ps: Due to the pressure that the public release has put on my VIP stash, I cannot guarantee that I will have 60,000 words stashed in the VIP section while updating the public version three times a week. So after careful consideration, I have decided to change the public version updates to twice a week, specifically on Monday and Saturday mornings.

I hope everyone will pass the word around and understand.

Lin Hai Ting Tao.

05.05.16

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April 4th, home game against Catania.

April 10th, away game against Triestina.

April 16th, away game against Tirana.

April 19th, home game against Ascoli.

April 21st, away game against Salernitana.

April 24th, home game against Arezzo.

May 1st, away game against Treviso.

May 4th, away game against Torino.

May 7th, home game against Empoli.

May 14th, away game against Venice.

This is the remaining schedule for the Serie B league from April to May. There are two weeks with two games each, and one with three games in seven days. The density of the matches stunned Zhang Jun, especially from May 1st to 7th, where the opponents for the three games are currently the third, second, and first-ranked teams in the league, which local media has dubbed the "Devil's Schedule of May."

The previous matches were not easy either. Ascoli and Salernitana were both teams with a glimmer of hope for relegation. Even ordinary fans know that teams with a sliver of hope for relegation are much harder to deal with than teams with the strength to win the championship, because the latter are only fighting for honor, while the former are fighting for survival.

In the April 4th match, Fiorentina was surprisingly held to a draw at home by Catania. Zhang Jun, who had just returned from the national team, seemed a bit tired and not in good form, failing to score. The other players didn't perform well either, which infuriated club president Della Valle. Even a draw for fourth-place Fiorentina required careful consideration of the consequences.

After the president threw a tantrum, the team secured two consecutive victories in the away games on April 10th and 16th. Zhang Jun also scored, with two goals and one assist in the two matches, making him the biggest contributor to the team's two-game winning streak.

"No one doubts Zhang's status and value in this club anymore. When he first came to Fiorentina, Riganò was still hostile, but now the Bull has publicly declared that he has become a fan of Zhang. This Chinese player has conquered his teammates and the discerning Fiorentina fans with his performance... But it must be pointed out that as the league nears its end, the number of times they will see Zhang score will decrease. His amazing form in Fiorentina has also attracted the attention of AC Milan's management. In fact, they have never stopped paying attention to this Chinese striker. Ancelotti has even stated that he wants Zhang to return to the San Siro. Their goal for next season is to win the treble, which will require more high-level players. Zhang Jun is tight-lipped about his plans after the season, but which player can ignore the call of AC Milan? He initially came to Fiorentina to regain his form, and now that he has found it, he will naturally return to Milan."

As the league drew to a close, some Fiorentina media began speculating about Zhang Jun's destination. He seemed to be having a great time in Florence, and he also said that he liked the city and the team very much. But after all, he was only on loan. Unlike Riganò and Di Livio, he was always an outsider.

He didn't have a Fiorentina heart. Who knew if he would abandon Florence and return to Milan?

The media and fans were all speculating, but the person in question trained and played every day as if nothing had happened, joking with the Bull. When someone occasionally asked, he would just smile and say nothing.

No one knew what he was thinking, including captain Di Livio, and his best friend in Florence, the Bull Riganò.

After the match against Ascoli on the 19th, Zhang Jun called Sophie to report on the situation, and Sophie also asked about this issue: "Zhang Jun, what are you thinking? The domestic media seems to want you to return to Milan more, and some media even say that you have already decided to return to Milan, but you just don't want to provoke the Fiorentina fans at this crucial moment, so you have been silent. Many people agree with this speculation."

"It's a pity, they're all wrong. I'm keeping silent because even I haven't figured it out yet," Zhang Jun said with a wry smile. If he accepted an interview, someone would distort his meaning out of context. If he didn't accept an interview, some people would guess even more outrageously.

He really hadn't figured it out yet, and he didn't have time to think about it. The team's promotion push had reached a critical moment. The team was training every day, and the tense atmosphere was obvious. How could he be distracted to think about something a month away?

