Chapter 1 Every team and player wants to be a hero when facing Fiorentina. In the first half of the season, they wanted to break Fiorentina's undefeated record. Now, they hope to prevent Fiorentina from reaching the top.

Even a slight tug could earn someone praise, like Sampdoria. No team in Serie A history has likely won the championship in such an unpopular fashion.

But who can stop Fiorentina now, simply by saying they will?

"Fantastic! Zhang Jun's free kick equalizes the score for Fiorentina! Udinese's lead has vanished in an instant!"

Only the cheers of Fiorentina fans echoed in the Stadio Friuli, silencing the home fans. Meanwhile, at the San Siro, a deathly silence hung over the stands. The first half was nearing its end, and AC Milan was encountering difficulties. Lazio proved more challenging than they had anticipated, with the score still at 0-0.

Despite conceding a goal within the first minute, Fiorentina's performance throughout the first half was aggressive, and they successfully equalized. Consequently, Sabato didn't unleash his frustration in the locker room. Instead, he praised the team's efforts in the first half.

"Those sons of bitches are waiting for us to fail; no one wants us to win the championship early. But we'll do just that, and show those bastards that the ones who can stop us haven't been born yet!" Sabato motivated the team with his usual coarse language. "Maintain the pressure in the second half. Winning is the only objective!" He slammed his fist on the tactical board.

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"We absolutely cannot allow Fiorentina to win the championship early on our home turf; it's an insult to us!" Udinese's radio commentator rallied the fans during halftime. Throughout the break, the voices of Fiorentina fans drowned out those of the Udinese fans, much to the commentator's displeasure. It was their home stadium, yet it felt like an away game due to the opposing fans.

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When the second half resumed, Udinese genuinely tried to put up a brave fight on their home ground, but their courageous efforts lasted only fifteen minutes. Fiorentina's two consecutive goals in the sixteenth and seventeenth minutes of the second half completely shattered their will.

Both goals were scored by Zhang Jun, bringing his personal tally for the season to thirty-four, just two goals short of his thirty-six from the previous season.

In the sixteenth minute, Zhang Jun received the ball outside the penalty area and suddenly unleashed a long-range shot. Udinese's defenders and goalkeeper never expected Zhang Jun, who usually only shoots inside the box, to take a long shot. The ball bypassed De Sanctis's hands and flew into the net.

This goal sent Fiorentina's fans into raptures and left Udinese's fans deeply disheartened. As Udinese's players prepared to counterattack after the restart, they suffered another significant blow.

Just one minute later, a passing error in Udinese's attacking third allowed Fiorentina to launch a quick counterattack. Zhang Jun received a pass from Krøldrup in front of the penalty area and forcefully broke into the box with his speed. Facing De Sanctis, who came out to narrow the angle, he calmly slotted the ball into the far corner of the goal…

"Hat trick! Amazing! I've never seen such a formidable striker! He can easily complete a hat trick in such a tense match! Just when the opponents manage to ignite a glimmer of hope, he always snuffs it out in time…" The Sky Italia commentator's voice traveled across Italy via radio waves, while Udinese's radio commentator fell silent.

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"3-1?" Kaká stared at the score displayed on the San Siro's screen, hardly believing his eyes. Two minutes ago, the score was 1-1, unchanged for a long time. Then, a minute ago, it became 2-1, and now, another minute has passed, and it's 3-1…

"Zhang Jun is on fire?"

"Is there even a need to ask? The league championship is within reach; when else would he unleash his power?" Yang Pan patted Kaká's shoulder. "Don't be distracted; we still have a game to play. Don't worry about what's happening over there; it's important to play our own game well. Lazio is not an easy opponent…"

Kaká turned his gaze back to the main screen, where the score still read 0-0.

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Having completed his hat trick, Zhang Jun was substituted off by Van Persie. His task was complete, and he needed to rest. More important matches awaited him.

Sitting on the bench, Zhang Jun chatted and joked with his teammates, relaxed as he waited for the game to end. In his opinion, regardless of the outcome at the San Siro, as long as they won, there would be no suspense. And a 3-1 scoreline was enough to ensure their victory in this match.

He took off his cleats, tossed them aside, leaned back in his chair, and comfortably stretched. It was a commonplace action, but the media captured it, and the photo was widely circulated after the match. Many said that Zhang Jun had a great mentality, and this highly anticipated showdown had become a joke.

