Chapter 1 Huang Deren's Plan

Huang Deren finally found a job at a newly opened tabloid in Hefei, where he worked as a reporter. The boss gave him three months to show results, or he would have to find another job.

Huang Deren felt the pressure, but he suddenly thought of someone and regained his confidence. If he played his cards right, that would be a gold mine for him to get rich quickly. Maybe he would offend some people, but what could he lose by offending one or two people compared to fame and fortune?

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Sophie had been receiving phone calls or text messages from Wu Wei recently. At first, he said that someone was looking for him to shoot an advertisement and he had recommended her to the other party, asking if she was interested in developing in the film and television industry. But Sophie considered that Zhang Jun didn't want her to show her face too much, and compared to film and television, she preferred to paint or take pictures quietly. She was currently using her summer vacation to learn photography from Zhang Jun's father. In her opinion, painting and photography were both ways to express her mood, both looking at the world through her eyes and then expressing the world through her hands.

Zhang Jun's father was very optimistic about Sophie. He said to Sophie, "Through learning to paint, you are very skilled in composition, color, and the use of light. It will be relatively easier to learn photography next. When you have learned all the photography techniques, put those techniques aside and shoot with your heart! Such works are truly good works."

Sophie made excuses to turn down those "opportunities to enter the film and television industry", but Wu Wei did not give up and still called to persuade her. Of course, there were fewer and fewer work-related matters, and more and more trivial matters in life, such as what she ate, what she played, what she did... Everyday family matters. Sophie was not annoyed at first, but later gradually felt that there was another meaning in these everyday family matters, but she still did not refuse, after all, the other party had not made it clear, and she did not want to be a villain. The last time she rejected Li Shuai made her feel very tired.

But a person's patience is limited. I forgot who said this sentence, but in short, it makes a lot of sense.

"Sophie, I love you. I want to marry you, are you willing?"

A month later, Wu Wei thought that the time was ripe under his continuous offensive, and he finally confessed his love to Sophie.

This sentence sounded familiar, but it was said by another person. Sophie laughed when she thought of that guy. She shook her head and rejected Wu Wei: "I'm sorry, Director Wu. We are not suitable."

Wu Wei obviously did not expect to be rejected. To be honest, he was very confident in his own charm. Moreover, judging from the previous contact, Sophie still had some affection for him. This rejection was really too unexpected. He exclaimed, "Why, why?"

"We are too far apart in age..." Sophie looked at Zhang Jun's photo and said to the phone.

"But for love, age should definitely not be a problem!"

"Please let me finish, okay?"

Wu Wei had already felt the coldness in Sophie's tone. It was obvious because she used "please". "Okay, okay..." Wu Wei said timidly.

"Age should indeed not be a problem, but the problem is that although you are very good, very considerate, and very good at caring for people, despite the fact that you have so many advantages that girls like, I will not fall in love with you, because... I already have a boyfriend."

"Already have a boyfriend?" Wu Wei thought that Sophie was a very traditional girl, and with a preconceived notion, she would no longer accept newcomers. He tried to change Sophie's view, telling her that life is very realistic, and her boyfriend is just a poor college student after all. Won't they go their separate ways after graduation? Even if they don't go their separate ways, "Does your boyfriend have the ability to support you? Is he as good as me? Can he give you happiness? He..."

"No." Sophie interrupted the boastful words on the other end of the phone. "I don't need him to support me. I have the ability to support myself. And although he doesn't have as many advantages as you do to please girls, he loves me, and that's enough. Therefore, in my eyes, he is better than you, and much better." Sophie was angered by Wu Wei's words, so this remark was also very impolite.

"...Then who is he? Can you tell me his name?"

"This... I can't say."

"Are you afraid that I will find someone to retaliate against him? Don't worry, Sophie, I am a civilized person who has received higher education. I won't do that. I just want to see what kind of person the boy who can bring happiness to Sophie is."

"I'm sorry, I still can't tell you..."

"Can't even this request be satisfied?"

