He thought about Yi Lan's usual teasing and planned to retaliate by sneaking a peek into her room. But when he pushed open the door, he froze in the doorway, unable to take another step inside.

It was his first time in Bologna, holding the number 7 jersey with the team's coach and president, smiling for the cameras.

The moment he unleashed a long-distance shot.

His roar of celebration after scoring a goal.

His applause to the fans in acknowledgment.

He had Pirlo's number 10 Italian jersey draped over his shoulders, but his face was listless.

...

The walls were almost entirely covered with posters of him alone, and photos clipped from newspapers and magazines!

The two of you act like you ignore each other on the surface, but you both really care about each other deep down.

Kaka's words popped into his head at that moment. Could it really be true? He might have doubted it then, but now it seemed... Why would Yi Lan's room be covered in his photos? And plastered all over the walls like a fangirl.

Yang Pan suddenly heard footsteps coming up the stairs from downstairs. He quickly and quietly pulled the door shut, then turned and headed down.

"So hot! So hot!" Yi Lan bounced down the stairs and met Yang Pan at the landing. She stopped. "You came down from upstairs?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah, I was looking for the restroom." Yang Pan just made up an excuse to get by, then continued looking for his restroom. "Huh? That's weird, where's the restroom?"

Yi Lan looked at Yang Pan with some suspicion as he walked around looking left and right, then looked back upstairs, and finally called out to him, "Hey, the restroom is on the left on the first floor, at the end of the hall."

"Oh, thanks!" Yang Pan waved his hand but turned to the right.

Yi Lan stopped paying attention to this slightly crazy person and went upstairs to change clothes. The store had the air conditioning on, but she was still wearing a thick Santa Claus suit, complete with bushy eyebrows and a beard, so naturally she was hot.

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Yang Pan walked into the restaurant and realized that there really were more people, just like the Big Beard had said. The Santa Claus store manager was standing at the door handing out small gifts to the arriving guests, and some children were pulling him over for photos because he really did look a lot like Santa Claus.

"You look busy, so I won't bother you." Yang Pan said hello to the Big Beard and was about to leave, but someone unexpectedly called his name. He turned around reflexively and saw a young Italian man calling out to him with wild joy, "It really is Yang! Merry Christmas! Please sign this for me!"

Yang Pan knew he couldn't escape today, so he had to obediently sign the autograph. "Merry Christmas!"

So the guests who came to "Chinachina" Chinese Restaurant for their Christmas dinner, if they wanted, could get a small gift and Yang Pan's autograph, as well as a photo with him.

When Yi Lan came down after changing her clothes, she happened to see her dad and Yang Pan standing side by side, one handing out gifts, the other busy signing autographs.

She smiled and said to the two of them, "Looks like you guys are busy, I won't bother you, hee hee!" Then she bounced off to do her own thing.

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"Damn! I didn't expect Yang Pan, that guy who has no luck with women, would actually have such an epic romance!" An Ke exclaimed dramatically.

"You better not let him hear you say that, or you'll die a horrible death." Kaka kindly advised An Ke, because he remembered how Yang Pan had handled interviews about An Ke.

Zhang Jun, however, was stroking his chin, looking thoughtful: "I think we should help him."

"Help? How?" Li Yongle didn't understand.

"Kaka is right. Yang Pan is usually so casual, if you suddenly ask him to deal with this kind of lovey-dovey stuff, he won't know what to do. So we'll take advantage of this great opportunity tonight... hee hee!"

"Are you saying, we'll get them drunk, and then *** after they're drunk?" An Ke chimed in.

"All you ever think about is dirty stuff!" Kaka righteously lectured, but he quickly changed his expression: "But that's actually a pretty good idea, as expected of Zhang Jun!"

Zhang Jun was left not knowing whether to laugh or cry at these two. Kaka's public image was worlds apart from this! "You guys are just despicable, shameless, and low-down! What I mean is, we should help Yang Pan muster the courage to confess to that girl. If he can't bring himself to say it, then we'll force him to. Because I believe he definitely doesn't dislike this girl either. Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to spend Christmas Eve here."

"No man would dislike her! She's lively, cute, and most importantly, she's a great beauty!" An Ke was just short of howling like a wolf.

"So how do we help?" Li Yongle naturally had no objections. He basically never opposed things like this where there was a good show to watch.

Zhang Jun looked at Kaka and said, "This is up to our midfielder organizer, Kaka. You're the most familiar with what's going on between them, so it's only right that you come up with a plan."