When the referee blew the final whistle, the media didn't see Fiorentina's players rushing onto the field to celebrate their early championship victory because the match at the San Siro wasn't over yet.

Fiorentina's players heard the news of AC Milan's draw with Lazio in the locker room.

At that moment, they truly erupted, shouting "Long live Lazio!" and wildly celebrating their early league title defense!

After the match, all the media reported the news of Fiorentina's early championship victory. Although some were unwilling, they couldn't ignore Fiorentina's unprecedented success this season. Photos of Fiorentina celebrating amid a shower of purple confetti were used by many media outlets. At this point, they could only use every laudatory term to express their congratulations to Fiorentina for defending the league title.

The five-crown achievement was already remarkable; now, Fiorentina had only one goal left—the Champions League.

Although they had clinched the title early, the championship trophy would be presented when they returned to play at home. And the next round of league matches just happened to be at Fiorentina's home ground, but their opponents were not to be trifled with: AC Milan, who had just been robbed of the championship…

Some AC Milan fans were already calling for Milan fans to go to the Stadio Artemio Franchi and resolutely disrupt Fiorentina's trophy celebration.

AC Milan's club officials chose to remain silent on the matter. Perhaps for them, the season would still end empty-handed, and no matter how they vented their anger on Fiorentina, it wouldn't make up for the loss. Besides, they weren't even sure if they could vent that anger.

Fiorentina wasn't so easily bullied.

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Zhang Jun didn't start in the match against AC Milan, but he didn't sit in the stands either. He was on the bench. Sabato, considering that AC Milan was the league's second-place team after all, was afraid of an upset at home, so he put Zhang Jun on the bench as a precaution.

The progress of this match was very tortuous. AC Milan didn't say anything, but they used practical actions to prove that they were unwilling to just hand over the championship trophy to Fiorentina. Although the championship already belonged to Fiorentina, Milan still wanted to play the "villain" who stirred up trouble at this award ceremony.

Kaká scored the first goal for AC Milan in the seventh minute of the opening. After receiving a pass from Yang Pan, he shot from the small penalty area line. Frey had no way to save such a close-range shot. The ball went into the net, and AC Milan took the lead away from home.

While this goal delighted AC Milan's fans, Fiorentina's fans were not too discouraged, because the previous league match also saw them concede first and then come back to win. In their view, the current Fiorentina would achieve the same result—victory—regardless of whether they took the lead or fell behind first.

But soon Kaká scored another goal in the twenty-fourth minute, again receiving a pass from Yang Pan and then scoring with a long shot from the corner of the large penalty area. Although Frey tried his best to save it, Kaká's shot was too tricky and he couldn't reach it.

Leading by two goals made Milan fans ecstatic, while Fiorentina fans began to feel uneasy.

Sure enough, AC Milan wasn't a team of the same caliber as Udinese.

"It looks like AC Milan is doing a very successful job of stirring things up. Two goals have stunned Fiorentina, and they can't organize an effective attack at all! It's a pity that AC Milan has this ability; why didn't they show it earlier?" Sky Italia's commentator sighed. Yes, if AC Milan could have shown the momentum of this match in other matches and kept a close grip on Fiorentina, why would they have been reduced to playing such a small role as troublemakers at someone else's award ceremony?

Van Basten obviously had the same idea as the commentator, so even though his team was leading Fiorentina by two goals, he didn't feel happy at all. Instead, he stood on the sidelines with a blank expression, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Why did AC Milan always have to explode with great energy only in times of crisis?

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Although they were behind, Sabato didn't show any signs of anxiety, which was different from his yelling and cursing in the previous league match. Maybe it was because the league championship was already in hand, so the continuous unbeaten record didn't matter.

Like Van Basten, he sat on the coaching bench with a blank expression, neither getting up to direct the battle nor showing any expression changes. This calmness was very strange.

The first half passed in this strange calm. AC Milan led Fiorentina 2-0, and Milan fans sang "Milan, Milan" throughout the halftime break. They hoped to emulate the Fiorentina fans' performance in Friuli and turn this place into a second San Siro.

No one knew what Sabato said to his men in the locker room during the halftime break. Zhang Jun didn't go to the locker room with the starting players, but instead warmed up on the field according to Sabato's arrangement—all the players on the bench had to warm up on the field during halftime, which wasn't unexpected.