"I'm sorry." Sophie said softly, "You are very good, and you will definitely be able to find a girl who is better than me. I don't want to be a film and television star. I just want to live the life of an ordinary person and do what I like to do. You shoot your commercials, and I will still go to my school. Don't look for me to shoot commercials in the future. We... let's not contact each other anymore." After saying that, without waiting for the response from the other side, she hung up the phone directly.

Wu Wei was not willing to die so unjustly, and called one after another. Sophie simply turned off the phone. She looked at Zhang Jun's photo on the desk, he was smiling very brightly.

"Zhang Jun, I rejected another person... When will we be able to face each other openly?" She murmured to the Zhang Jun in the photo.

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The summer of 2003 was definitely a crazy summer for the European football transfer market. Many professional clubs exposed debt scandals, credit tightened, transfer fees fell, and the transfer market was not as lively as in previous years. Before that Russian appeared, there was only one most sensational transfer event in the global transfer market. After more than three months of confusing, repeated, and overturned events, the prince of Old Trafford, the glorious No. 7 of Manchester United, the idol in the hearts of thousands of women, the leader of world fashion, the guarantee of box office revenue, the walking news... David Beckham officially joined the world's top club, Real Madrid, and wearing the No. 23 jersey, he also ended his sweet love affair with Manchester United for ten years. For the fans of Old Trafford, an era has ended. And for Sir Alex Ferguson, a trouble has disappeared. For the great Real Madrid, the arrival of the sixth superstar made this galactic battleship even more dazzling.

People were exclaiming that Pérez Florentino was continuing to expand his white empire! Some people also said disdainfully that David's joining was just to sell a few more jerseys in the Real Madrid store. Some people even asserted that the arrival of Beckham, this "troublemaker", would only make the already uneasy Real Madrid locker room even more uneasy, and Beckham's glorious career would even end here... Whether it was praise, exclamation, jealousy, or hatred, all voices disappeared after that person appeared.

If Beckham's transfer to Real Madrid was a whirlwind, then the Russian "Tsar's" actions in London, England, undoubtedly set off a continuous storm, a "ruble storm" that made the football world panic.

After this mysterious Russian tycoon spent 120 million pounds to acquire the indebted Chelsea club, coach Ranieri met the "Tsar" and had dinner together. At the banquet, the "Tsar's" understated words almost made Ranieri spray the Louis XIII in his mouth.

"Which players do you think are the best, and which ones do you need? Just make a list, and I will buy them for you!"

With just one sentence, clubs all over Europe, especially those in the Premier League, suffered. Glen Johnson, Wayne Bridge, Geremi, Claude Makelele... Chelsea's door to the Stamford Bridge locker room had been replaced with a revolving door that was more convenient to enter and exit. After throwing out another 100 million pounds in one breath, everyone was guessing that the storm should be over. But Abramovich once again showed the world the charm of money, and the most sensational and influential transfer of this summer appeared. David Kenyon, the chief executive of Manchester United, who claimed that even his blood "was Manchester United" when he took office a few years ago, defected to Chelsea! He became the person with the highest position, the greatest reputation, the widest influence, and the deepest damage to the opponent who sacrificed under the golden dollar offensive.

After being forced to sell idol Beckham, Duff, whom he originally hoped to get, was snatched away by Abu, and the team's general Veron was also dug away. This time, even the leader left the team and followed the ruble. Manchester United suffered the most惨重defeat, and Abu also used money to complete a series of "impossible tasks".

If the transfer market had not closed, Abu's "ruble storm" would have continued to rage. Some people even said that the entire Europe felt the shock of the earthquake centered on Stamford Bridge.

So, how much money does Abramovich have? Let's put it this way, as Russia's second richest man—the first one went to prison—if Abu decided to convert his money into cash and stuff it all under his mattress, when he carefully fell off the bed, he wouldn't die from the fall, because he would starve to death.

