from the side how bad Zhang Jun is now, his state is long gone, maybe it would be better to put him on the bench. The once imaginative and creative striker has lost his aura and has become a blind runner in front, disrupting the opposition's defence and his own attack – they have apparently forgotten that Crewe was in the team, and Zhang Jun's irregular running has made Crewe like a fish in water.

Whether it is in the front, in the middle of the field, or in the backfield, Fiorentina's unsolicited errors have reached a staggering number, Darno is known for his high-speed running, but when he kicks the ball forward and then accelerates, he realizes that he has run in front of the football, and the football is stuck in the water and can no longer move forward......

On the other hand, the Porto players who are familiar with the field, they often can pass the Fiorentina defenders beautifully with a seemingly casual action, even if it is just a little-known person with the ball, they can attract three or four Fiorentina players to chase and intercept, stirring up the opponent's defense line.

Amid the cheers of the fans, they used their skillful defensive counter-attacking tactics to threaten Fiorentina's goal again and again. And used long-range shots many times, hoping that Frey would get off again and create a chance to make up shots.

From a tactical point of view, Porto's head coach Concerio outsmarted Sabato, who only spoke big at a press conference. In terms of player performance...... There's nothing to say about this, everyone has seen that the difference between the two sides is not half a star.

At the end of the first half, except for Zhang Jun's shot in the opening minute and 50 seconds, Fiorentina had no shots that could be called "threatening" at all.

"This is the gap, let a Portuguese hegemon like Porto play a good game on their home turf, no team can stop it. Their manager, Concerio, is right, it's a perfect team, and maybe any big club in Europe will have to weigh whether they can get out of the way against them. ”

And the two commentators on the Chinese side who were in charge of commenting the game could only sigh helplessly: "It's really a tiger falling on the plain and being bullied, and the dragon is trapped in the shallows and being played by shrimp!" ”

Just in the same sense as the narrator. But in a different way of performing, the Fiorentina players walked back to the dressing room with their heads bowed, and they were like defeated roosters compared to their previous pride. The Porto fans got a great deal of satisfaction from this, and they supported a team that could make Fiorentina's arrogant head beneath the ground, and the outspoken Sabato deflated. It's something to celebrate. Therefore. The Fiorentina players bowed their heads and erupted in shrill boos and unbridled jeers from the stands on either side of the tunnel, looking at their joy as if they had won the game.

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Sabato, uncharacteristically, did not scold the players in the dressing room for their poor performance. Because it's not something that can be solved by scolding a player. He was even thinking about what to do if he lost, and vaguely wanted to give up the remaining forty-five minutes of the game.

"Zhang Jun, your feet...... What do you think? He asked.

Zhang Jun thought that Sabato was preparing for a general attack in the second half, for fear that he would be replaced - in fact, Sabato had no striker to replace, and he replied with his head held high: "There is no problem!" ”

When Zhang Jun's expression full of confidence came, Sabato's words came to his lips and swallowed again: You can rest in the second half.

He looked at the others, most of them with their heads bowed. I can't see their expressions, and I naturally don't know what they're thinking. Looking at the silent group of players, he felt that it might be time for him to say goodbye. He's never led a team for so long, and at the same time won so many accolades.

He was originally a nobody in the lower leagues, and he was appreciated by Ren Yu to have the opportunity to show his skills on a broader stage. should be content, no matter which team you go to coach in the future, you will not have to worry about having such a brilliant resume in Florence.

"You ......," he began, "enjoy the forty-five minutes of the second half!" ”

Zhang Jun looked at the head coach in surprise, why did the "hooligan" who had never admit defeat say such a deflating thing? The other players thought the same as Zhang Jun. They all looked up at their head coach strangely. In Fiorentina's glory days, they never let this man down as players, and he, as manager, never let them down, with mutual trust. In order to have that glorious three years, 56 league games unbeaten, six crowns, and a proud record that swept the world.

"Coach...... It's not like you. Zhang Jun bowed his head and said that he wanted others to see his disappointed expression, which would shake the morale of the army, and there was nothing more terrible than supporting the morale of the army in such a terrible game.

"Not like me?" Sabato laughed dryly, "Then what do you think I should be?" ”

"You're usually like this......" Zhang Jun raised his head sharply and yelled loudly, "You fucking cowards! We're just one goal behind, how can we all be like castrated dogs?! If you don't want to play in the second half, I have someone in my hand to replace him! Don't stay here and interfere with the real warriors! Fuck, isn't it just Porto? Lao Tzu's team has never been afraid of anyone, no matter at home or away! Get out! Get out of here and kick their bitch mess to shredded! Let them see who is the master here!! ”

At first, Zhang Jun yelled at Sabato, and then he aimed at all the players and teammates in the locker room. Rather than reminding Sabato, he took the opportunity to vent the resentment in his chest and remind everyone of "what should we do".

I didn't expect Zhang Jun to scold such ugly words, and everyone was stunned.

"See what I'm doing?!" Zhang Jun continued to roar unsatisfactorily, "Is it interesting to stare at small eyes with big eyes? Leave your fierce gaze on the field and stare at your enemies! I'm here to tell you now, I, Zhang Jun! I'm going to be a dad in eight months, and I want to dedicate this win to my unborn child who doesn't even know his gender. This is what I have planned for a long time, if any bastard drags me back, I'll replace him immediately! In the end, whether he is the captain Zhang Jun or the head coach Zhang Jun, even he can't figure it out.