After the second half of the match restarted, there was no major change on the field. AC Milan and Fiorentina took turns attacking and defending. Fiorentina obviously stepped up their offensive, and in the sixty-fifth minute of the match, Pazzini scored a goal with a header.

This goal excited Fiorentina's fans for a while, but AC Milan soon adjusted their formation to a defensive one. In this way, even if Fiorentina wanted to attack, they didn't have many ways to deal with AC Milan's dense defense.

Sabato looked at Van Basten standing on the sidelines and said to Di Livio: "Go call Zhang Jun back; it's time for him to play."

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When Zhang Jun reappeared on the field, the Stadio Artemio Franchi erupted in huge cheers, even louder than the cheers when Pazzini scored just now. This showed Zhang Jun's position in the hearts of Fiorentina fans.

After Zhang Jun came on, Fiorentina's offense became more directional and more powerful. And Zhang Jun's personal ability was also an important factor in changing the situation. After all, the world's number one striker couldn't be easily replaced by others.

Sabato substituted Zhang Jun in the seventy-sixth minute of the match, leaving him with less than twenty minutes. Whether Fiorentina's continuous unbeaten record could be continued depended on the last dozen minutes.

After Zhang Jun came on, Fiorentina's offensive strengthened, while AC Milan retreated across the board, forming a situation where Fiorentina besieged AC Milan.

Sky Italia's commentator was criticizing Van Basten for being too conservative at this time, fearing that it would ruin the great situation. And Milan's radio commentator believed that choosing to be conservative at the critical moment was correct. With AC Milan's strength, they wanted to defend, and there weren't many people in the world who could break through it.

He said this just as injury time began, and the score was still 2-1, with AC Milan leading. It seemed that what he said was correct; Milan had indeed defended.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Fiorentina scored…

"Gooooooooooooal!! Zhang—Jun—! Too magical, too incredible! In the second minute of injury time, Fiorentina equalized the score! AC Milan paid the price for their conservatism! They chose to defend when they had an advantage, and they finally tasted the bitterness!" Sky Italia's commentator shouted hysterically, and on the scene at the Stadio Artemio Franchi, it had become a purple ocean.

What did equalizing the score at this time mean? It meant that Fiorentina's continuous unbeaten record could be continued, that their award ceremony was perfect, and that they had won the championship early.

The Milan players looked at Zhang Jun, who was hugging and celebrating with his teammates, in disbelief. Just a moment, a moment of carelessness, created an irreversible mistake. A very ordinary cross from the wing by Gasbarroni, Zhang Jun barely headed the ball under the interference of two defenders, but the ball drew a strange arc, bypassing the goalkeeper's hand and flying into the goal… Such a goal was more luck than strength. Even God didn't want Fiorentina to lose?

Watching the three points in hand turn into one point, even the always gentle Van Basten couldn't help punching the top of the coaching bench. But who could he blame?

"This isn't the first time Fiorentina has given us a good show of turning the tide at the last moment. They have repeatedly turned defeat into victory in the situation of being behind this season. Such a tenacious Fiorentina is almost invincible!" Sky Italia's commentator gave all the praise he could think of to Fiorentina. Now that Fiorentina was the champion of Italy, no amount of praise was too much.

As soon as AC Milan kicked the ball out, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the match. The Stadio Artemio Franchi suddenly became an ocean of joy. Fiorentina's supporters would welcome their third league championship trophy here, while the disappointed AC Milan had to leave here as soon as possible. In the end, they only added some fun to the process of this ceremony, and nothing changed at all.

Winning the Serie A league championship for three consecutive years was something that no team had been able to do in the recent ten years of Serie A, whether it was AC Milan, Juventus, or Inter Milan. Fiorentina had done what they had failed to do so easily, winning the league championship with a continuous unbeaten record, a five-crown king, accomplished!

Before the season, when Fiorentina shouted that they wanted to win six championships, people were laughing at them. Now it seemed that it was these shallow people who should be laughed at.

"This is a miracle in Serie A in the past ten years. Three consecutive league championships, and they are more likely to achieve the best results in history, three-crown kings for two consecutive years, one of which may be the great six-crown kings…" The commentator looked at the Fiorentina fans pouring into the field and murmured. After commentating on Serie A for so many years, the commentator finally saw a real miracle.

