Chapter 1 Zhang Jun: A Living Legend!

Zhang Jun flipped through the newspapers on the table while eating the breakfast Sophie had prepared for him. The sports section was almost entirely about him, with the results of other competitions relegated to inconspicuous corners. Even the news of Fiorentina's league title defense became a mere appendage.

As soon as yesterday's game ended, he was inundated with congratulatory calls.

Yang Pan, Kaka, Basten, Li Yongle, An Ke. Including his own mother far away in China, Sophie's parents, and Qiu Suhui, the coach of the national team.

They all called to congratulate him, so Zhang Jun's phone didn't stop ringing all night.

After winning the title, there was naturally a wild celebration, and everyone from the players to the coaches went crazy. They even forgot that the Italian Cup final was only three days away.

Since many people were hungover, Sabato had no choice but to announce that training was canceled today, so everyone could rest and start training again tomorrow.

So, Zhang Jun enjoyed a rare leisurely morning—he turned off his phone. He had turned it off when he went home to sleep because he didn't want to be woken up by phone calls, even if they were congratulatory, it would be annoying.

He boredly finished reading the newspaper, ate breakfast, then helped Sophie clean up the dishes, and then stood by the sink, watching Sophie wash the dishes, and chatting with her casually.

Everything was ordinary. The early summer morning sun in Florence shone through the wide, bright glass window of the kitchen, the water droplets splashing in the sink were crystal clear in the sunlight, and the two pots of green plants placed at the door made the whole room look vibrant. Zhang Jun had dreamed more than once that when he retired, he would be content as long as he lived such a peaceful life with Sophie.

On this rare day off, Zhang Jun decided not to go anywhere, not to go shopping, not to participate in any commercial activities. Hua Fang had already told him that as his reputation in the world of football rose, he would become increasingly busy in the future. So, days like today, when he had nothing to do, were few and far between.

After Sophie washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen, she wiped her hands. Zhang Jun suggested going to the yard to bask in the sun and chat.

Sophie looked at the bright sunshine outside and agreed, but before basking in the sun, she needed to take the bedding from the bedroom out to air it. There were many things on the double bed, and Sophie certainly couldn't carry them all by herself, so Zhang Jun helped her, and the two of them carried the bedding to the sunny yard. Then they hung the bedding on the horizontal bar.

Sophie patted it all over to make the bedding softer. Only then did she let out a satisfied sigh.

Zhang Jun moved out two white lounge chairs and a table, and placed them in the center of the yard, and then lay down with Sophie. Then Zhang Jun stretched and yawned.

"You just got up and you're already yawning, are you sleepy again?"

Zhang Jun smiled, "No, I just think that lying like this, doing nothing, just basking in the sun and daydreaming is actually a very happy life."

Sophie tilted her head and asked, "Tired?"

"A little bit. But only a little bit, there are too many games this season, too many, too close together. Even summer is no time to rest," Zhang Jun squinted at the sky. He didn't like to wear sunglasses all the time like other stars to show off his uniqueness.

"Then what about after this summer?"

"It will still be tiring," Zhang Jun continued to look up. "Maybe I won't feel tired until I retire. When a hobby becomes a profession, you will have this feeling."

Sophie sat up and waved her hand in front of Zhang Jun's eyes, "Hey, hey. I said, you just became a 'living legend', how come you're saying such discouraging things the next day? You should be like this now..." Sophie stood up, then put one hand on her hip and pointed the other at the sky, raising her head and sticking out her chest, "Don't worry! The peace of the earth is entrusted to me!"

Zhang Jun laughed, he thought Sophie's performance was like Ultraman he used to watch.

"If I really did that, I would be pelted with bricks. Actually, I also know that it is something to be proud and proud of to have just accomplished something that no one has done in eighty years. But how should I say it? Hmm..." Zhang Jun continued to look at the sky, and gradually he felt that the sun was not as dazzling as it was at first, and the color of the sky was not pale white, but turned into a soft blue. "People always set a goal for themselves, and they will be very motivated before completing the goal. But when he completes the goal that he has worked hard for for a long time, he will feel very empty all of a sudden, and all the previous fighting spirit will disappear without a trace. My current situation is a bit similar."

