After Zhang Jun returned to Milan, he did not go directly to Yang Pan's house, but parked his car in the parking lot of the Milanello base.

This time he came back, with nothing, empty-handed, a small bag with a few changes of clothes, and returned in his Mercedes-McLaren. All the things he moved out were still in Florence, and in fact, if this time the agreement was settled, he would have to move things from Milan to Florence. He also came back with the idea that he had to leave, and if Milan didn't agree, he would come hard. Of course, no one wants a day when tearing their faces is not a pleasant thing.

He is very familiar with this base, and half a year is not in vain. After parking the car, he looked at his watch, and at 5:50 p.m., the Milan players should be all in the city of Milan to participate in the grand celebration. He didn't tell anyone exactly when he would return, including Yang Pan and Kaka. He wanted to talk to Carlo Ancelotti and Galliani first, and he didn't want to be too ostentatious until things were clear.

After knowing Zhang Jun's identity, the lady at the reception did not let him go directly, but asked step by step: "So have you made an appointment with the two gentlemen?" ”

Zhang Jun shook his head: "No, I forgot their phone number." ”

The reception lady smiled apologetically and said to Zhang Jun: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Head Coach and Mr. Chairman have gone to Milan to attend the celebration banquet, and they are not at the base now, so they can't meet you." ”

Zhang Jun was disappointed, he didn't want to go to any celebration banquet, because it belonged to the players who played in Milan, and he was a player who was loaned out to mix with something. Forget it, let's find another time. "So can I make an appointment now?"

The reception lady nodded first: "Yes." Then he lowered his head and adjusted the latest schedule of the two people from the computer. Mr. Coach will have time tomorrow, at 10 a.m., I can arrange it for you. Mr. President, I will not have half an hour until 3 p.m. the day after tomorrow, and I can make an appointment for you if you wish. ”

Zhang Jun nodded, naturally he was willing. "No problem, let's schedule it at that time."

"Okay, it's already an appointment, and we'll let the two gentlemen know."

Zhang Jun nodded: "Thank you, goodbye." ”

"You're welcome, you go slowly." The reception lady politely returned the salute. is worthy of being the receptionist of AC Milan, and the temperament is different in every gesture.

Zhang Jun walked out, he decided to drive back to Yang Pan's house directly, that is, the home he and Yang Pan shared before, he had the key, so he didn't have to worry about not being able to enter the door.

Walking to the parking lot, Zhang Jun took out the key and was about to open the car door, but heard someone calling him. He reflexively looked back, and then saw Pirlo smiling and waving to him.

"I didn't expect to see you here, I just came back to get what I forgot." Pirlo stepped forward and smiled.

Zhang Jun was a little embarrassed about this meeting, and he didn't want to meet any Milan players at this time. He greeted Pirlo with some unnatural expression: "I ...... Uh, I'm just coming back to the manager and the chairman. "There was no place for the unnatural hand, waving it in the air, making gestures of unknown significance.

"They're all going to the banquet, not here."

"yes, I only found out when I came."

"Don't you have an appointment?"

"I forgot, I didn't expect Milan to have a celebration banquet today. I ran for nothing, and I was about to go home. ”

"Home? Aren't you going to the celebration feast? ”

"Me?" Zhang Jun smiled self-deprecatingly, "Forget it, this championship has nothing to do with me......"

Unexpectedly, Pirlo interrupted him, "What do you mean by 'it's okay'?" Didn't you help the team win the winter halfway championship? This is very important for us to win the championship. Go ahead, I think everyone wants to meet you. ”

"See me?" Zhang Jun smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid it's 'enemies meet each other, and they are very red', right?" ”

Pirlo naturally knew what Zhang Jun was talking about. "It was just a misunderstanding, and Pippo wasn't narrow-minded. Don't talk about the past. You can also find the head coach and the chairman. ”

Zhang Jun really couldn't bear to refuse Pirlo's invitation, after all, the relationship was second only to him and Yang Pan and Kaka. In addition, he also wanted to know the opinion of the Milan management as soon as possible, so he nodded and agreed. "Okay, I'll go. So where was it held? ”

"Sfonta Castle." Pirlo looked very happy when he saw that Zhang Jun was going.