For China, which is thousands of miles away, the "ruble storm" could not strike or, to be precise, was unwilling to strike the East. Fans were more interested in watching the excitement of Abu's appearance. "Hey! It's only been one night, and he bought another one?" What they were most concerned about was the news that Zhang Jun and Yang Pan had joined Brescia and Bologna respectively. This summer, the Chinese media gathered in Italy again, striving to send back to China "exclusive news" and "headline news"... Some well-meaning travel agencies even planned to launch the "Experience the Little World Cup and Cheer for Chinese Players - Italy Day Trip" route after opening the "Volendam Day Trip". In reality, they could only lead dozens of people to the training grounds of the two players, pull a few banners sponsored by a certain company across the barbed wire, and shout a few slogans—they simply couldn't get that many tickets.

After the惨defeat of the 2002 World Cup, Chinese football was in a slump. Someone said, "There must be a hero." So the hero appeared. Zhang Jun and Yang Pan were the "heroes" jointly created by the Chinese Football Association, the media, and the fans. In the words of a certain media, they were still "national heroes". Please use the largest font, bold, and red for these four words.

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Originally, Zhang Jun's physical examination was scheduled for three days later, but Zhang Jun, who couldn't wait to train with Baggio as soon as possible, took the initiative to request that the physical examination be carried out the next day. The club naturally had no objection to the player's own proposal, and the physical examination was changed to the day after the press conference.

After tossing around for most of the day, the physical examination was finally over. Zhang Jun was played around like a top, asked to run with a heart rate recorder for a while, and asked to take a film for a while... When the physical examination was over, the team doctor patted Zhang Jun on the shoulder: "Go back and wait for the results, young man. The results will be out in two days. Take advantage of the time to rest well, otherwise there will be no chance to rest when the season starts, haha!"

But Zhang Jun replied: "No, I've rested enough. As long as I can play with Mr. Baggio, I don't care if I rest a few days less." He couldn't speak Italian, he used English. After the Italian translator translated it, everyone present laughed. Twenty-one years old, but still like a star-chasing child.

In these two days, Zhang Jun did not honestly stay in the hotel to rest. Hua Jie went to Milan and AC Milan to discuss future matters. Yang Pan had been training for three days and called to tell him that he was doing well and not to worry. Then he envied Zhang Jun, asking what it felt like to shake hands with Baggio, whether he wanted Baggio's autograph, etc... Zhang Jun naturally exaggerated as much as possible, making Yang Pan envious.

The mood that was originally a bit gloomy because of the separation of brothers became happy because of Baggio's appearance. He was already looking forward to fighting alongside Baggio, and a season full of hope was about to begin!

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"Hey! Yang, pass the ball more accurately!" A teammate shouted at Yang Pan. His previous few crosses were not ideal. They were either too far, too close, or too fast, and the teammates couldn't catch them.

"It seems... Yang Pan is still not used to playing football without Zhang Jun." Li Yan murmured, watching the training from outside the training ground.

Yang Pan waved apologetically. It wasn't that he wasn't in good shape, but every time he kicked the ball to cross, Zhang Jun's running position would appear in his mind—if Zhang Jun was there when he passed the ball, all of those few kicks just now could have formed a shot.

He always thought that he was older than Zhang Jun, and Zhang Jun should be the one who would be most uncomfortable after the two separated. He didn't expect that he was the one who was not used to it now.

He passed the ball, and Zhang Jun shot. The two people's cooperation was so tacit, not only on the field, but also in life as left and right arms. Zhang Jun was gone, who would cook for him? It seemed that he still had a long way to go to adapt.

Yang Pan once again broke through the opponent with speed, and then prepared to cross. At that moment, he forcibly reminded himself: Forget Zhang Jun! With a flick of his foot, the football drew an arc and flew into the penalty area. Signori jumped up and gently headed the ball, and the ball flew into the net.

"Good pass! Beautiful!" Someone applauded him.

A good pass? Yang Pan smiled bitterly in his heart. He had to forget Zhang Jun to make a good pass. This price... Did he have to tell himself to forget Zhang Jun before every cross?