Sophie said, "Aren't there still two championships? The Italian Cup championship and the Champions League championship."

"Those are other goals, there are intervals in between, even if it's only one day. Therefore, I want to re-determine my goals before that, and find a reason for myself to continue to be full of fighting spirit, even if it's just an excuse. Just like we are basking in the sun leisurely now is a very happy life, but it is not what I should be enjoying now, because the warm sunshine will make me lazy." Zhang Jun stretched again. "In a long period of time after today, I will have to continue to struggle, continue to play one game after another, non-stop. I never said that I would retire after the end of this season." Zhang Jun turned to Sophie standing beside him and smiled.

"But, but I still need to determine, give myself a long-term goal to strive for, not just a simple championship and a record." Zhang Jun just looked at Sophie like this, "A goal that will never make me lazy, no matter how tired or hard it is, no matter how long it takes, I am willing to fight for it."

Sophie's eyes sparkled with sunlight. "I like to watch you play football, you play on the field, and I take pictures for you. Then I hope you can always maintain that sunny personality, because I like it. Then I hope you will always be by my side, whether you still play football or not. I hope we can never quarrel after we get married, there is no so-called seven-year itch, we have a healthy and beautiful baby, we all love him, and he loves us. Finally, I hope we can grow old together... Hehe, am I a bit greedy?" Sophie stuck out her tongue cutely. "These all need you to work hard to complete."

Zhang Jun shook his head, "Not greedy at all." Then he sat up from the chair, "Okay, I really need to cheer up! The peace of the earth, please leave it to me!!"

Sophie laughed so hard that she bent over, and Zhang Jun took the opportunity to hug her in his arms.

"The weather is very good today."

"Hmm." Sophie, like a docile kitten, murmured on Zhang Jun's chest.

"When I retire in the future, I will definitely accompany you like this every day, doing nothing. I'm sorry I can't do it now, because the peace of the earth still needs me to maintain it."

Sophie smiled and punched Zhang Jun's chest, "It's okay, we have plenty of time."

"Do you think this lounge chair can bear the weight of two people?"

"Of course, it's very strong."

"Then what if the two people on it move more vigorously?"

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On this day, the European continent was full of sunshine, a rare good day.

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Li Yongle was alone at Milan's Malpensa Airport, carrying a handbag, listening helplessly to the prompt tone inside: "The user you dialed has been turned off, please dial again later." Then he took the phone away from his ear.

He planned to call Zhang Jun to say goodbye before leaving Italy to return to China, and also to ask if he needed him to bring back any messages or anything, but he didn't expect that Zhang Jun's phone had been turned off all morning. He was about to board the plane, and at that time he would not be able to make any more calls. Now he had to turn it off.

Inter Milan failed completely in European and domestic competitions, and his season was over. Zhang Jun and Yang Pan had to stay in Italy to continue their feud in the Champions League.

But this can be considered to have advantages and disadvantages, he can rest a week more than Zhang Jun and Yang Pan and others, during this time he plans to return to Luoyang to determine his love belonging. In Luoyang, there is also a lovely girl waiting for him, although he is busy with the duel with Zhang Jun, never promised anything to that girl, but he tacitly did not look for a girlfriend, that girl also tacitly did not look for a boyfriend, both sides are clear in their hearts, the other half of the soul has long been someone - that is each other.

Looking at the lively Yang Pan's house and Zhang Jun's house, as well as An Ke's house. Li Yongle also felt that his villa in Milan was too empty, too big, and too deserted.

The airport broadcast was prompting the passengers of his flight to board. Li Yongle put on his sunglasses, lowered his head and walked towards the boarding gate. He would go to Luoyang to find He Wen first, and then go to Beijing to join other members of the national team, and then he would return to Europe to watch Fiorentina's European Champions League final against AC Milan with the national team.

Finally, they will go to South Africa together, to launch an assault for the dream in the hearts of a professional player and a football enthusiast.