"That's a museum!" Zhang Jun was taken aback. Built in 1450, the castle of Svercha is one of the symbols of the city of Milan and is now a museum with many treasures. To be able to hold a celebration here is really the greatest luxury in the city of Milan.

"Yes, that's where you deserve the status of Milan!" Pirlo's face was proud. Zhang Jun also saw this expression in yesterday's TV broadcast, and it was on Yang Pan's face. Pirlo made his debut at Inter Milan, and he was still an Inter Milan man when he became famous for the Italian under-21 national team, but now he is a pure AC Milaner.

I have to say that AC Milan is indeed a very human team, and most people can find a sense of belonging here. However, Zhang Jun is a special case other than the "majority", and he has never been able to find a sense of belonging in Milan.

"Alright, you lead the way."

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As the car passed by Piazza Domo in the center of Milan, Zhang Jun saw many, many Milan fans gathered in the square, and some of them climbed up the statue, tied a Milan scarf to it, and asked the sculpture to raise the Milan flag. Even the iron railings by the fountain in the square are home to many Milan fans. People waved the team flag and the Italian flag in their hands and cheered happily. Outside, there was a traffic jam on the avenue, and Milanese scarves and flags stretched out from inside the cars, and they expressed their joy in a more direct way: honking their horns vigorously. The back seat of the motorcycle is covered with flags, fluttering as the car moves. Not only the fans in the square, but also the Italian flag with the Milan team emblem in the nearby buildings was constantly stretched out.

Cars, motorcycles, crowds, all stuck together. Patrol police and traffic police are responsible for maintaining order and directing traffic. However, they were all on the periphery and did not interfere with the celebrations of the Milan fans.

Pirlo used his turn signal in front to signal Zhang Jun: Let's take a detour.

Zhang Jun responded with the light and agreed.

He looked at the bustling Piazza Domo, the celebration he had attended in Florence a week earlier was crazy enough, but it still couldn't compare to Milan's. It's really a big team, and the number of fans is much more than Fiorentina.

But he was neither envious nor jealous. Because he is convinced that one day he will participate in a celebration of this magnitude as the protagonist and not as a bystander today.

Whether it's a celebration in the square, or a celebration banquet in a museum or a five-star hotel.

When he turned the corner, Pirlo did not forget to honk the horn like the other Milan fans. But Zhang Jun didn't do anything.

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The car stopped near the kasbah, and according to the instructions of the traffic police, they had to park it and walk to the kasbah. There is a red carpet not far away, and there are two Milan flags on both sides of the road, red and black, so you won't have to worry about finding your way.

They weren't the first to arrive, and they weren't the last to arrive. There were already a lot of cars parked in the large temporary parking lot, and Zhang Jun couldn't count how many there were. In the process of their parking, there were also cars introduced into the parking lot by the traffic police. Zhang Jun took a general look, but did not find Yang Pan's conspicuous red Hummer, as for Kaka's Audi A4, there are too many Audi cars, and he can't tell which one is Kaka's at a glance. But he knew that Kaka would always be with Yang Pan, and if Yang Pan hadn't come yet, then Kaka hadn't come yet.

Walking on the red carpet with Pirlo, Zhang Jun could feel that many people were looking at him. It's not surprising that in an environment where everyone in the male guest wears a black suit, he wears a beige casual short-sleeved T-shirt and dark blue jeans, which is really eye-catching.

Who let him be pulled by Pirlo temporarily, without any preparation?

When they reached the gate of the castle, they stopped, because they were stopped.

Shepchenko first saw Pirlo, who was walking on the left, close to him, and when he waved to Pirlo, he saw Zhang Jun beside Pirlo.

The moment he saw Zhang Jun, he was a little surprised, because he didn't expect Zhang Jun to come to the celebration banquet, in fact, not only him, many people didn't expect it, even Zhang Jun himself didn't expect it.