The team had been on a winning streak, squeezing out Treviso, who had two losses and one draw, and leaping to third place, while leaving fourth-place Treviso four points behind, only two points behind second-place Torino.

The situation was very delicate. The entire Fiorentina team didn't dare to be careless. They had been mired in Serie B for three years, and every year they were just one step away from Serie A, only to fail in the end.

"Don't you have time to think about it?" Sophie, being clever, immediately guessed the reason.

"Yeah, the team is very tense right now, they can't afford to make a single mistake. And the schedule is very tight. We just finished a week with two games, and now we're heading into another one."

"Then... is your left foot okay?" Sophie asked with concern.

"Yeah, I've been asking the club's physical therapist to massage it for me. Although it's not as good as traditional Chinese massage, it's still passable. I haven't seen any Chinese medicine shops in Florence."

Sophie sighed softly: "We're not together, so I can't take care of you. You have to pay more attention to yourself. After the league is over, there's also the World Cup..."

Zhang Jun smiled: "You don't have to worry about me, Sophie. I'm not a child anymore, I can take care of myself. To be honest, Sophie, I've learned a lot in Florence in the past half-season."

"It's good that you feel that way. Oh, right, I have good news to tell you. It's been confirmed that I will be going to Germany as an intern photojournalist for the World Cup. Do you know what my task is? Hehe, I'm specifically responsible for taking photos related to the Chinese team!"

Zhang Jun was pleasantly surprised: "Doesn't that mean we will have more time together?"

"Yes!"

"That's great, that's great. Whose idea was it? I have to thank him properly!" Zhang Jun clicked his tongue. Just thinking about being with Sophie made the difficult schedule ahead seem insignificant. Zhang Jun couldn't wait for the league to end. Now, he had one more reason to look forward to the World Cup.

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Salernitana was a relegation-threatened team, and Fiorentina still had to play away. Fiorentina couldn't even afford a draw in this match.

The atmosphere in the locker room was very tense. The Salernitana players vowed before the match to take all three points at home and lay a solid foundation for their relegation battle. Mondonico arranged a defensive counter-attack strategy for the away game. He had Zhang Jun play alone at the front, with Riganò retreating slightly. The team would mainly use long passes, with Riganò setting up Zhang Jun, who would then break through and threaten the opponent's goal. This was the offensive tactic that Fiorentina had been training for a week. Mondonico had placed all his hopes on Zhang Jun and Riganò.

Zhang Jun was now the offensive core of Fiorentina, and no one had any objections to this tactic.

Salernitana's coach, the Argentinian Aldo Ammazzalorso, declared before the match that Zhang Jun's good form had come to an end. "I know he has scored some goals. He is in good form, and of course, he is also very lucky. But today, his good luck will end here. The continuous battles have made him tired. He will not score again. I guarantee you."

This was what the coach told the media, and it was also what he told his players. He was so stupid that he would hint to his players to relax their vigilance.

He would pay the price for his stupidity, so Zhang Jun scored.

Di Livio's long pass from the backfield was headed on by Riganò, relying on his strong physique, and then he headed it to Zhang Jun in front.

Zhang Jun ran forward before receiving the ball. He looked back at the ball, and then turned his head to look around. The captain's pass was sudden, and the Salernitana players hadn't had time to return to defense. Now there were only two defenders behind him, one who had just gone up to compete with the Bull, and the other who was five meters away from him.

When he had done all this, the ball had also arrived. He used his right foot to lead the ball forward, which allowed him to take advantage of his speed without having to stop.

The ball bounced once and flew forward. The opponent's defender was getting closer and closer. Zhang Jun looked up again, and the goalkeeper had already come out. After determining the goalkeeper's position, he already knew what to do.

Zhang Jun accelerated to catch up with the ball, and then his right instep suddenly flicked! The ball quickly drilled past the goalkeeper's ribs, bouncing and rolling into the goal!