In this game, he fell helplessly again and again, watching his team make mistakes and mistakes again. When someone knocks down the referee and doesn't blow the whistle, he fouls when he makes physical contact with the opponent, the opponent's disdainful eyes, and the fans' insults...... These things had been in his mind for forty-five minutes, and now he felt tightness in his chest, and he wanted to tear apart everything in front of him. Destroy everything in sight. It doesn't matter if it's a stool, a cabinet, or a human ...... If he doesn't vent it, he doesn't know what irrational actions he will make when he gets on the field later, maybe it's a malicious foul, maybe it's a middle finger to the fans?

No. This may be the general outburst of depression he has suffered all season.

"If we lose this game, our season is over! If you don't want to play, you can pack up and leave now, go back to Italy and find your local agent, ask them to find you the best club, open the best contract, and take the scarf of other people's clubs to swear allegiance...... And myself. To stay here! Until...... Retired ......"

Zhang Jun sat weakly on the stool, leaning on the cabinet behind him, staring blankly at the ceiling, as if he had collapsed. The only sound in the locker room was the heavy gasps of his chest rising and falling, and no one spoke, maybe they were frightened, maybe they were speechless.

It seemed like a long time had passed - the intermission was over before Sabato spoke, and he still did not scold, but said: "It's time." Let's go out and play the second half for me. The tone was calm, as if it were an ordinary game.

The players ran out of the locker room as if they were fleeing. Sabato looked at Zhang Jun, who was still sitting on the stool, opened his mouth, but left without saying anything.

Zhang Jun was the last player to appear on the pitch, and he had eleven players from Portugal's FC Porto wait for him for a full three minutes in the pouring rain. Until the referee himself went to the dressing room and asked him to play.

At the start of the second half, the rain was still falling.

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In the second half, Zhang Jun was noticeably more active, running up front and in midfield, and even returning to his own penalty area. But he was a bit lonely in this kind of running, there was no one to support him, he always got the ball alone and got caught in the circle of the Porto players, and then stumbled to lose possession and fell into the mud...... I don't know how many times he fell, the statistics don't have this item, but the clean white Fiorentina away shirt that he just changed into at half-time has been covered in mud and dyed black.

Faced with this situation, the commentators could only shake their heads, they didn't know what to say: how could the world's top scorer, who was once so proud, be so embarrassed?!

In the end, the subject could only be changed: "Montolivo's performance is not in the slightest worthy of the news that Inter Milan favors him, and Lahm, he is like a German tank stuck in the mud, and after the shells are a pile of scrap metal!" "They have no sympathy for the declining Florence.

Sabato did nothing to adjust to the same situation in the second half, that is, there were no substitutions and no tactical changes. He stood like that in the rain, his waist straight, his lips tightly fixed on the court.

After Jang Jun fell to the ground for an unknown number of times, Montolivo muttered, "Why did he do that...... He won everything, so why should he care if he wins or loses this game? Why do you have to work so hard? Even the head coach gave up, why did he? Like a fool......"

Leo next to him? Darno grabbed him by the collar: "You'll never know him!" You've been playing with him longer than I do, so why don't we switch things up? God is not fair! ”

Nervous midfielder Ahmed? Yakho Ouyi immediately rushed up and pushed the two away: "Hey, Leo! Be calm, we can't afford infighting right now! ”

Darno pushed Yakhouui away and said coldly: "We have no infighting. I decided: I'm going to help him! We have to win this game! Even if I can't qualify, even if it's 2:1, I want to win! As for you, whatever. ”

He ran to Zhang Jun and picked up the captain, who was struggling to get up.

At this moment, Sabato's voice, which had been silent for sixty-seven minutes, finally sounded: "Darno! Pass the ball to Zhang Jun! Running sideways, interspersed with him! Create an opportunity for him to enter the penalty area at all costs! (September Forum's place/ball/visitor/guest arrangement

Zhang Jun, who was leaning on Darno's shoulder, smiled weakly: "I really thought he was dumb." ”

Darno straightened Zhang Jun, "How is that possible?" He'll never throw in the towel. ”

"What if...... Did you really lose this game? ”

"He'll also say, 'It's all your hallucination!' There's no way Floresa could lose'. ”

Zhang Jun laughed: "Ha give! He's been saying that a lot this season...... Ahem! Halfway through laughing, he suddenly coughed.

"Captain, are you alright?"

"It's okay, just drink some rainwater......"

Pacini took Zhang Jun's arm from Darno's hand, which happened to be his left arm with the captain's armband, he wiped the mud from the armband, and then said to Zhang Jun: "If it were a son, he would definitely be like you, Zhang." ”

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Sabato's words were like a thunderbolt above the pitch and in the hearts of the Fiorentina players: the manager didn't want to give up this game, and no one should be lazy!

Nearly 70 minutes into the game, Fiorentina woke up from a dream. Although the rain was still falling, they could no longer be stopped by the terrible field, and against their remaining 11 Porto players on the field, the referee, the opposing coach, and the noisy fans were gone.

Five minutes later, Zhang Jun took advantage of a direct free-kick from 27 meters to send the ball precisely into the goal guarded by Porto goalkeeper Arroyo.

The goal silenced the 52,000-seat Stadio de Dragons and silenced the commentator who was still picking on Florence. With no cheers, no elongated "Goooooooal" sound, Zhang Jun picked the ball out of the net and ran towards the center circle, followed by his teammates. When he pressed the ball to the white midpoint and then exited the center circle to stand, the same group of teammates were behind him.

The tiger falls into the plain or a tiger, and the dragon trapped in the shallows is also a dragon!

Now, come on, eleven of us against eleven.

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A day later, when Florence flew back to their city on a special plane, they were greeted at the airport by tens of thousands of excited fans and journalists from all over the world. It didn't look like a scene at Porto airport, but the fans were pulling a huge banner that read:

We are the champions! Towards the Champions Cup final, onwards!