But he quickly returned to normalcy and also said hello to Zhang Jun. and put his wife Shepchenkova; Pazik introduced the two, in fact, Pirlo didn't need to be introduced, mainly to Zhang Jun.

Pazk's original name was Christen; Pazk, who quietly married Shepchenko the summer before last, changed his name to Shepchenkova; Pazik's. She is a well-known model in the United States, and the signature cover girl of famous market magazines such as "GQ" and "Maxim". Tall, outstanding, and stunner.

But today's Pazk is much more plain and simple, with blonde hair casually draped, a white low-cut T-shirt on the top, a blue denim jacket on the outside, a black knee-length skirt underneath, and black high heels. Compared with the ** Pazik with the upper body on the magazine, there is too much difference.

Pirlo stepped forward to greet Pazik, and kissed Pazik on the side of his face.

Zhang Jun was more embarrassed, not that he was shy, but as far as he knew, this kind of etiquette spread from France would only be done by very close friends, but he was obviously not familiar with the other party.

However, Pazk took the initiative to step forward to greet Zhang Jun, which made Zhang Jun a little nervous, and his neck was very stiff.

is worthy of being a supermodel, a person who has seen the world. Zhang Jun looked at Pazik's smiling face and sighed in his heart, but he didn't know that usually at the cocktail party, whether it was the first time they met or they were very familiar, everyone would do this kind of courtesy. He was nervous in vain.

'You did a great job at Fiorentina, finishing third in the league scorer in half a season and helping the team get promoted. So what's next for Milan? Shepchenko asked a question that embarrassed Zhang Jun, and he didn't know how to answer.

In the end, Zhang Jun decided that he didn't know how to answer, so he didn't answer the question and led the topic to other places. "I don't have any plans yet, now I'm just thinking about the World Cup."

Sure enough, as soon as he heard about the World Cup, Shepchenko became interested: "That's right! It's your first World Cup and it's mine. As it happens, we were in the same group and Brazil were there, so it looked like we had to duel for another qualifying spot. ”

Zhang Jun was relieved to see that he didn't mention the matter of Milan. "It's a bit cruel, you can only keep one ...... of two"

"Oh no." Shepchenko interrupted Zhang Jun, "Maybe we can join forces to do out Brazil." He made a joke. It can be seen that appearing in the World Cup for the first time makes him look forward to it and be very happy.

Zhang Jun smiled: "It's best not to let Kaka, Dida and Kafu hear this." ”

Shepchenko laughed heartily, took Pazk's hand, and said to Zhang Jun and Pirlo: "Let's go, let's go in." ”

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The grey-brown walls of the castle of Sfonta are full of traces of centuries of weather, which can be easily found in many of the centuries-old buildings in the city of Milan. The setting sun paints the castle a warm yellow, and where it is not touched by the sun, there is a huge black shadow, and the whole castle looks like black bread with butter.

More people had gathered in the square inside the castle, and most of them were unknown to Zhang Jun, because they didn't look like they were playing football. Pirlo introduced him to him that most of these people were invited club members, representatives of sponsors and some dignitaries. With Berlusconi's influence, nearly 1,000 guests from all walks of life were invited to attend the banquet this time.

Zhang Jun was staggered, after the successful upgrade of Florence, there were only less than 400 guests invited to the municipal axe banquet, and the venue was only in the garden behind the city hall.

Following the guidance of the red carpet, Zhang Jun entered a podium next to the main building of the castle, which was in the shadow of the main building and looked inconspicuous, but when Zhang Jun walked in, he found that there was a hole in the sky.

It is a hall that is completely white, with walls, ceiling, floor, podium, dining tables, chairs...... All white, showing the nobility and elegance of Milan, behind the rostrum there are two large screen plasma TVs, and on the wall facing the entrance there is the Milan team emblem, next to which is written in artistic style: A.C. Milan.

There were already a lot of people sitting in the hall, and waiters in white clothes and white pants and white gloves were walking through the crowd, a busy scene.