This was a classic fast break!

Fiorentina took the lead away from home!

Zhang Jun scored his seventeenth goal in Serie B! For someone who had only played half a season, seventeen goals were enough to make other strikers blush with shame. He truly deserved the name of efficient striker.

Fiorentina, who took the lead in the thirtieth minute of the first half, carried the defensive counter-attack to the extreme. Eight of their players retreated to their own half, leaving only a tall and fast forward combination in front, forcing Salernitana to be cautious even when attacking, always on their guard.

In the subsequent match, Salernitana attacked frantically, leaving loopholes in their defense, and in the eighty-second minute, Fiorentina took advantage of an indirect free kick opportunity to have Riganò head the ball in, sealing the victory.

After the match, good news came from Turin. Torino drew at home! As a result, Fiorentina had the same number of points as Torino, ranking third, while fourth-place Treviso lost, and the gap between them and Fiorentina widened to six points.

In the next round, Fiorentina will face mid-table Arezzo at home, with a very high chance of winning. Torino, on the other hand, will have to challenge league-leading Empoli away from home. The schedule arrangement is favorable to Fiorentina, so it depends on whether they can seize this opportunity and surpass Torino.

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"If we win against Arezzo, and Torino is defeated by Empoli at home, then we will be three points ahead of them..." Zhang Jun murmured to himself, looking at the upcoming five rounds of matches. "We are at home, and Empoli is also at home. In terms of strength, Empoli is definitely above Torino, and they also have the home advantage... It won't be easy for them to lose, right?"

Zhang Jun was already familiar with the name Torino when he was a fan and a student, but it wasn't because Juventus was in this northern city, but because of another team in the city, a team named after the city. Before that plane crash, AC Torino was the symbol of the city of Turin. Even today, many die-hard Torino fans believe so.

Zhang Jun began to learn about this legendary team because of that plane crash.

As one of the earliest teams in Italy, Torino was founded in 1890, formerly known as Turin International. In 1906, they almost won their first national championship after their founding. Due to being forced to a draw in the final match, they conceded the championship to AC Milan by one point. In the 1927-28 season, Torino won the first league trophy in the club's history.

The Italian football scene of the 1930s and 1940s belonged to one city – Turin.

In the first decade, Juventus, led by owner Edoardo Agnelli, won the only five consecutive Serie A titles in the history of the league. From the 1930-31 season to the 1934-35 season, they won one hundred and fifteen games, drew thirty, and lost twenty-one in one hundred and sixty-six games, scoring three hundred and eighty-four goals and conceding one hundred and fifty-one.

The second decade belonged to AC Torino's "Red Bull Dynasty." Before World War II, they won the second league championship in their history, and successfully defended their title in the second season. In 1943, the flames of World War II arrived, and the Serie A league was forced to be interrupted for two sessions. This interruption can be said to be God's will, because the Red Bull lost the best opportunity to surpass their city rivals Juventus. They were never able to complete the feat of exceeding the "five consecutive championships", which they were originally very likely to achieve.

That team produced many Italian football elites, including Grandi, Gamberto, and Ferraris... but the most famous and successful of them was Valentino Mazzola, a city hero cultivated by Torino himself.

In the 1946-47 season, under the leadership of renowned coach Ferero, Torino achieved an impressive record of twenty-eight wins, seven draws, and three losses in thirty-eight league matches (at that time, the three-point system had not yet been adopted).

Almost no one in the entire Apennine Peninsula could resist the iron hooves of the "Red Bull". They scored a staggering one hundred and four goals, conceded only thirty-five goals, and won the championship by a margin of more than ten points over second-place Juventus. Apart from Juventus, who scored eighty-three goals, and AC Milan, who scored seventy-five goals, no other Serie A team was able to reach sixty goals that season, which shows how strong Torino was. Mazzola also became the true soul and leader of Torino, winning the league's top scorer award with twenty-nine goals.