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"In the two-legged, home-and-away Italian Cup, we still play the first leg at home, I don't think these two games will be difficult to play. Roma has been in good form recently, their undefeated streak has turned them from ninth in the league to fifth at the end of the season. But that's because they haven't met us, who are in even better form than them!" Sabato gesticulated wildly in the locker room, analyzing the upcoming first leg of the Italian Cup final to his players—this Wednesday night.

"We are now the champions of the league for two consecutive seasons, and we have the top scorer in the league for three consecutive seasons. Remember, we are the kings of Italy, and kings must show a bit of kingly aura, there is no game that we can't win. We don't need to be afraid of anything, there is no team that can beat us now, even if it's ourselves."

"Don't be frightened by the so-called analysis of those idiot media, they don't understand how strong we really are! Only we know that we are invincible!!" Sabato took a breath, and then continued to ask rhetorically: "Now, do you understand?"

Xiang Tao wiped the saliva stars on his face and nodded: "Understood, boss. In the end, we will definitely win."

"Well, good understanding." Sabato nodded with satisfaction, and then continued: "Then now let's continue to analyze what tactics those bastards from Roma will use..."

Kru did not concentrate on listening to Sabato's fanatical speech, he nudged Zhang Jun beside him. "Although it's a bit late, I still want to congratulate you on creating a new record, and this record will not be rewritten for a long time to come."

Zhang Jun had heard such congratulations so much in the past two days that he didn't want to hear it anymore, but hearing it from Kru's mouth still had a different feeling.

"Thank you, I hope I will have a chance to congratulate you one day."

"What is there to congratulate me on? I can't create a goal record."

"Hehe, congratulations on finding your other half." Zhang Jun smiled sinisterly.

"Over there... Zhang Jun, what are you doing? Did you hear what I just said?" Sabato discovered that someone was distracted, and he caught the typical Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun quickly looked up, "Huh?"

"I said, did you hear what I just said?"

"Pay attention to Roma's tactic of flying on both wings, their wing defense is not very good. We have many opportunities to score goals..." Kru muttered beside Zhang Jun with his head down.

Then Zhang Jun followed Kru and repeated what he had said verbatim.

Sabato was a little surprised, he thought that Zhang Jun was definitely distracted, but he didn't expect him to really repeat it word for word, even a grammatical error in his grammar was also read out. He had nothing to say, shrugged, and continued to talk about his tactics.

Zhang Jun turned his head and gave Kru a grateful smile. At this moment, he felt as if he had returned to the high school classroom, he was caught talking in class by the teacher, and then relied on the cooperation of his deskmate to get through the difficulty.

His tacit understanding with Kru was not only reflected on the football field.

"Too strong, how did you do it? You can listen to the boss while talking to me." Zhang Jun lowered his voice a lot this time.

"As a midfielder, you must always be very aware of the surrounding environment and have a high degree of attention." Kru said calmly, as if it was normal for him to be able to multitask.

"...Okay, I've said everything I need to say. I hope you will face our game the day after tomorrow with a relaxed attitude. There is nothing to be afraid of in Roma, the league championship is ours, and the Italian Cup championship will also be ours! Our real goal is - the European Champions League championship!"

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Just as Sabato said, Roma was in good form, but unfortunately they met Fiorentina, who was in even better form. In the first leg between the two sides, with goals from Zhang Jun and Pazzini, Fiorentina defeated Roma 2:0 at home.

In the second leg three days later, Sabato, who was full of confidence, did not even let Zhang Jun start, but sat on the bench with Kru to watch the performances of Van Persie and Montolivo.

Even after returning to their home court, Roma had no better way to deal with the two-goal difference. Because everyone knows Fiorentina's style, even if they are on the road, unless there are referee factors, they will definitely play the away game as their home game. The rotation system is still very suitable at this time, and the fighting spirit of the substitutes makes up for everything. As a result, Zhang Jun and Kru never even warmed up, Sabato saw that the game was always under his control, and simply let the main players rest fully, they will face AC Milan at the Arena AufSchalke in Germany next Wednesday.