Pirlo and Shepchenko were busy greeting the others, Zhang Jun was not used to such a scene, he shrank into a corner alone, stood against the wall, watching the crowd coming and going, Kaka and Yang Pan still did not arrive.

He looked up at his watch, it was almost seven o'clock, and Pirlo said that the banquet would not begin until eight o'clock. Those two guys might be pinching, maybe ...... Are they still waiting for him at home?

Just as Zhang Jun was thinking wildly, he suddenly saw head coach Carlo Ancelotti. He hesitated for a moment to explain his intentions, and finally decided to go, after all, this was the purpose of his coming to this banquet.

Ancelotti obviously didn't expect Zhang Jun to come to this banquet uninvited, so when he saw clearly that the person standing in front of him was Zhang Jun, he was really a little surprised.

"Well, I'd like to talk to you, sir. Are you available right now? Zhang Jun got straight to the point, he didn't want to waste time, it would not be good to be seen by more people.

Ancelotti looked at Zhang Jun, then nodded: "Okay, let's go outside and talk." ”

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It's said to be outside, but it's actually a small rest room on the other side of the hall, there is no one else here, it is indeed a good environment for private chat, close the door, and don't worry about someone suddenly breaking in.

Sitting down on the sofa in the lounge, it was the head coach Carlo Ancelotti who spoke first: "I also want to find a chance to talk to you, I think there is some misunderstanding between us, but it is not as exaggerated as the media say, we need to communicate." ”

Zhang Jun nodded, in this case, he didn't know whether it was better to take the initiative, be relaxed and casual, or be more serious.

"So you should know the general situation by now, right? Milan have already won the league and will be aiming for the league title and the UEFA Champions Cup next season, as well as the Coppa Italia. It's a multi-front, but we don't have enough forwards. I still want you to come back, we need you so much. I've watched the footage of your game in Fiorentina and I'm happy that you've regained your form and Milan still have your place. ”

Zhang Jun didn't know how many real surnames Ancelotti said these words, he never watched the news, so he didn't know that Ancelotti did tell reporters, including Chinese reporters, that he wanted Zhang Jun to return to Milan. He now has Fiorentina as capital, the third scorer in the second division, and 21 goals in half a season as a bargaining chip, and he can also negotiate terms with Ancelotti.

"So can the team guarantee my main position?" He asked, and the message contained in this question was very clear: if you don't do the main force, you will leave.

This left Ancelotti in deep thought for a while. Zhang Jun didn't bother him, waiting for an answer with an indifferent mentality. Even if Ancelotti refused, he would have nothing to lose, because he wanted Ancelotti to refuse, so he put forward a somewhat excessive condition.

As he expected, Ancelotti frowned and thought about it for a while, then shook his head lightly and said, "It's impossible, Zhang." You know, Pippo has been in great form for most of the season and he's a big part of why we've won the league title. I don't want to deceive you with a beautiful lie, but when you come, you can only be a substitute when Sheva and Pippo are not injured...... But, I can guarantee that you'll be the first substitute up front, and in some games I'll be in rotation and you'll not get a lot of playing time. ”

Ancelotti is an honest man and honest. Otherwise, he could have nodded and said OK, and left Zhang Jun behind first.

This time Zhang Jun knew that Ancelotti was telling the truth, but he was also completely disappointed with his future in Milan. He's twenty-four years old, and with his talent, if he had played professional football from the beginning, he would have been a quasi-superstar, like Adriano, like Wayne Rooney. But he still had to fight for a main position, proving himself on the bench while watching time pass by.

He also knows that Sheva and Inzaghi are in perfect shape, and Borino is certainly no match for him, but does it make sense to fight for the top spot on the bench? He wasn't sure how long he would have to wait to become the main force in this situation, so that he wouldn't have to live in the shadow of Sheva and Inzaghi all the time. He believes that the best and most convenient solution is to leave on his own.

"Sir, I can't accept this condition. I'm still asking for that, if I can't be the main force, I'll leave. In fact, there are a lot of teams interested in me right now and I hope you and the club can understand my situation. Zhang Jun directly made it clear what he was going to leave. He wants to hear Ancelotti's opinion, if he agrees, everyone will get together and disperse, and if he doesn't agree, come to the hard. Zhang Jun secretly tightened his teeth and was mentally prepared to tear his face.