The following year, Torino went even further, achieving twenty-nine wins, seven draws, and two losses, scoring one hundred and twenty-five goals, conceding thirty-three goals, and successfully defending their title with sixty-five points, leaving second-place AC Milan far behind by sixteen points! Their one hundred and twenty-five goals also became a myth, a monument, and the largest and most dazzling pearl in a crown. They destroyed the goals of almost all their opponents. AC Milan, who scored the second most goals, only had seventy-six, which was forty-nine goals less than Torino!

This achievement was very rare, even in that era that emphasized offense.

During Torino's most glorious period, the Italian national team's starting eleven, except for the goalkeeper, were all Torino players. According to legend, in a friendly match, because almost all of the starting players were Torino players, the Italian coach simply had the Italian team wear Torino's red jerseys for the match, and Mazzola wore the captain's armband just like he did in Torino.

Then perhaps even the heavens couldn't bear to see such an achievement, or perhaps it was simply because "God is not a Torino fan." Torino, who dominated Serie A, was completely wiped out by a sudden plane crash.

On May 4, 1949, Torino returned home after playing in the Latin Cup in Lisbon, Portugal with Benfica. The plane had a problem and crashed into the Superga mountain near Turin. The people who went out to play never returned. When the bodies of the heroes were carried back to Turin, all the Torino fans surrounded the streets, weeping. Even the fans of their city rivals Juventus came to mourn.

Italian football lost a group of elites, and Torino lost an entire team. On that day, AC Torino's red uniforms became dazzling because of the blood.

With only a few rounds left in the league, Torino didn't even have a first team. Helplessly, they had to send their youth team to participate. At this time, the most touching scene occurred. All of their remaining opponents also sent their respective youth teams to play against them. This allowed Torino to finally win the championship, completing their four consecutive championships, but they were no longer able to catch up with Juventus's "five consecutive championships" record in the previous decade. In the following year's league, the severely injured Torino team didn't even make the top three.

Thereafter, Torino went through ups and downs for several decades. In the 1975-76 season, with Pricci's tireless and frantic goals, Torino was brought to its peak. That year, they finally won the championship. This was the last time they won the Serie A championship trophy.

Later, in the 1980s, the Italian foreign star market, which had been closed for many years, reopened, and the Italian Serie A league became a galaxy of stars, gradually known as the "Little World Cup". However, due to the lack of strong financial support, Torino was unable to purchase big-name stars to strengthen themselves. Subsequently, they became a league elevator, constantly struggling between Serie A, Serie B, and Serie C.

By the 1992-93 season, when they defeated Roma to win the Italian Cup, the once glorious "Red Bull Dynasty" left the world with only a desolate back, leaving countless people sighing.

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There have been many football tragedies in history. The Heysel Stadium disaster has the highest profile due to media coverage, and there are also the Manchester United Munich air disaster and the 1993 Zambian air disaster. These can be said to be devastating losses, leaving countless people with pain. But Zhang Jun always believed that the most heartbreaking was only the Torino Superga air disaster. Because a once glorious dynasty suddenly disappeared at its most dazzling moment, and an invincible great team never stood up again after that.

Zhang Jun thought of the plane crash, and he noted the time of the match with Torino, May 4th!

He shook his head with a wry smile. That day was the fifty-seventh anniversary of the Superga air disaster.

Perhaps the game would be harder than they initially thought.

Why did it have to be on this day? He sighed helplessly.

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The match against Arezzo at home was as Zhang Jun had expected. Fiorentina easily won without any suspense. Zhang Jun scored another goal, helping the team take all three points with an unbelievable goal-scoring efficiency. On the other side, as Zhang Jun had expected, Torino was defeated 0:1 by Empoli away from home. Although the Torino people believed that the penalty awarded was non-existent, they were very angry, but the result of the match could not be changed. They had no conclusive evidence, and appealing was futile.