Kaka didn't decline. He thought about it carefully, then gathered everyone together and gave instructions, explaining everything in detail, and everyone nodded in agreement as they listened.

While it was bustling outside, things were starting inside as well. At first, it was a traditional Western Christmas dinner. Four out of the five people at the table had already eaten it before, only Li Yongle was spending Christmas abroad for the first time and felt that everything was new and fresh.

The Big Beard kept having to run out to greet customers after eating for a while, so he didn't even change out of his Santa Claus costume. And Yi Lan was "forcibly" kept behind by her dad, because as the host, it wouldn't do if they all ran off.

Everyone was young, and they quickly became acquainted. Only then did Yi Lan learn that Yang Pan's friends were all quite extraordinary. One was a famous Dutch striker, another was the main goalkeeper for the Bundesliga powerhouse Borussia Dortmund, and Li Yongle wasn't bad either, already playing in official matches for Inter Milan's youth team.

Yi Lan recognized Kaka; he was the most handsome of all of them.

Yang Pan also didn't need to be introduced, because he introduced everyone else to Yi Lan, and he also introduced Yi Lan to everyone else. When introducing Yi Lan's identity, he hesitated slightly, then said, "Uh, the Big Beard's daughter..."

This caused some dissatisfaction, and they expressed this dissatisfaction with whistles. But Yang Pan ignored them all.

After eating for a while, Kaka gave An Ke a look, and An Ke understood immediately, "Yi Lan, do you guys have wine here?"

"Of course we do."

"Then let's open a few bottles of red wine. It's no fun celebrating a holiday without drinking!"

Zhang Jun was a little worried: "Professional players shouldn't drink..."

"That's what the textbooks say, don't listen to that dogma! You can't tell me that they only drink juice at your club's Christmas party, right?" An Ke didn't care.

Kaka also stated his position: "Anyway, it's only once a year, it doesn't matter. And drinking some red wine in moderation is good for your health."

Li Yongle had no objections either, and Zhang Jun agreed as well. So everyone turned their attention to Yang Pan. Since everyone else agreed, Yang Pan couldn't bring himself to spoil their fun.

So they opened the wine, poured it, and cheers!

"Merry Christmas! Happy New Year! Happy Spring Festival!" They celebrated all the holidays together, saving time and effort.

Yi Lan understood the first two, but didn't know what the Spring Festival was. But Kaka and the others pretended not to notice and ignored her. When Yang Pan saw that they were all just having fun, he realized that he was the only one who could answer Yi Lan's question.

He put down his wine glass and explained to Yi Lan, "The Spring Festival is actually equivalent to your Christmas. It's the most important holiday for Chinese people, symbolizing the end of the old year and the beginning of the new year. The day before the Spring Festival is usually called 'da nian sanshi' (New Year's Eve). No matter how far away they are, families will try to rush home to have a meal together. We call this 'tuan yuan fan' (reunion dinner)."

"Sounds interesting!" Yi Lan was very interested in this unfamiliar holiday. She pulled on Yang Pan, asking him to tell her more, and forgot that she usually couldn't stand talking to Yang Pan for more than three sentences without getting into an argument. Was it the alcohol? It was only one glass of wine, it couldn't be, right?

"Uh, during the Spring Festival, every household will hang 'chunlian' (spring couplets), paste 'daofu' (upside-down 'fu' characters), and set off 'bianpao' (firecrackers)." Yang Pan put a lot of thought into translating some of the specialized vocabulary, and in the end, he had to just use Chinese pinyin.

"What's 'chunlian'? What's 'daofu'? What's 'bianpao'?" Yi Lan, as expected, didn't understand.

Yang Pan had no choice but to patiently explain it to her, and he actually didn't seem impatient, which was a miracle.

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An Ke watched the two of them from a distance and whispered to Kaka beside him, "This doesn't seem to be going according to our plan, what should we do? Should we remind them?"

"No need." Kaka waved his hand, "This is good too, let them slowly build up their feelings, and then we'll strike while the iron is hot. Let's not bother them for now."