In the end, although Roma scored a goal at their home court and successfully prevented the super-offensive Fiorentina from scoring, they still lost to Fiorentina with a total score of 1:2.

It's just that when they lifted the Italian Cup on the road, there was neither thunderous cheers, nor too many fireworks and ribbons. And the players themselves didn't seem excited enough - compared to the league championship, this Italian Cup was really not a big championship, they won it purely to make up the numbers.

More excited than Fiorentina's own players were the Italian media. Many media began to speculate on how likely they were to win the Champions League and how likely they were to win the unprecedented treble after Fiorentina won the cup.

Compared with the team's results, Zhang Jun's personal honor added another one: the top scorer in the Italian Cup. At the same time, he is also leading AC Milan's Gilardino by three goals in the Champions League. In the final game, he is very likely to become the top scorer in the Champions League, so he will also complete the personal top scorer treble.

This season is a season of great harvest for Fiorentina, and it is also a season of great harvest for Zhang Jun. His condition has never been as stable and excellent as this summer. If this state can continue, the Chinese team will definitely go further in the World Cup in South Africa.

And more important than the state is that after experiencing such frequent games, the left ankle that Zhang Jun was most worried about has not shown any signs of problems, he has no injury troubles.

Maybe it's really his father's soul protecting him from above.

The day after winning the Italian Cup, Sabato asked everyone to forget the previous league championship and Italian Cup championship. Now they must concentrate all their energy on the European Champions League final. For Fiorentina, if they want to prove to the world that they are a wealthy team, then there is only one way to win the European Champions League, only a team that has won at least one European Champions League championship is qualified to be called a "wealthy team".

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After saying goodbye to Sophie at home and telling her to be sure to go to Germany to watch his game. Zhang Jun left Florence with the team and flew to Gelsenkirchen, Germany, to prepare for the Champions League final there in three days.

At the same time in China...

He Wen was not at all surprised by Li Yongle's confession, because she knew her position in this man's heart, they would always be together one day. What surprised her a little was that Li Yongle's confession was not as clumsy as she thought, but seemed very romantic and painstaking.

"For this day, I have rehearsed it many times in my heart." Li Yongle held the ring in his hand and stretched it out in front of He Wen's eyes, "Wenwen, are you willing to marry me?"

The romantic candlelight reflected He Wen's face, and the light in her eyes kept jumping. Before today, she was just an ordinary white-collar worker, living a peaceful life, no media knew her, and the vast majority of people in China did not know that there was such a person as her in the world. But after today, everything will definitely not be the same - she will become the fiancée of Li Yongle, a famous football star of Inter Milan. She will not be able to continue to work in her current company and be her ordinary white-collar worker. Many times, she will appear in front of the spotlight with Li Yongle, and a peaceful life will be far away from her.

But at this moment, He Wen did not think so much, she was immersed in great happiness. She didn't even know when she answered "I do", when she reacted, she found that the diamond ring had been put on her finger.

Li Yongle gently caressed the hand with the diamond ring, delicate and soft. "My house in Milan is very big, very empty, and very deserted. I hope that after this summer, you can come over with me and we can live together. Then find a suitable time, we two will get married." Li Yongle has already begun to look forward to the world of two people.

After dinner, Li Yongle personally sent He Wen to her home - which is actually An Ke's home. Since An Ke is not in China for a long time, He Wen found a job in Luoyang and lived in her brother's house, so that she can take care of the two old people. Anyway, the house that An Ke bought specifically for his parents is very big, with many rooms, so there is no fear of not having enough space to live in.

Of course, An Ke also returned to his home this summer, and now the brother and sister are living together.

He Wen, who had a belonging in love, opened the door humming a song, which made An Ke, who was watching TV in the living room, feel very strange. Before dinner tonight, He Wen was in a good mood when she said she was going out, but she refused to say who she was going out with.

After saying hello to his uncle and aunt, He Wen walked into her room. An Ke felt strange and followed her in. Watching He Wen throw her handbag on the bed, and then sit in front of the dressing table to start removing her makeup, while still humming a song.