Signori gave him a thumbs up. After his speed was praised, his cross began to gradually gain recognition. As long as he continued to work hard, he still had a good chance of getting on the team. It was just that his tacit understanding with these people was trained, while his tacit understanding with Zhang Jun was accumulated from more than ten years of living together. Naturally, the latter tacit understanding was more powerful, but now in order to survive in Serie A, he had to throw away the stubborn tacit understanding between him and Zhang Jun and work hard to train a professional tacit understanding.

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Bored staying in the hotel, Zhang Jun decided to go to the team's training, maybe he could learn something that would be very helpful to him in the future. Brescia's training ground was not far from the hotel, and Zhang Jun arrived in ten minutes on foot, but he was followed by a dozen Chinese reporters, which made him really embarrassed to greet his future teammates.

It was Baggio who took the initiative to greet him again, inviting him to come among his teammates and then introducing them to him one by one. Zhang Jun greeted them one by one, while the reporters took pictures frantically on the sidelines. The titles could be thought of: "Baggio Personally Guides Zhang Jun", "Brescia Warmly Welcomes Zhang Jun"...

Zhang Jun also greeted the head coach, Mr. De Biasi. The head coach asked him why he didn't rest well in the hotel. He answered the coach with the words of the team doctor. Biasi also smiled, then patted Zhang Jun on the shoulder: "Go, go train with them. The translator will tell you my requirements."

So, Zhang Jun returned to the locker room to change into his jersey and shoes and started his first training session in Brescia.

It could be seen that Baggio took good care of this young man, and basically passed the ball to him when he had the ball. However, Zhang Jun considered that it was his first appearance and he should be more diligent. He, who rarely participated in defense, repeatedly retreated to the midfield to actively fight for the ball, but Baggio did not agree with his performance. During the training break, he stopped Zhang Jun, called the translator, and then said to Zhang Jun: "I know you want to leave a good impression on us, but you have to be clear that you are a striker, not a midfield worker. Don't participate too much in defense, that will distract your attacking power. I watched your game video, you rarely participate in defense, so you score a lot of goals. Compared to your lousy defense, I think your goals are more important. Therefore, if you are on the field, what you have to consider is scoring goals. What Brescia needs most to stay in Serie A is stable goals."

Zhang Jun blushed, because Baggio criticized him. He nodded somewhat fearfully: "I know, I will pay attention, Mr. Baggio."

"There is one more thing, you have to remember." Baggio held out a finger.

"What is it?" Zhang Jun said fearfully.

"Haha, don't call me Mr. Baggio in the future, no one calls me that here, they all call me 'Robby', you can also call me that." Baggio smiled and pointed to the fans outside the field.

"Ah, okay, Mr. Robby... Oh, no, it's Robby. Haha!" Zhang Jun smiled embarrassedly.

After Zhang Jun left, De Biasi said to Baggio: "Robby, I increasingly feel that you have the potential to be a coach, haha! You have to help him more in the future. I think he is a very promising striker. The club used the only non-EU quota to introduce him not to let him be a substitute. Milan owns 50% of his ownership. While we can still have him, let's train him well!"

"Okay, I understand."

"Also, I watched the video of him in the Netherlands, I always feel that he is a bit like you."

"Like me?"

"When he is playing, especially when he is scoring, his eyes are very similar to yours, Robby. He is truly enjoying football!"

Baggio looked at De Biasi. When the last season ended, Baggio was once very uncomfortable when his most respected coach Mazzoni went to Bologna. Because he believed that Mazzoni was the only coach in Italy who understood him, but now it seemed that this man named Giovanni de Biasi also understood him. Baggio looked at Zhang Jun's back and said, "He is a natural shooter, he will have a great future..."

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Zhang Jun returned to the hotel in a sweat. Although he was a little tired, he couldn't help but call Yang Pan to tell him that he had finally played football with Baggio and had also received Baggio's guidance. After making the call, he came out after taking a shower and received a call from Hua Jie, telling him that she was coming soon and had something to tell him. She told him not to leave and just stay in the room and wait for her. Zhang Jun didn't even dare to go to eat, so he had to sit in the room and wait, and send a text message to Sophie to talk about the day that had just passed.