"Unprecedented, and probably never to be repeated." Li Yan looked at the excited Fiorentina players and only had this sentence to express his mood at this moment. He wasn't excited anymore. After all, he had seen the more crazy World Cup championship. Now he only had happiness, and he was happy for Zhang Jun and the others who had worked hard for a season.

When Zhang Jun, in the worship of tens of thousands of Fiorentina fans, raised the championship trophy symbolizing the highest honor of the Italian Serie A league, the atmosphere at the scene reached its peak, and everyone was shouting: "Long live Fiorentina!"

For two whole seasons, Zhang Jun didn't get much rest time. He fought tirelessly on various fields, won countless honors, and was loved by fans all over the world, and all of this was exchanged for his own efforts and sweat.

Now, he was only one step away from his peak—the European Champions League.

It can be said that where there is a will, there is a way. God rewards hard work!

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Although Fiorentina won the Serie A championship for three consecutive seasons, the matter was sensational, but it didn't last long, because people were waiting to explode their emotions at the most important moment. After another round of league matches, Fiorentina would go to the San Siro with the expectations of all of Italy to face Barcelona, who came from afar. This was the peak showdown of the European Champions League. Only by winning this last trophy could Fiorentina's season be considered perfect.

Now the entire Fiorentina team was preparing for this final battle, sending out all substitutes in the league, and easily defeating Messina, who ranked in the middle, 2-0.

Wednesday, May 25th, Champions League final day. Before the match, there had been enough hype about this match, such as the contest between Italian football and Spanish football, what was related to Italy's glory, Barcelona's re-emergence, etc. In this match, Fiorentina rarely received the support of the entire Italy. After all, this was a foreign war, and it was still fought on home soil. Who wanted to see foreigners raise the trophy on their own territory?

Xiang Tao said very high-profile in an interview that for Fiorentina, the runner-up was equal to a failed season. He said that they wanted to win six championships before the season, and that was six championships. Losing one would be a shame.

Barcelona would definitely be upset to hear this. Eto'o, a well-known big mouth in their team, accused Fiorentina of being too arrogant, and said that he would teach them a good lesson during the match—he still remembered the kick Xiang Tao gave him in the abdomen back then, authentic Chinese kung fu, which made him lie in the hospital for a long time. Naturally, he had to take revenge.

The coaches of both sides didn't step forward and let their men engage in a war of words.

Only Rijkaard brought out his famous "classic battle theory" before the match: "I think a classic match needs the joint efforts of both sides to achieve it. We are ready, and I believe Fiorentina is too." There was a feeling of admiration for a hero in his tone, but who knew what he was thinking in his heart?

Sabato naturally followed Rijkaard's words and said: "That's right, we are ready to bring the championship trophy home!"

Before the match was played, the war of words came first, which was also a major feature of football.

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Milan was very lively on the day of the final. Fans from all over Italy and fans from Catalonia, Spain, gathered together. Before the match, the two sides could still have friendly beer and photos together, but when the match started, they would be mortal enemies.

These days of war of words didn't affect Zhang Jun. When a reporter interviewed him and mentioned this, he also said that he was not clear about this matter, it was not good to express his opinion, or he directly complimented Barcelona. He didn't have the arrogance they had when they went to Barcelona. At that time, they directly provoked on their territory.

The media were puzzled by Zhang Jun's low profile. They thought that maybe Zhang Jun felt a little nervous when the big match was coming.

Zhang Jun was naturally the number one dangerous person that Barcelona needed to focus on. Rijkaard repeatedly told his defenders before the match to pay attention to Zhang Jun. If he could make him have few shots in a match, it would be considered a successful defense.

For this reason, he didn't hesitate to use three defensive players, and two for Krøldrup. In Rijkaard's view, the only people in Fiorentina who were more outstanding than all others were these two. The other players were also on the same level as his own players, and some were even inferior. The reason why Fiorentina had their current position was all thanks to Zhang Jun and Krøldrup's tacit cooperation. As long as they cut off the connection between the two in the match, it would be enough to curb 70% of Fiorentina's attack. The remaining people were much easier to deal with.

Rijkaard's calculation was very good, but no plan could keep up with the changes after the match began.

Just ten minutes after the final began, Ivan, one of the two defensive midfielders he had specially arranged to mark Krøldrup, was injured in a collision and forced to leave the field!