An Ke tiptoed closer to He Wen. When He Wen found a wretched man in the mirror, she was so frightened that she screamed, but instead startled An Ke.

"Oh yo! Why are you making such a fuss?" An Ke covered his chest and said.

"Who asked you to suddenly appear in people's field of vision?"

"Suddenly?" An Ke felt very wronged, "I've been following you since you came home, and you just found out at this time. Hey, you have something on your mind, He Wen."

"Hehe." He Wen laughed again, it was the kind of infatuated laugh. "I'm going to get married, brother."

"Get married? Oh." An Ke didn't react for a while. "Get married?! Ah! What?! You said you're going to get married? With whom, when, where?"

He Wen continued to smile: "Brother, you will soon have a brother-in-law who is the main midfielder and the core of the whole team of Inter Milan."

An Ke was stunned, he just opened his mouth wide and stood there stunned.

It wasn't until He Wen got up and went to the bathroom that he realized that the main midfielder and core of the whole team of Inter Milan was referring to his high school rival, his opponent on the club - Li Yongle.

An Ke rushed out of He Wen's room, and then shouted in the direction of the bathroom: "I object! How can you marry him?!"

He Wen's voice came from the bathroom: "Objection invalid! It's better to have another brother-in-law than to let him be your brother-in-law, right? Are you worried that I won't cheer for you anymore in the future? Don't worry, I will watch all your games and cheer for you!"

"What if I become his opponent?"

"Does that even need to be asked? I will definitely cheer for Lele! Silly brother!"

"..." An Ke was completely speechless.

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A few days later, Li Yongle and An Ke boarded a flight to Beijing together.

An Ke's family came to see him off, including his sister He Wen. But He Wen came not to see off her brother, but to see off Li Yongle, who was traveling with him. Watching the two of them snuggling together intimately, Li Yongle would occasionally make her laugh with jokes. An Ke was chatting with his parents on the side and seemed absent-minded, and would occasionally glare at the two of them fiercely.

When he heard the news urging passengers to board on the radio, he felt very happy in his heart.

Sure enough, He Wen reluctantly left Li Yongle's arms, but what struck An Ke even more was that the two of them actually kissed goodbye in public! They have only established their relationship for a few days, but the progress is so rapid.

On the plane, Li Yongle grabbed An Ke's hand and said enthusiastically: "Brother! We are a family from now on! Please take care of me!"

An Ke wanted to withdraw his hand, but he found that Li Yongle was holding it very tightly and couldn't get rid of it at all, so he had to accept it. But he still refused to admit defeat verbally: "Damn it, why didn't I realize you were so cheap before?"

Li Yongle smiled, "The power of love is very great."

"You're full of it!" An Ke was very depressed now, he had an extra brother-in-law for no reason. He became a family with Li Yongle's family, what kind of mood will he have in the games with Inter Milan in the future? His sister, who was originally his fan, has now become a fan of Inter Milan, it will be lively when the family gets together in the future...

He Wen will definitely unite with Li Yongle to bully him alone, and Lin Jia likes her quirky sister very much, it seems that he is completely isolated in this family. Thinking of his "miserable life" in the future, An Ke wanted to wipe away his tears secretly.

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Li Yongle and An Ke were the last to report to the national team among the returnee players except for a few people who still had competition tasks. Before them, the domestic players had been training for a period of time, and Wang Yu, Liu Peng, Li Suisheng and others had arrived a day or two earlier than them.

After Li Yongle and An Ke returned to the team, Qiu Suhui ended the training in China, and the team flew directly to Germany, where they would conduct their final training before going to South Africa.

Why choose to train in Germany? Because for the team, there is a very important event arrangement - to watch the top competition in European football live: the European Champions League final.

Looking at high-level games can also help improve the players' own quality. Usually when the Chinese team trains, he will organize them to watch recordings of top European leagues, and if there is a live broadcast, it is best to watch the live broadcast.

For this event arrangement, Qiu Suhui asked a friend to help him buy thirty tickets in one go, not only the players had to watch, but also the members of the coaching staff, including the team doctor, had to go to the scene to watch and learn from others' advanced experiences.