The news brought by Hua Fang surprised Zhang Jun a little. The physical examination results had not come out. Brescia claimed that there was a problem with the physical examination equipment and could not get the results. They hoped to arrange another physical examination the day after tomorrow. And this physical examination would be arranged at the Milan laboratory of AC Milan.

"There's a problem with the equipment? How could this be?" Zhang Jun couldn't believe it, but he still agreed. He could only agree, did he still want to be angry and not go? He had heard about the Milan laboratory, it was the most authoritative laboratory in Italy, and the results obtained there were fair, authoritative, and beyond doubt.

Hua Fang comforted him, saying that it was nothing, just a re-examination, and it would not have any impact on his joining Brescia. The physical examination was just a formality. Tomorrow they would go to Milan with the club's officials, rest for one night, and then undergo the physical examination the next day.

Even on the way to Milan, they always thought that the physical examination in the Milan laboratory was just a formality.

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When Li Yan learned that Zhang Jun would go to Milan for a second physical examination, an abnormal feeling emerged. He found the intern reporter Andrea Cagliari, with whom he had exchanged business cards, hoping to reveal some inside information.

But Andrea obviously knew something, but was unwilling to say it. It wasn't until Li Yan said all the good things he could and agreed to arrange a personal interview with Zhang Jun for Andrea in the future. Andrea was obviously moved. He hesitated for a moment, and then stuttered: "I am deeply impressed by the crazy reports and professionalism of your Chinese media, but I want to remind you, doesn't China have a saying? 'Extreme joy begets sorrow', be careful."

Li Yan didn't understand how an Italian could understand Chinese idioms. He was also confused by the words themselves. What does "extreme joy begets sorrow" mean? What should he be careful of?

Just when Li Yan was still trying to figure out what Andrea said, Zhang Jun's physical examination in the Milan laboratory ended. After a whole day of physical examinations, the experts at the Milan laboratory conducted a number of complex and careful examinations on Zhang Jun. The tediousness made Zhang Jun feel more tired than playing a game.

When Hua Fang accompanied Yang Pan to Bologna for a physical examination, she had never seen such a complex and formal physical examination. This was not a physical examination, it was more like... an expert consultation!

The experts asked Zhang Jun to do this for a while, and then asked Zhang Jun to do that for a while. When Zhang Jun passed by Hua Fang, he cast a wronged and helpless look at her, like a child. Hua Fang couldn't do anything and could only comfort him with a smile.

Anyway, the physical examination was finally over. When sending them back to Brescia, a club official told them to wait patiently for two days, and there would be results. The expression was like saying that they should go back and wait for the verdict.

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Zhang Jun was simple. When he returned to Brescia, he was anxious to train and ask Baggio for advice. Baggio had been teaching him how to kick free kicks these two days, and he also wanted to enrich his scoring methods. For a striker, scoring goals in sports battles was no longer rare. If he could directly knock on the opponent's door with a free kick, there would be a different sense of accomplishment.

Hua Fang was always a little worried. The experts at the Milan laboratory all had serious faces after the physical examination, which always gave her a bad feeling.

Zhang Jun had already kicked three consecutive free kicks past the middle flag and into the goal. Baggio nodded and said to him: "You are now able to master the arc relatively stably. The next step is to increase accuracy on the basis of constantly consolidating the arc. You are not the kind of player who shoots with great force, so the arc and accuracy of free kicks are especially important."

On the training ground in the setting sun, Baggio and Zhang Jun were still practicing free kicks. With Baggio's one-on-one help, Zhang Jun felt that his future in Brescia and in Italy would become bright.

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Two days later, the physical examination results came out as scheduled. It was not announced to the outside world first, but was informed to the parties involved.

Zhang Jun's eyes widened, not daring to believe every word he heard. Hua Fang was also a little hesitant: "Sir, can you repeat what you just said?"

The official shrugged with a look of regret: "I'm sorry, we are very, very sorry. Zhang Jun's performance in the Netherlands was indeed very excellent, and he is indeed the striker that Brescia needs, but because he failed the physical examination, we will terminate the contract with you."