Ancelotti fell into contemplation again, he is no stranger to Zhang Jun's request to leave, because all this has been foreshadowed for a long time, and as the head coach, he also knows very well that the twisted melon is not sweet.

After Rivaldo came to Milan that year, although he won the honor of the former World Footballer, he was unable to integrate into Milan's tactical system for a long time, and he could not get Ancelotti's love and trust. In the end, he had to voluntarily terminate his contract after a year and a half and switched to another team.

Is Rivaldo not as good as any of the players in Milan's existing squad? No, it's just that Rivaldo is suspicious and needs absolute trust in order for him to repay the team's absolute good form and good results, and he is the undisputed core of the midfield at Barcelona, and it is also because coach Louis van Gaal does not trust him and does not like him that he was forced to leave Barcelona.

In terms of the characteristics that can only be played by being the core, Zhang Jun is really similar to him. Ancelotti is not stupid, through Zhang Jun's two diametrically opposed performances in Milan and Fiorentina, he knows that Zhang Jun is the same as Rivaldo. But he can be the heart of the attack at Fiorentina, but not at Milan. He is not as famous as Sheva and Pippo, nor is he a descendant of Milan's youth team like Paulo, so how can he be the core?

Since you can't let him be the main force and the core, do you really want to let him go?

As the head coach, of course, he can force Zhang Jun to stay, and then let him get a high salary, sit on the cold bench, and completely abolish a player. But is it fun to do that? He and Zhang Jun don't have any deep hatred, why do they have to do so much.

He still decided to try his best to persuade Zhang Jun to stay: "Although there will be a period of time as a substitute, you can be the main force through your own efforts, you do have this strength, you just need some opportunities." ”

Carlo Ancelotti has a really good temper, and if he runs into a coach with the surname of Alex Ferguson or Louis van Gaal, "you don't do it or you leave", the answer is absolutely concise and there is no room for bargaining. It is always only the players who obey the coach, and when there is a conflict between the player and the coach, it is often the player who leaves in the end, not the manager. So Stam and David Beckham left Old Trafford one after another, Rivaldo said goodbye to Camp Nou and Ronaldo left the Bernabeu.

Zhang Jun shook his head - it seems to have become his theme to shake his head today - and said: "But sir, I can't even afford to wait for a game now, I'm in just the right shape, I can't think of any reason to let me be a substitute." And good form is something that needs to be maintained by the game, and I don't think you can stay in good shape by sitting on the bench. ”

There is some truth in what he said, but he still said that "I can't afford to wait for even one game" for Ancelotti's kindness, which is somewhat akin to vexatiousness, almost forcing Ancelotti to refuse to keep him in Milan.

Zhang Jun wants this effect, he is forcing Ancelotti to say himself: "Okay, you can transfer." ”

Ancelotti pondered again – and today it has become his leitmotif – that he is already beginning to weigh whether to keep Zhang Jun or let him go. However, he does have the qualities of a good goalscorer, but there are many players of his calibre in world football, not to mention Gilardino, who has been depressed at Juventus this season, and Bodinov, who has finished fourth in the scoring charts this season in a small team like Lecce. And if Zhang Jun is left, with his surname and how he behaves, he will become a time bomb in the Milan dressing room. That's what Ancelotti fears the most. Milan have a good reputation among fans for their unity and few dressing room scandals, but the arrival of Zhang Jun has changed all that, just look at his performances last season.

Yang Pan and Kaka are difficult to do in the team because of him, and in the long run, it is difficult to guarantee that the team will not be torn apart because of him.

After carefully weighing the pros and cons, Ancelotti decided to give up on Zhang Jun, after all, the team is much higher than the individual. He has no problem, but he doesn't know that Galliani is willing to let go, after all, Zhang Jun is Galliani's favorite, and he strongly recommended the introduction at the beginning, but now he only plays for Milan for half a season and asks to leave, which is really ironic.