Of course, the tickets were paid for by the Chinese Football Association.

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Zhang Jun, who was preparing for the final in Germany, received a call from Qiu Suhui, telling him that the team was coming to watch the game, and hoped that he would perform well and give his teammates a lesson. Zhang Jun felt a little flattered, he was also a member of the Chinese team, but he didn't expect that now he would become a teacher for his teammates.

In fact, Zhang Jun didn't know that Qiu Suhui had also called Yang Pan, asking the same thing, to play well, perform well, and give his national team teammates a lesson. It's just that both sides were very sensitive before the game, Yang Pan didn't call Zhang Jun, and Zhang Jun didn't call Yang Pan, they didn't know each other.

Originally, Qiu Suhui had indeed said that he would come to watch this game, and Zhang Jun always thought it was just Coach Qiu alone, but he didn't expect that this time it would be a team of thirty people. Thinking of a team of teammates watching his and Yang Pan's game in the stands with great interest, he felt a little strange and uncomfortable.

The day before the game, Sophie took Ren Yudi's private plane to Gelsenkirchen and stayed next to the hotel where Fiorentina was located. However, the two did not meet, but only made a phone call.

However, Ren Yudi, as the chairman of the team, came to the hotel where the team was located. The purpose of his visit was to fulfill the duties of a chairman - not to lecture, but to promise bonuses for winning the championship. No team can work without money, and appropriate high rewards are the key to stimulating the team to go further. Ren Yudi, who came from a business background, knew this well. So in a meeting room in the hotel, Ren Yudi publicly promised in front of more than thirty people in the team:

"If you win the European Champions League championship, each player will receive a minimum of 20,000 euros of personal bonus, the main starters will also receive 20,000 euros of bonus, the substitutes will receive 10,000 euros, and the players who score goals in the final will receive 10,000 euros for each goal, and the players who assist will receive 5,000 euros. The head coach and assistant coach will each receive 20,000 euros, the other members of the coaching team will each receive 10,000 euros, and the other staff members will each receive 5,000 euros." He said casually, and his personal assistant recorded it with a handheld computer next to him.

He didn't say what the reward would be for winning the runner-up, and the players didn't ask. What they were thinking in their hearts was only one thought: only the champion, it can only be the champion! The runner-up is equal to failure, for Fiorentina, a shameful failure!

There must be brave men under heavy rewards, so when Ren Yudi casually reported the bonus in units of 10,000, the players' eyes lit up one by one, like street lights in the evening.

After the distribution, the assistant handed the computer to Ren Yudi, Ren Yudi glanced at it casually, and then returned the computer. Then he looked at the players and said, "Don't worry, I have a lot of money. There is too much money and no place to put it, and someone needs to spend it for me. As long as you can continue to win games, the bonuses will be available at any time. Oh, I almost forgot, there is another message to tell you. If you win the Champions League, then in addition to the league championship bonus, the Italian Cup championship bonus, and the Champions League championship bonus, I will also give you a large bonus - the treble bonus, which is a not a small amount."

Some players had already begun to whistle and cheer, and Ren Yudi was very satisfied with their performance. In professional football, the role of money is very, very important. It is hard to imagine that a team operating in debt will create brilliant achievements.

But among these excited players, there will also be alternatives, such as Zhang Jun and Kru.

The two of them didn't seem to have much concept of money, 100,000 is a lot, and 1 million is also a lot, there is no difference.

Ren Yudi knew Zhang Jun, he was not the kind of person who played football for money. And Kru, if his father hadn't passed away, he would definitely have his eyes shining. But now he is alone, what is the use of so much money?

Looking at the excited players, Ren Yudi smiled: "Work hard tomorrow, for the glory of Fiorentina, and also for your own bonuses." Then he turned and shook hands with Sabato, said goodbye to the team, and left the room with his personal assistant.

Leaving a group of people there fantasizing about the situation after tomorrow's game.