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"Failed the physical examination?!" Li Yan angrily punched the table, scaring Andrea on the opposite side. "Calm down, Li! This is a cafe, not a hotel."

"Calm... down?" Li Yan gritted his teeth. "Who can calm down when they hear this news? Zhang Jun was the Silver Boot in the Netherlands, the Best Player and Golden Boot in the cup. His twenty-two league goals helped Volendam stay in Serie A and enter the UEFA Cup. You dismissed him with a sentence of 'failed the physical examination'? He was so excited when he heard that he could play with Baggio. You were also there at the time, right? You saw it with your own eyes, right? You pushed him away with a sentence of 'failed the physical examination'! Since he was a student, he has always been the best scorer in various competitions, but you think there is a problem with his body? You..." Li Yan couldn't continue speaking. The year he spent with Zhang Jun had made him regard this simple teenager as a younger brother. He was very clear about how big the blow this news would be to the immature Zhang Jun. It was almost devastating. Because according to Andrea, the great and wise Milan laboratory directly sentenced Zhang Jun to death: believing that he would suffer a very serious injury in the future, and this injury would announce the end of Zhang Jun's career as a professional player!

"Calm down! Li! I can understand your mood, actually I am also a fan of Zhang Jun! But you have to know that the Milan laboratory is the most authoritative testing institution in all of Italy, and even in Europe. Their test results have been proven by countless facts, and they will never be wrong!" Andrea was also a little excited, because Li Yan had scolded him as well just now.

"For you, it's just a few less news items, but for us in China, for Chinese football, do you know what that means? It's not easy for Chinese football to have such a talented player, but you irresponsibly labeled him as physically unqualified! You are murdering, murdering a professional player's football life!" Li Yan stopped talking, he leaned on the chair and gasped. No one knew what kind of mood he was in at this moment.

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Baggio looked at De Biasi: "You didn't lie to me?" His eyes were fixed on the head coach.

De Biasi shook his head.

"Those guys in Milan really said that?"

De Biasi nodded.

Baggio remembered that he had said three days ago that Zhang Jun would have a great future, but now he received a death sentence. He didn't know what to say, was it fate? Was the sky blind? He was a Buddhist, but if that was the case, then God was too unfair to Zhang Jun, right? A young and promising player was about to embark on his Italian journey full of hope, but was ruled out by the referee.

"Do you have his phone number?"

"I think the club should have it."

"Okay, I'll ask after training." Baggio turned and left the coach. Zhang Jun thought that Baggio's eyes were not as melancholic as people said, because he had not seen Baggio now. Those eyes were a deep blue, unfathomable.

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"We are very, very sorry, but according to the contract, if the physical examination is unqualified, the contract will be automatically terminated. We will hold a press conference tomorrow to announce this matter. We are telling you now because we hope you can be mentally prepared. I will take my leave first."

Zhang Jun sat blankly on the sofa, not knowing when the person left. He couldn't believe that just a few days ago, he was welcomed by his teammates and coaches, and enjoyed the privilege of being given private lessons by Baggio. Now he was hearing the news that Brescia was terminating the contract with him!

Failed the physical examination, he actually failed the physical examination?

Zhang Jun certainly did not hear the specific results of the physical examination, otherwise he would not be able to think now. What a cruel blow it was to a young player who was on the rise!

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The next day's press conference shocked the entire Chinese football circle. No one would have thought that Zhang Jun, who had been highly expected by the Chinese people, would be tragically returned because he failed the physical examination!

Some media even disclosed the entire process of the incident: Brescia claimed that there was a problem with the testing equipment, but it was just an excuse. There was nothing wrong with the equipment. The problem was with Zhang Jun's body. The physical examination in Brescia made the club see something wrong. In order to be more cautious, they found an excuse to let Zhang Jun go to the most authoritative Milan laboratory for a re-examination. This time the result was even more serious. The Milan laboratory believed that Zhang Jun's left ankle had serious hidden dangers and it was absolutely impossible for him to survive in Italy, otherwise his career would end because of this!