Ancelotti finished his contemplation and sighed to Zhang Jun: "If you insist on leaving Milan, then I won't force you." I'm just a coach and I can't interfere with the players' personal wishes. It's just that you need to talk about it, Mr. President, and I don't think he will let you go. ”

Zhang Jun was relieved to see that the head coach agreed. Ancelotti is indeed a good man, and he doesn't want to fall out with him. "Are you free today, Mr. President?" Now only Galliani remains.

"I don't think he'll see you at today's banquet, you'll need to find another time."

"Okay, I've made an appointment."

Ancelotti got up and left, there were still many people waiting for him outside, and when he walked to the door, he turned his head and said to Zhang Jun: "I personally respect your choice, although I don't agree with it." I would say you have a lot of potential, but you need to take advantage of it. If one day you want to go back to Milan, as long as I'm the manager of Milan, I'm all welcome. He still didn't promise to give Zhang Jun a main force.

Zhang Jun smiled at Ancelotti: "Thank you." ”

This is a smile from the heart, through this conversation, he feels that Ancelotti is a very sincere person, not as bad as he used to think, because of the lack of contact, he always feels that he is a little unkind. Now it seems that the people are good. It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now, his honeymoon period with Milan has passed, and he has no intention of going.

Ancelotti pulled away and walked out, and the noise outside rushed in for a moment, buzzing in Zhang Jun's ears, making him upset. Luckily, Ancelotti quickly closed the door again. The room suddenly fell silent, and the sound insulation of this door was very good.

Zhang Jun was not in a hurry to get up, he relaxed his body and nerves that had been tense just now, sat down in the sofa, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, although the air conditioner was on, he was still sweating, he was really tired and tired just now.

Ancelotti said that if Galliani did not meet him today, his mission today would be completed, and the result would not be bad. He now had to think about how to convince the famously cunning bald chairman, Galliani.

This kind of thing should have been handled by an agent, but Sister Hua is now dealing with Anke's affairs in Germany, and he can't wait, so he has to come in person. can let him be a player to deal with the old fox who has been mixed in football and business circles for many years, to be honest, even if he tears his face, Zhang Jun is not confident that he can achieve his goal.

Forget it, it's useless to think about it now. Zhang Jun decided to get up and go out. But the moment he held the doorknob, he hesitated whether to stay here for this banquet or not. His only purpose has been achieved, so what's the point of staying? Pirlo said the party was over, and the team would be invited to the C-Side ballroom owned by Gattuso, Abbiati and Brockie, where the party would continue until the early hours of the morning.

For most people in the Milan team, Zhang Jun doesn't have as much of a relationship with them as he does with his Fiorentina teammates, he is the kind of person who only lets go in front of his friends, so now he has a feeling that he can't let go, let alone recklessly revelry.

But whether he wants to participate in the carnival or not, he must open this door and go out first, right? Zhang Jun shook his head, twisted the handle, opened the door and walked out.

The noise came again, and the same distraught feeling crept up on him like a slippery snake.

Pirlo said that Zhang Jun won the winter championship for the team, which allowed Milan to win the championship in the end, and even if he didn't get an invitation, he was qualified to come and should come. Because until now, until he talks to Galliani, he was 100 per cent Milan player. But why did Zhang Jun look at the lively scene in front of him and always have the intention of hiding himself in an unknown corner?

There was still a wall, a transparent and invisible wall, between him and them. Zhang Jun doesn't know when this wall was erected, but it is this wall that prevents him from getting close to these people and feeling the "warmth of a big family" in Milan.

Just when Zhang Jun was about to turn around and leave, he saw two people on the way to the road, no, it should be said that a pair of people is more appropriate.

Illaria; Darmiko was holding Inzaghi's hand and greeting the person next to him, and the two whispered intimately from time to time. It seems that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, and they are happy.

Zhang Jun breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't want to meet the two of them at this time, on this occasion, and in this mood. Just as he was looking around to find a place to hide first, he heard Inzaghi calling him.