With four rounds remaining in the league, Fiorentina surpassed Torino to become second in the league. They were three points ahead of Torino, and the situation was in their favor.

But now was still not the time to celebrate. In the next match, they would challenge fourth-place Treviso away from home. Torino was also away from home, and their opponent was Perugia, who was seventh in the league, a team with a very good chance of entering the top six and returning to Serie A through the playoffs.

Although Treviso was ranked fourth, in terms of strength and morale, they were no match for the current Fiorentina.

For the Fiorentina people who had been away from Serie A for four years, their wait for promotion had become impatient. They couldn't wait to return to Serie A, and they didn't even have the patience to wait for the playoffs. Being directly promoted was the most beautiful result.

The fans had such thoughts, and so did the team.

Now, most of the players in the team had accompanied the team from Serie C2 all the way up. At the beginning, the team was even unable to pay their wages. Now, the dream they had been fighting for for four years was right in front of them. Who wouldn't be excited?

These days, the team was always discussing what to do after being promoted to Serie A, and everyone had an excited smile on their faces.

Even club president Della Valle couldn't hide his longing for a return to Serie A. He publicly told the media: "This will be a wonderful May. We have enough ability to be promoted to Serie A, and we will definitely succeed. Every Fiorentina fan will cheer and be proud of that day!"

In this situation, it was very rare to be able to maintain a calm head and not be overwhelmed by the situation. Coach Mondonico was one of them.

He constantly poured cold water on the players in training, telling them to calm down and not repeat the tragic scene of being too happy and giving up in the playoffs the year before. But it had little effect. People always forget the pain after the scars have healed, and they easily forget that they have capsized in the same ditch countless times because of the beauty in front of them.

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On May 1st, on this day of the workers' holiday, Fiorentina challenged the home team at Treviso's Stadio Omobono Tenni.

They had to win this match to guarantee their lead over Torino. But the beginning of the match wasn't as beautiful as the Fiorentina people had imagined.

Twenty minutes passed, Fiorentina hadn't lost the ball, nor had they scored.

Thirty minutes passed, Fiorentina still hadn't lost the ball, and they still hadn't scored.

Forty-five minutes passed, the first half ended, Fiorentina still hadn't scored, and the only thing to be thankful for was that they hadn't lost the ball yet.

During the half-time break, Mondonico scolded the players on the field in the locker room: "Look at your performance in the first half! It's a mess! A mess! What are you all thinking about? Promotion? That's still far away! Now, I'm telling you, put aside those boring thoughts, and first think about how to win this match! We didn't lose the ball in the first half because we were lucky, and they lacked an excellent striker. If we can't win the second half, you and I will have to run back to Florence!"

Mondonico's scolding worked, and Fiorentina's performance in the second half was completely different from the first half. They actively attacked in the away game, turning the tables and constantly putting pressure on Treviso.

When the pressure reached a critical point, it was also when the opponent was crushed.

Mondonico was right. Treviso was overtaken by Fiorentina in the standings and widened the gap. One very important reason was that they lacked someone who could deliver the final blow and end the match.

In contrast to Treviso, Fiorentina happened to have such a person – their number 11, Zhang Jun.

The two sides stalemated until the seventy-ninth minute, when Zhang Jun broke the deadlock. He used his specialty, a direct free kick, to give Fiorentina a 1-0 lead in the away game.

The thousand or so Fiorentina fans who had come with the team cheered and applauded for Zhang Jun. This was also Zhang Jun's nineteenth goal in Serie B, almost averaging one goal per game!

After taking the lead, Fiorentina resolutely carried out the defensive counter-attack, just like they had done in the away game against Salernitana, with eight players defending and two attacking. Zhang Jun used to hate this kind of play, but in the current situation, such a defensive counter-attack was the best tactic. They didn't attack completely, nor did they give up on attacking. It was very clever.