In China, in the Netherlands, and in other places, there was an uproar. Who would have thought that a rising star who had just gained some fame in international football would soon face the possibility of retirement? Countless media flocked to Brescia and Milan. The Milan laboratory became the focus of attention. There were those who scolded, those who questioned, and those who supported. The Milan laboratory had to come out publicly and say: "We published this conclusion after a very detailed, complex, and complete investigation and analysis. We announced it with an attitude of being responsible to the players and to the club. We are also sorry for Zhang's experience, but please believe us, believe in science!"

The authority of the Milan laboratory was well known in Italy. Coco, the left back who transferred to Inter Milan in his early years, was once hailed as Paolo Maldini's successor in the Italian national team. But the Milan laboratory ruthlessly sentenced him to death. Now, as expected, after transferring to Inter Milan, he only played a handful of times in two years, and spent the rest of his time recovering from injuries and flirting with girls. This former Italian left-back star disappeared into the vast night sky.

Because of various precedents, the Milan laboratory received widespread support from the Italian domestic media in the Zhang Jun incident. Now all media are basically divided into three categories. One type supports the Milan laboratory, believing that even if Zhang Jun does not retire, he will become mediocre in the repeated struggle with injuries, like Coco. The other type, represented by the Chinese media, believes that the words of the Milan laboratory are not credible and does not rule out the possibility of some behind-the-scenes operations. You must know that the Italian league is the dirtiest of the five major leagues. The third type is represented by the media in other European countries, and they are still holding a wait-and-see attitude.

The hotel where Zhang Jun lived became popular, and countless Chinese and foreign reporters gathered here, hoping to interview Zhang Jun, but for two days, they had not seen Zhang Jun take a step out of the room. Li Yan was also among them. He didn't need to come here. He only needed to make a phone call to know everything. But he dialed Zhang Jun's mobile phone countless times, and only heard one voice: "I'm sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off..."

Some reporters also asked Yang Pan in a roundabout way, but Yang Pan's answer disappointed them: "I called Zhang Jun, but his phone has been turned off... Can't you just stop? Zhang Jun is like this now, and you still want to disturb him, what are you interviewing? What's so good about interviewing? Is it a journalist's job to exchange other people's pain for your bonuses?" No wonder Yang Pan was so激动. He wanted to contact Zhang Jun, but he couldn't get through either. He didn't know what Zhang Jun's situation was now, and he couldn't ask for leave to go to Brescia to visit Zhang Jun. It was estimated that things would be even more chaotic. So now he was training in Bologna while paying attention to the situation in Brescia, absent-mindedly. At this time, those reporters still had to whisper around him, asking him this and asking him that.

Yang Pan knew Zhang Jun's character. It was definitely not a good thing to keep it to himself like this. The blow was too great, for anyone. Zhang Jun, what are you going to do alone!

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Hua Fang questioned Galliani face to face: "I don't understand what's going on? Everything was going smoothly, why is this the result in the end! Zhang Jun scored twenty-nine goals in one season in the Netherlands despite missing many games. You think there's a problem with such a player's body!" Hua Fang was very angry, because it was too sudden, and she even suspected that she had been played by Milan.

Galliani moved his obese body and replied with a regretful tone: "This is also what Milan doesn't want to see. The chairman himself asked about this matter and asked the laboratory to re-examine it, but the results are still... You know, Milan will not buy a player for short-term benefits. What we value is his long-term potential and ability. Obviously, this report tells us that Zhang Jun cannot bring long-term benefits to the team. Brescia will not waste a non-EU quota for a bomb that will explode at any time. We envisioned it very well, and everything was going according to the vision, but we and you forgot one thing, football is round, and anything can happen."

Hua Fang had nothing to say. Galliani's answer was perfect, and she had no way to vent her anger on him. She squeezed out a smile: "I am also very sorry, I hope we will have the opportunity to continue to cooperate in the future."

Will there really be? That was just a clumsy courtesy. Hua Fang knew that after this incident, their relationship with Milan had ended.