To be honest, Inzaghi was also surprised to see Zhang Jun, but he still stepped forward to say hello very generously. The different performances of these two people show that Inzaghi is a man, while Zhang Jun is still a boy.

Zhang Jun knew that he couldn't hide, who told him to be too conspicuous in a black suit in a casual light-colored dress? He had no choice but to turn his head to greet the two, and he smiled a little awkwardly, but he could not see the slightest trace of embarrassment on the faces of Inzaghi and Illaria. Illaria even took the initiative to come forward to salute him, and Zhang Jun's neck stiffened again.

Inzaghi spread his hands: "I know there are some misunderstandings between us, but the misunderstandings are over, and I don't want to damage our relationship because of the past." Then he reached out to Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun knew that this was a signal for Inzaghi to take the initiative to reconcile, but in fact, he and Inzaghi only had a misunderstanding and the competition on the court, and he never resented Inzaghi in private. Zhang Jun also stretched out his hand, and the two shook hands. Illaria took two glasses of red wine from the waiter and handed them to each of them.

They raised their glasses again, then drank them.

"We all know what you've done for Fiorentina and I'm looking forward to next season."

Inzaghi is looking forward to Zhang Jun's return to Milan next season as they work together for the treble.

Zhang Jun smiled: "I think I am too." He is looking forward to the day when he returns to San Siro next season as a Fiorentina player.

When Zhang Jun and Inzaghi were talking to each other politely, Illaria stood aside, did not talk to each other from beginning to end, and greeted acquaintances passing by from time to time. She was also wearing a low-cut dress, which looked the same as half a year ago.

Zhang Jun didn't take the initiative to ask her how she was doing, no matter how generous a man was, seeing his woman talking and laughing with other men, he would still feel a little unhappy in his heart. Zhang Jun is trying to avoid suspicion.

Seeing off Inzaghi and Illaria, Zhang Jun looked at the red wine in his hand that had only taken a small sip, and just as the waiter passed by, he put the wine glass back into the tray.

When he looked up again, he saw Kaka and Yang Pan beside him at a glance.

He was stunned for a moment, but he still stepped forward to say hello, since he saw it, how could he still dodge? Although he felt guilty about Kaka, after all, he had been friends for many years, and it was too uninteresting to leave without even saying hello.

Zhang Jun didn't choose to turn around and go, because Yang Pan had already seen him, and if he didn't come up to say hello, he would die a miserable death when he went back. Or is that the reason, who made his beige T-shirt too conspicuous?

"You kid even know how to come? Yang Pan and I waited at home for a long time. "They're really waiting at home." You only said that you would be back today, but you did not say the specific time. It turned out that he came here directly to participate in the celebration banquet? Kaka thought that Zhang Jun was here to attend the celebration banquet, which made him very happy.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun shook his head: "I just came to find Ancelotti and talk to him, and now I am planning to go home." ”

Kaka's face suddenly lost a smile: "What are you doing?" Isn't it good for everyone to have fun together? ”

Zhang Jun shrugged: "I'm too tired today, I'm here directly from Florence, and I can't stay up anymore." I know I'm going to go to Gattuso's dance hall until the wee hours of the morning, right? In my current state, I would have fallen asleep a long time ago. ”

Kaka wanted to say something, a lady in a snow-white off-the-shoulder dress came over and asked him to sign it, Kaka immediately smiled and took the pen and paper, bowed her head to sign for her, and after signing and handed it to her, the lady handed the pen and paper to Yang Pan and asked him to sign it. When Yang Pan signed the autograph, the lady didn't look at Zhang Jun next to her, and directly said thank you to the two of them and went to find other Milan players.

Zhang Jun smiled bitterly in his heart, for many people here, they didn't know themselves, they didn't know who they were, and they all acted as if he didn't exist. Although he didn't care much, it somewhat explained the awkward situation he was in in Milan right now.

Interrupted by the lady, Kaka didn't know how to continue. Yang Pan stood aside and didn't speak, he knew what to ask, he could go back and ask slowly, not in a hurry at this time. Seeing that neither of them spoke, Zhang Jun decided to leave for the time being, go home and call Sophie, and then wash and sleep.