The difference in the level of the strikers determined the outcome of this match. Fiorentina narrowly defeated Treviso in the away game, taking all three points. The latter almost surrounded Fiorentina and bombarded them in the last ten minutes, but they just couldn't score.

After the match, Treviso's coach, Giancarlo D'Astoli, said sourly: "We just need a Zhang, and it wouldn't be a problem to win the championship this season. This is the reason for our loss in this match."

One good news after another.

When the Fiorentina players heard in the locker room that Torino had been forced to a draw by Perugia, the cheers could be heard clearly in the hallway.

"Torino drew! Torino drew!"

Mondonico waved his hand to quiet everyone down. He smiled and said to everyone: "Very happy, right?"

"Yes!" A dozen people answered him loudly together.

"But if we hadn't been nervous in the second half, could we still be cheering so happily now?" Mondonico's rhetorical question made everyone unable to laugh. "What does this show? At a critical moment, no matter whether our competitors win or lose, it doesn't matter to us. What matters is that we ourselves can't make mistakes. Our destiny is in our own hands. The next match is our decisive battle! Defeat them at Torino's home ground, and we will be directly promoted! Let the opponents go to the playoffs!"

"Yes! Defeat Torino! Promote early!" Someone shouted, and more people raised their arms and shouted with him.

Even Zhang Jun, such an "outsider", shouted: "Promote early!"

He wasn't out of a desire for Fiorentina's four-year dream to be realized early, but because promoting early would give him an extra week and a half of rest. He was already feeling exhausted and urgently needed to rest.

Just like in Volendam, after helping the team win the Dutch Cup, if you were to ask him what he wanted to do most now, he would still answer: "Sleep."

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In the following two days, the entire Fiorentina team fell into a state of excited frenzy, but unlike half a week ago, they were all thinking about how to defeat Torino, not where to go on vacation after being promoted.

Zhang Jun went to the physiotherapy room more often, almost every time after training he had to ask masseur Daniele Miselli to massage his left foot. Because he felt a slight pain there.

Zhang Jun believed that it was caused by the matches being too dense. He already had an injury there, and now there were so many matches, his left foot didn't get a good rest at all, which might cause the old injury to recur? But now he couldn't stop. Serie B had reached the final stage, and he had to grit his teeth and persevere no matter what, and then there was the World Cup, which he couldn't give up either. Since he couldn't get rest, he could only do more massage to relax. Now, apart from the old captain Di Livio, he was the most frequent visitor to the physiotherapy room in the entire team, and both masseurs were very familiar with him.

Seeing Zhang Jun come in, Miselli got up to greet him and took off the sheet on the massage bed.

Zhang Jun returned the greeting and found that captain Di Livio was also receiving a massage.

"Here again, Zhang?" Di Livio took the initiative to greet him, without the airs of a senior player. The longer you are in contact with this person, the more you will discover his admirable qualities. He is easy-going and always goes out of his way to help those in need. The new players are happy to talk to him, and whenever they have trouble, even if the captain can't solve it, he will be a good listener.

But Zhang Jun had never confided anything to Di Livio. When he was first loaned here, he went through so many changes, and his emotions were not high, but he still buried many things in his heart. He didn't confide in anyone and gradually persevered.

Because of this, Di Livio has always been very interested in Zhang Jun. In his opinion, Zhang Jun is very cheerful, so he is popular, but behind the cheerfulness there is always some melancholy, which will be revealed unintentionally.

Zhang Jun returned the greeting politely, and then sat on the side of the bed, watching Miselli prepare.

"I see you coming to the physiotherapy room often these days, is your left ankle uncomfortable?" Di Livio knew that Zhang Jun's left ankle had suffered a serious injury that almost forced him to retire.

Zhang Jun shook his head: "No, it's just that there have been a lot of matches recently, and I feel a little tired, so I'm coming to massage and relax."

"Well, the match schedule has been too tight recently. I can only play one game and rest one game now. But grit your teeth, if we win tomorrow's match, we will be promoted early, and everyone can rest for the remaining two rounds. You see, I'm also getting a massage now, I also have to play in the match."