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"Back then, Zhang Jun and I were still studying in another city, and every year during the Spring Festival, we had to take the train back to Luoyang. But there was almost no room to stand on the train. The toilets, the luggage racks, the connecting parts of the train cars, were all full of people. Ten people could squeeze into one toilet! Scary, right?" Yang Pan was thirsty and poured himself another glass of wine, while also filling Yi Lan's glass. He had never said so much to Yi Lan before. He took a sip and looked at Yi Lan's surprised expression with a smug look, then continued, "We call it 'chunyun' (Spring Festival travel season). Every year at this time, people all over the country who work or study in other places seem to be bewitched. No matter how tired or how hard it is, they have to endure this arduous journey, all for the sake of returning home for a reunion. Chinese people really care about the concept of 'home'. No matter where they go, no matter how wonderful the outside world is, they still feel that it's not as good as home. Sleeping in a presidential suite in a five-star hotel might not even be as comfortable as sleeping on your own hard bed at home. No matter what kind of difficulties you encounter, as long as you go home, nothing is a big deal!"

The more Yang Pan spoke, the more excited he became. Yi Lan found the traditional Chinese lifestyle very novel and listened with fascination. The two even thought An Ke was too noisy, so they took a bottle of wine and sat on the sofa in the corner to continue talking.

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An Ke stared blankly at the two of them, as if he had seen aliens. "Hey, Kaka, do they really argue whenever they meet?"

"This... as far as I know, that's right."

"But why are they now..." He pointed at the two of them, then turned back to look at Kaka, who also looked disbelieving.

"... Maybe it's the alcohol. Didn't you see that they've already finished half a bottle?" Kaka finally found a seemingly reasonable explanation for their behavior.

Zhang Jun waved his hand: "Who cares why! Isn't it good the way it is now? The two of them are getting better and better! Come on, let's eat!"

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"Is the Spring Festival always in the spring?"

"No, it's in the winter. The Spring Festival is not calculated according to the universally used Gregorian calendar. Its specific date is different every year, but it's usually between the end of January and the beginning of February. This year's Spring Festival is on February 9th of next year."

After understanding one question, Yi Lan had another question. "That's when the leagues in various countries are being played, how can you go back for a reunion then?"

Yang Pan drank another glass, filling his own glass while also filling Yi Lan's. "Of course it's good if we can have a reunion, but not everyone has to go home for a reunion. Otherwise, wouldn't China be in chaos during that time? It's even more difficult for those of us who play football abroad to go back. That's why the five of us gathered together and treated Christmas as the Spring Festival, anyway, they're both New Year's!"

Under the influence of alcohol, Yi Lan felt sorry for these happy-go-lucky boys. Although her own mother had passed away early, she still had her dad by her side for holidays like Christmas. But they spent the Spring Festival in matches and training.

Yang Pan saw what Yi Lan was thinking. The girl couldn't hide anything on her face after drinking a little wine. He said with a smile, "Silly girl! When we all have money, we can bring our families here to spend the Spring Festival. Reunions don't necessarily have to be in China!"

"But... didn't you say that Chinese people have a strong sense of 'home'? That no matter where you are, it's not as good as being at home? Then celebrating the Spring Festival in Italy must be different from celebrating it in China, right?"

"Home ah..." Yang Pan was silent for a moment. He didn't know how to answer this question. There were many Chinese people all over the world who were not in China, but they still maintained some common characteristics of Chinese people. So what did the word "home" mean to them? It certainly wasn't just a beautifully decorated, spacious and bright house, nor was it just a green card. "Maybe, home is in their hearts. As long as the family is together, happy, no matter where they are, it's home..."

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The Big Beard temporarily finished his work and came in again to see if everyone was having fun and if Yi Lan was taking good care of them. But he came in and couldn't find his daughter.

Kaka naturally knew who the store manager was looking around for. He pointed to a corner of the room. His daughter was chatting and drinking with Yang Pan, enjoying the conversation.

"This..." The Big Beard had the same expression as An Ke did at the beginning when he saw this scene. Was that still his daughter? She was standing so close to Yang Pan, not only did she not look uncomfortable at all, but she was also smiling happily. "Hey, what are they talking about?" He asked Kaka.

"Who knows! They started talking about the Spring Festival, and I guess they're probably talking about Children's Day now." Kaka joked.

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"Wow! There are so many stories between you and Zhang Jun!" Yi Lan said with an excited face.

"Yeah, yeah! We've been together since elementary school!" Yang Pan poured another drink, only to find that the bottle was empty, so he threw the bottle aside.

Yi Lan poured half of the wine in her glass into his and continued to ask, "Can you tell me what kind of girl Sophie is?"

"She ah, is beautiful, kind, gentle, understanding, smart, just all the wonderful adjectives you can think of can be used on her, without exaggeration."