Zhang Jun really has no concept of how much money he makes, anyway, most of his income is let Hua Fang help him invest, money makes money, keeps rolling, and finally becomes a big snowball. He never asks about investment matters, and doesn't even know how many digits are in his deposit in the Swiss bank now.

The motivation to support him to play football is not Ren Yudi's bonus, but Sophie. He turned to look at Kru, this person was also not moved by the bonus at all, what is he playing football for?

Sabato clapped his hands to quiet everyone down, and then said: "Okay, everyone, you all heard it, right? Our boss is very generous, he is not afraid of you asking him for money, he is just afraid that his money can't be spent. So in tomorrow's game, you all give me 120 percent effort, let us win those sons of bitches from Milan!!"

Zhang Jun was sweating in his heart, although Sabato always spoke in this tone. But at least the coach of Milan is his mentor Basten, and Milan has his friends Yang Pan and Kaka, he still felt awkward listening to Sabato calling them that.

I believe Donadel must feel the same as him, Zhang Jun turned to look. But he found that Donadel was raising his arms high, howling like a gorilla...

It seems that Donadel has become a pure Fiorentina player. The power of money is really strong.

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On May 26, the weather in Gelsenkirchen, Germany was very hot as it had entered summer. Xiang Tao kept complaining about the weather today, but Kru reminded him that the game was at night, and the temperature would drop after nightfall. Using the temperature at noon as the standard for the game, obviously he was exaggerating.

On this day, the Fiorentina players mostly slept until 10 am before getting up, they had plenty of time to rest to prepare for the game in the evening.

At the same time, in the hotel where AC Milan was staying, the Milan players got up on time as usual, then did a simple workout in the strength room, and then waited for the start of the game.

Li Yan had lunch and rushed to the venue of this game - Arena AufSchalke, and then sat in the cafe outside chatting with Kagliani, waiting for the game to start, and by the way, let his assistant take some interesting photos as tidbits for this report.

From past five o'clock in the afternoon, fans began to enter the venue one after another, although the final was held in Germany, the most people who came to watch the game live were still the fans of the two participating teams, they came specifically from Italy.

The German dusk has a special flavor, but now no one is in the mood to appreciate it, everyone who appears near Arena AufSchalke only has this Champions League final in their hearts tonight.

When Zhang Jun and the others went out, the evening breeze blew on their faces, and there was no more heat from the daytime. Everyone's breathing became smooth, and now, there was no need to worry about the adverse effects of the weather on the game in the evening.

When the bus arrived outside the stadium, although it was already half past six, the sky was still early, and the sunset hung in the western sky, reluctant to fall, dyeing the western sky blood red.

Arena AufSchalke is golden on one side and dark brown on the other, coupled with various light effects, with the changing colors, it is really a dreamlike stage.

There were still many fans waiting outside the stadium, most of them were people who had not bought tickets for the venue, but were hardcore fans of the team, so they came to the stadium to watch the big screen to show their support for the team.

In the hearts of these fans, as long as they can be closer to their beloved team, it is as if they are fighting side by side with the team.

Among them, the Fiorentina fans were the most fanatical, so when Fiorentina's bus appeared in everyone's sight, the entire square boiled, all were cheers of: "Long live Fiorentina! Long live Fiorentina!" Various banners and slogans were displayed in front of the players.

"You are the kings of Europe!"

"Fiorentina! Invincible!"

"Chinese fans in Germany cheer for Zhang Jun!"

"Forward! Fiorentina! Forward! Champion!"

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This scene touched many players very much. I believe there will be even more crazy fans waiting for them in the stadium.

During the warm-up, the atmosphere in the entire stadium was indeed fanatical. Not only the Fiorentina fans, but also many AC Milan fans. The two sides kept singing and kept shouting, hoping that their voices could overwhelm the other's voices.

Even for Fiorentina players, many of them were only participating in the European Champions League final for the first time, such a scene cannot be compared with a league game, it even surpasses all the other stages of the European Champions League.

"This is really... a big scene!" Gasbarroni exclaimed, at this time he was standing in the center of the field, looking around at the packed stands, and had forgotten to warm up.