"Then you guys have fun, I've got to go back and sleep first. I can't even keep my eyes open now, and I don't want to crash my car into a tree. ”

Yang Pan stretched out his hand and slapped Zhang Jun gently: "Don't say such unlucky words!" These were his first words after meeting Zhang Jun today.

Zhang Jun smiled, then waved his hand at the two of them, turned around and walked out.

People are seated, and Italian Prime Minister Silvio Berlusconi is preparing to take the stage to deliver a congratulatory speech. Zhang Jun glanced back, Yang Pan and Kaka also found a place to sit down, he didn't see the bald fat man, maybe he was talking to a sponsor or dignitary.

Although under public pressure, Berlusconi resigned as AC Milan president and was replaced by Galliani. But Milan's biggest shareholder is still him, and everyone knows very well that AC Milan is still his team and needs him to make decisions on many things. That's why Carlo Ancelotti still doesn't dare to use the one-striker, the Christmas tree formation that he prefers and works better, because Milan's emperor Silvio Berlusconi doesn't like it.

Therefore, this celebration banquet is still Berlusconi's first speech.

Zhang Jun was not interested in this kind of leader's speech, he turned his head and continued to walk out. But just at the door, he was pulled by an old man: "Waiter." ”

Zhang Jun didn't think that the phrase "waiter" was calling him at first, but the old man directly grabbed his clothes and made him react. He was not annoyed, but stopped and leaned over to the man in English and said, "Sir, is there anything I can do for you?" "An authentic London Oxford accent, double the face.

The old man looked up at Zhang Jun, as if he was still wondering why there was a waiter from England at this banquet. The lights near the gate were dim, and he didn't see who the man was. In fact, even if there was enough light, this old man with dizzy eyes might not be able to recognize who the long-haired man in front of him was.

"Can you pour me a drink?" The old man pointed to the empty goblet.

Zhang Jun turned his head to look at the food truck less than a meter away from him, and there was a bottle of red wine in the ice bucket on it. But he didn't want to pour him the bottle, just as he saw a waiter approaching, and on the tray in the waiter's hand was the red wine he had just taken a sip.

"Yes, I'll be happy to serve you, sir." He reached out and took his glass of wine from the passing waiter's tray and poured it into the old man's glass.

The old man was dumbfounded, speechless. Zhang Jun ignored him, and after pouring the wine, he put the wine glass aside, then turned around and walked straight out.

Out the door, he could still hear Berlusconi's voice coming from the microphone: "...... I am proud of you, you are the undisputed kings of Italian football! We are witnessing the birth of a great dynasty! ”

"Whoa!" Enthusiastic applause immediately rang out.

The night sky outside is dyed red by the fireworks above Piazza Domo, with the black night sky as the background and red fireworks accents, which is the main color of Milan.

Milanese people are really thoughtful.

Zhang Jun smiled and walked towards the outside of the castle. The ancient castle illuminated by fireworks from time to time was like a fierce beast with fierce eyes shining from time to time in the night, which made Zhang Jun a little depressed, as if the ancient castle of nearly 600 years would collapse at any time and press on him. It wasn't until he walked out of the castle gate and saw the lights in the police car that the feeling disappeared.

He doesn't know if he'll be able to convince Galliani the day after tomorrow, but he knows that his heart is no longer in the city, the team.

AC Milan is very good, Inter Milan is very few, Juventus, Lazio, Roma are all very good, but he is not suitable and will not go. He wants to stay in Fiorentina now, and Mr. de la Valle said at a dinner to celebrate the success of the promotion that he wants Fiorentina to qualify for Europe next season. Zhang Jun didn't know whether this European competition meant the European Champions Cup or the League Cup, but whatever it was, Zhang Jun wanted to help him and help Fiorentina win what they wanted.

This can be regarded as a reward for the kindness of Florence.

On this celebration night in AC Milan, Zhang Junren was in Milan, and his heart was in Fei Lengcui.

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