"So perfect?!" Yi Lan was a little jealous. "Then why would she fall in love with Zhang Jun? Didn't you say Zhang Jun has many flaws?"

Yang Pan shook his head with a smile: "Who knows! Sophie just fell in love with Zhang Jun, who was full of flaws. Sometimes even Zhang Jun himself doesn't understand, how could such an excellent girl like Sophie like him? Love is something you can't explain ah! Heh heh!" He took a sip of wine and said with a very vicissitudes tone.

"Hmph, the way you say it, it's like you've experienced a lot!" Yi Lan laughed at him.

"No, I haven't even been in love before! It's just that I have all kinds of people around me, so after seeing so much, I have some thoughts." Yang Pan quickly explained, but it's not known who he was in such a hurry to explain to.

"Well, I really want to meet that Sophie if I have the chance, to see if she's really as perfect as you say." Yi Lan didn't listen to his explanation at all.

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It was about time, and everyone decided they should make dumplings. An Ke used his special loud voice to wake up the two who were chatting and drinking happily: "Hey! Come over and make dumplings!"

"Oh, make dumplings." Yang Pan was talking a bit too much, the effects of the alcohol were obvious.

Yang Pan had just gotten up when he stumbled, luckily Yi Lan was quick and supported him. But at that moment, the two of them made real physical contact, and Yang Pan's arm could clearly feel that he had touched something soft.

There was a bit of awkwardness, and Yi Lan spoke first: "You should go wash your face first, you can't make dumplings like this, right?"

Yang Pan took the opportunity to leave the living room and walked towards the bathroom.

A splash of cold water on his face instantly invigorated Yang Pan in the mirror. Thinking about that moment just now, he hadn't done it intentionally, but he couldn't completely say it was unintentional either, otherwise he would have fallen in the opposite direction. But he really hadn't expected to touch Yi Lan's chest, luckily Yi Lan had offered a way out, otherwise neither of them would have been able to get out of the situation.

But then again, why did Yi Lan offer him a way out? Usually, she probably would have slapped him already, right?

Yang Pan suddenly thought of the walls full of posters and photos. Maybe Yi Lan wasn't as bad as he thought.

In China, many people affectionately call a couple who often argue but whose relationship gets better and better as they argue "yuanjia" (fated lovers). He wondered if he and Yi Lan could be considered a pair of "yuanjia".

Yang Pan dried his hands and had just opened the door when he saw Yi Lan raising her hand to knock.

Yi Lan seemed to be startled: "Ah! You... I saw that you went in and didn't come out for so long, and I thought... Actually, I..."

Yang Pan didn't answer, just stared at Yi Lan. Her face was very red, was it from the alcohol or was she shy? The feeling he had when he first met Yi Lan returned to him. He realized that this girl, who was two years younger than him, was so beautiful, even her incoherent and embarrassed state was very attractive to him, like the shyness of a lotus flower.

"Yi Lan" could also be translated as "Elena".

The two of them just looked at each other in silence, and there was a light flowing in their eyes. Yang Pan really wanted to lower his head and kiss her, he really had that urge, the alcohol, the alcohol!

But An Ke's loud shout instantly woke the two of them from a certain state of ambiguity.

"Yang Pan! Did you fall into the latrine? Come and make dumplings!"

The two of them turned their faces away at the same time, avoiding eye contact again, and becoming awkward again. This time, Yang Pan reacted quickly: "I, I'm going to make dumplings." After saying that, he lowered his head and walked quickly towards the living room.

Yi Lan also said softly, "Ah, I, I'm going to wash my hands." Then she hid in the bathroom.

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Yang Pan pounced on An Ke with murderous intent, then grabbed his neck and shook him hard: "What are you shouting for?!"

Poor An Ke didn't even know what he had done wrong to make Yang Pan so angry. As a result, his hands flailed around, scattering white flour everywhere.

Kaka and Zhang Jun were making sarcastic remarks from the side: "Wow! It's snowing! How beautiful!"

Li Yongle took on the task of taking photos. He held up his camera to the side, and Zhang Jun and Kaka posed in various poses, with the background naturally being "Snowflakes Flying, Yang Pan Tormenting An Ke".

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Yi Lan splashed a handful of cold water on her face, wanting to calm herself down.

What was going on? Why was her heart beating so fast? Why was her face so red? Why was her gaze so blurred? Why was there still a smile on her lips?

This wasn't the usual Yi Lan, at least not the Yi Lan who met Yang Pan on a normal day. She wouldn't give him a friendly look, but today, why were there so many differences?