"But you just played the full ninety minutes in the last match." Zhang Jun was a little surprised. Di Livio was old after all, and now he sits on the bench in many matches. Even if he doesn't play, it is a kind of spiritual encouragement to the players on the field.

"Yes, I just played a full ninety minutes. But I must play in tomorrow's match, because we must win. We have all fought our way up from Serie C2, and we have reached this point, how can I retreat? It's you, you will have to participate in the World Cup in June. It's been hard for you to be loaned over here for this half-season."

Zhang Jun quickly waved his hand: "Don't say that, since I'm here, I have to contribute. It's my duty, captain."

"Will you be going back to Milan after the loan period is over?"

Zhang Jun shook his head with a wry smile: "I haven't figured it out yet, captain." He really hadn't figured it out yet, or rather, the escapist personality deep in his character made him automatically choose to avoid this choice.

Di Livio didn't know whether this "haven't figured it out" was really that he hadn't figured it out, or just an excuse. There are more and more speculations outside about whether he will leave or stay, but he has not stood up to explain it.

"Then, let's do our best to play well in tomorrow's match first." Di Livio sat up, he was done. "I'll go first, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Zhang Jun waved his hand while lying on the bed. Di Livio left, and the captain's words touched him again. He felt that he should consider this issue. It was good to have nothing to do while massaging, so let's think about it.

He has been on this team for almost half a year, and he really likes this team and this city. He has achieved preliminary success here, and has a good relationship with his teammates, coaches, and fans. Everything is like a replica of his time in Volendam.

This is certainly good, but to achieve greater success, will staying in a team like Fiorentina have a future? Due to his great success in Serie B, not only AC Milan wants to recall him, but also Serie A giants such as Inter Milan, Juventus, and Roma are beckoning to him.

Where to go, to be honest, he is really very hesitant. Going to a big team is in itself a move to prove his value, and it is indeed easier to succeed, because he is standing on the shoulders of giants. And in Fiorentina? Maybe he will succeed, maybe not. After all, the current Fiorentina is too different from the one that had Batistuta, Rui Costa, and Toldo. The future is always full of uncertain factors, but there are more variables in starting in Fiorentina than in a big team. He is already twenty-four years old, and his youth is not long. Zhang Jun dare not bet his entire future on the possible promoted team Fiorentina.

If he can help Fiorentina accomplish a great feat like promotion, just like Maradona did in Naples, that would naturally be the best. But now he is the offensive core, and will he still be in the future? He feels good in this team now, but will he still feel good in the future? Fiorentina is ambitious, but compared with the "Shoe King" Della Valle and the "Oil King" Moratti family, the Fiat boss Agnelli family, and the Italian Prime Minister Berlusconi, his little wealth is really nothing.

If the investment fails, and he invests heavily in Fiorentina but sees no results, will he still be interested and ambitious to continue throwing money into it? What can he use to compete with those big giants?

There are too many variables, and these all affect Zhang Jun's judgment.

Emotionally, he prefers Fiorentina, but reason tells him that if he wants to achieve greater achievements, perhaps choosing Fiorentina may not have the results he wants.

This complex choice, coupled with the constant battles recently, Zhang Jun actually fell asleep during the massage.

When he was awakened by Miselli, the massage was over. He smiled embarrassedly at Miselli, and then got up and left.

To go? Or to stay?

It seems that he still hasn't come up with a result. Forget it, let's talk about it after playing the match with Torino.

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"Red Bull" is the nickname of this team, because their team emblem has an angry bull, and because their team is red. Just like their nickname, they were once like angry bulls, making the entire Apennine Peninsula tremble with fear.

Once they were a dynasty, infinitely glorious. Now they only have a back, letting the legend fade slowly in people's memories, while they themselves are struggling in Serie B.

They are Fiorentina's opponent in this round of Serie B – Torino.