Was it because she had drunk alcohol?

Yi Lan shook her head. She wasn't dizzy, and she could tell which direction was which.

She clearly didn't dislike him in her heart, but she couldn't help but want to go against him when she met him, maybe because she didn't want to lose to him, didn't want to appear weak in front of him, didn't want him to think she was just an ordinary girl, didn't want to make a deep impression on him...

When she was very, very young, still in France, her mother was still alive. In elementary school, there was always a little boy who bullied her, even making her cry. But she hadn't offended him. Yi Lan complained to her mother with grievance, but she didn't expect her mother to listen and smile as she touched her head: "Yi Lan, that just means he likes you ah! Children don't know how to express their likes, so they can only use all kinds of pranks to attract your attention. Don't cry, you should be happy. If you don't dislike him either, then you should bully him back. Hmm? Heh heh!" Her mother winked at her.

Yi Lan was still young then and didn't fully understand what her mother meant. Later, her mother died in an accident, and she moved to Italy with her dad. And she never had any contact with that boy who always bullied her again.

The current situation... Yi Lan seemed to see her mother again in the mirror. "Mom, now he's always bullying me, is it because he likes me? Then I'm always bullying him too, does that mean I like him too? Mom, tell me ah..."

The mother in the mirror shed tears, and Yi Lan also shed tears.

Yi Lan quickly realized that today was a holiday, and she shouldn't be so sad, so she wiped her tears and stuck her tongue out at the mirror: "Mom, Merry Christmas! It's very lively here this year. I was just busy chatting with him and forgot about you, heh heh! You won't blame your daughter, right? Mom, I love you!"

When Yi Lan returned to the living room, Yang Pan was making dumplings with the others. She also rolled up her sleeves and went over to make them, of course always making a mess of the dumplings amidst laughter. Yang Pan had no choice but to put down his own work and focus on teaching her.

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An Ke whispered to the other three, "Looks like it's working well!"

Kaka was very proud: "I told you, alcohol can ***... oh no, alcohol can make people face their true selves, that's why they say people tell the truth after drinking!"

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After eating the steaming dumplings, the customers outside had almost all left. The Big Beard store manager was still wearing his Santa Claus costume, it seemed like he really liked this kind of attire. He carried a large pile of fireworks and placed them on the small square in front of the store.

"Let's set off fireworks!"

Watching the streams of various fireworks rise from the ground and explode in the air, everyone felt that the holiday was complete.

Colorful fireworks constantly rose into the city's sky, illuminating the night.

Li Yongle was taking pictures non-stop, and had already changed the film three times. He wanted to send these photos home to let them see that he was doing well abroad and they didn't need to worry.

Yi Lan was holding a lit sparkler and dancing around in front of everyone, like a flower fairy.

Yang Pan was a little mesmerized, the sparkler drew a shimmering trail in front of his eyes, reflecting Yi Lan's smiling face especially beautifully.

Would a girl like that fall in love with him?

The tactics that Kaka had drafted were not fully implemented in the end, and Yang Pan didn't use the effects of alcohol to confess anything to Yi Lan. Everyone hadn't been able to watch the good show. But everyone was a little drunk by then, who cared about those things anymore? As long as they were happy, wasn't that good enough?

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An Ke's vacation was until January 20th, but he decided to return to Borussia Dortmund to find the old man and continue to improve himself, because after three months of matches, he had discovered that he still had many shortcomings.

Li Yongle also had to return to Milan early. There was half a season left, and he still had to prove his ability to Mancini. Half a season would pass in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Jun had plenty of time. He originally wanted to visit Baggio to personally thank Roby for his help, but Yang Pan told him that Baggio had gone to Argentina to hunt wild ducks for Christmas.

Zhang Jun was a little disappointed, but since he had come, he wanted to go to a certain place. Kaka and Yang Pan took on the part-time jobs of tour guide and driver, and accompanied him there: the world-renowned historical and cultural city of Florence.

Florence has a very beautiful Cantonese translation, "Fei Leng Tsui" (翡冷翠). And this ancient city, full of famous historical sites and cultural atmosphere, is really as arrogant, noble, and mysterious as its name suggests, fascinating countless people.

If Italy is seen as a noble woman, then Florence's position is exactly like the largest and most dazzling gemstone on the necklace on the noble woman's chest.

Here is the Mona Lisa, here is David, here is Dante, here is the Florence Cathedral, here is the Uffizi Gallery... here is Romanticism, here is glory and dreams, here is legend.

But the reason that prompted Zhang Jun to come here was not because Zhang Jun knew all of the above. The impression that Florence left on him was not because of Leonardo da Vinci, Michelangelo, or the Renaissance, but because here there was Roberto Baggio, here there was Gabriel Batistuta, here there was the "Viola" Fiorentina Football Club.

Although Baggio has now retired in Brescia, and Batistuta is also facing retirement in Qatar, and Fiorentina unfortunately lost to the desperate Perugia in the promotion play-offs this summer, and continued to wallow in Serie B.

But Zhang Jun didn't come to watch football, he wanted to see what kind of mountains and rivers, what kind of fans cultivated a football artist, a golden-haired God of War, and a great team.

But Kaka told him not to think that the Florence fans were nice people. In fact, the most arrogant and most demanding fans in all of Italy were not the AC Milan fans, nor the Inter Milan fans, not the Roma fans, nor the Juventus fans, but the fans here, the Florence fans. Because this is a famous historical and cultural city, and there are many predecessors and ancestors who are famous in the world history of art, so the people who grew up here have high standards. They think that Florence is the best place, Milan is too extravagant, Rome is too dirty, and Turin is too cold. The South? That is a synonym for poverty, backwardness, ignorance and ignorance.

In addition, Fiorentina is one of the Serie A Seven Sisters, and many great stars have emerged from here, so they also look down on other places' teams and fans.

However, with the team being relegated miserably in 2001, and then floundering in Serie B for one year, they then went bankrupt because they failed to pass the professional qualification registration. The Football Association kindly raised its hand and didn't let this team with a long history and tradition play in the amateur league, but relegated it to Serie C. After experiencing these things, the fans calmed down a lot, and their standards also lowered. After all, even if they were arrogant now, they didn't have the capital to be arrogant. From Serie C2 to Serie B, they jumped two levels in one year, relying on the Football Association's reason for "special contribution award to Italian football."

Last season, they made a concerted effort to take advantage of the expansion of Serie A to rush to Serie A. Because everyone could see that the Italian Football Association's unreasonable approach of proposing "Serie A will expand to twenty teams next season" at this time was to help Fiorentina. No wonder Perugia boss Gaucci, who played in the play-offs with Fiorentina, would sourly say: "The only difference is that we are not Fiorentina."

But unfortunately, in the key second round of the play-offs, Fiorentina was too happy after winning the first leg at home, and dropped the ball themselves. They were seized the opportunity by the desperate Perugia to win three cities in a row. Although the number one star Riganò headed in a goal before the end of the game, it was too late. They lost 2:3 on aggregate and had to go back to Serie B.

This incident was a big blow to the local fans, they even thought that the team no longer had the ability to play in Serie A. This is very rare, because the Florence fans are basically synonymous with "not admitting defeat, tough guys." It seems that wandering in low-level leagues for a long time has also worn away the fans' fighting spirit and confidence.

However, all of these have nothing to do with Zhang Jun, he is here for tourism this time.

Florence is an important tourist city in Italy, and its historical sites are second to none compared to Rome. The citizens here are also famous for cherishing historical sites. In the 1960s, Florence was hit by a flood. The entire city was flooded in the middle of the night, and many residential buildings, public buildings, and museums were soaked in water. The citizens did not care about their own property, but spontaneously flocked to the museums that were surrounded by floods to rescue those cultural relics. It was these citizens who made Florence cast a historical glory that lasted for more than two centuries.

The three went to several famous attractions in Florence, took a lot of photos, and bought some souvenirs, but they didn't go to Fiorentina's home stadium, the Stadio Artemio Franchi. They knew that there must be reporters following them, and in order to avoid nosy reporters linking their names to Fiorentina, the three deliberately avoided some sensitive places.

In fact, Zhang Jun came to Italy this time because he was afraid that the media would make trouble out of nothing. He was extremely careful along the way, trying to avoid too much contact with football. He didn't go to the San Siro in Milan, he didn't go to the Stadio Renato Dall'Ara in Bologna, and now he didn't go to the Stadio Artemio Franchi in Florence.

He is still a contracted player for Volendam, and he himself enjoys playing for Volendam.

After the Florence trip, Zhang Jun's Italian tour came to an end. He said goodbye to Kaka, Yang Pan, and Li Yongle at the Milan airport, and then embarked on a flight back to the Netherlands. In Volendam, he would meet with the team again and work hard to prepare for the hard second half of the season and fight for relegation.