Rijkaard had no choice but to replace him with a substitute, but as a result, it completely broke Rijkaard's plan to control Krøldrup. For this plan, he even gave up the league and let this lineup practice for two weeks. But who would have thought that an important person would be injured just as the match began? After all, the temporary substitute could not completely replace the main player, and there were many mistakes in the cooperation with the other defensive midfielder, Xavi…

Just eight minutes later, Joaquín suddenly turned to the middle while dribbling the ball on the wing, which disrupted Barcelona's defensive deployment, and then he took advantage of the chaos to pass the ball to Krøldrup, who was close at hand. Because there was a small error in the cooperation between Xavi and the substitute Vasyliev, he didn't force it in time, allowing Krøldrup to calmly turn around to observe the situation, and then send a very fast straight pass, targeting Zhang Jun!

Krøldrup's possession attracted almost all of Barcelona's defensive players. Only Puyol was still faithfully fulfilling the task Rijkaard gave him—marking Zhang Jun. He ran with the real Zhang Jun, and also paid attention to Krøldrup. When he saw Krøldrup passing the ball, he suddenly found that Zhang Jun, who had been beside him, was gone!

Zhang Jun had been running with Puyol at the beginning, but just at the moment Krøldrup passed the ball, he suddenly made an emergency stop and moved quickly in the opposite direction. Then he received the ball without any marking!

Turn around, raise your foot, shoot!

The ball went into the net, and Valdés couldn't reach it.

Fiorentina led 1-0!

Barcelona quickly launched a counterattack. They equalized the score in the twenty-fourth minute of the first half, with Messi scoring easily in the penalty area after receiving a pass from Ronaldinho.

This goal made Barcelona fans cheer in unison, and they saw the hope of winning again.

"As expected of the most talented player in Argentina, Messi's goal has pulled Barcelona back from the brink!"

Before Barcelona people's beautiful dreams could be done for long, in the thirty-fifth minute, Zhang Jun cruelly sent Barcelona people to hell again. This time he received Joaquín's cross from the wing, and under the close marking of two central defenders, he still accurately headed the ball. Although Valdés made a save, he was too close and his save was of no avail.

"Zhang—Jun—!!" The commentator roared again, "He always so cruelly snuffs out the fire of the opponent's hope! He scores twice, and Barcelona falls behind again! This match belongs to one person, his name is—Zhang Jun!"

This time, the entire San Siro shouted along with the commentator. There was only one voice on the scene, and the poor Barcelona fans had been completely suppressed by the Italians. The Chinese player Zhang Jun became a national hero of Italy at this time. Two goals put Fiorentina ahead of Barcelona, ​​and also put Italian football ahead of Spanish football.

Sabato shook his head on the sidelines and said to Di Livio: "The current Barcelona is no longer the Barcelona of the past. I really don't know how they got into the final…"

Di Livio smiled: "Isn't it better this way? We win the championship so easily, ha!"

"I wanted to look forward to a classic match…"

"The championship is the most important thing, Antonio."

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Barcelona, ​​who came back to the second half with a great momentum to counterattack, were forced to retreat to defend, because Fiorentina's offensive momentum was even stronger than theirs. The former were eager to widen the gap when leading by one goal, so their offensive was even fiercer than the Barcelona who were trailing.

Rijkaard paced back and forth constantly on the sidelines, his plan was completely useless now, one wrong step, every wrong step. The current Fiorentina were gaining momentum as they fought, and his team was always suppressed by the opponent, and had to shrink back every time they just built up their momentum. Watching such a match, let alone the players on the field, he felt suffocated as he watched on the sidelines.

The last time they played against each other should have been a year ago. At that time, Barcelona could still attack against Fiorentina, evenly matched, and losing the ball was just a matter of luck. How could Fiorentina have become so powerful in just one season? Rijkaard couldn't figure it out.

The commentator helped him answer this question: "The current Fiorentina cannot be defeated, they have no opponents anymore! The Champions League final, which was originally highly anticipated, has now become a one-sided performance!"

Yes, it became a one-sided performance. Fiorentina showed hundreds of thousands of viewers around the world their various offensive methods and shooting skills, while Barcelona became a sparring partner.

Krøldrup even had a chance to dribble the ball calmly in Barcelona's penalty area, passing almost all the defenders before shooting, but unfortunately his shot went wide of the post and out of the bottom line, but this attack was considered an insult to Barcelona, ​​and his original intention was not to score.

Pazzini tried an overhead kick, but the angle was too upright and was caught by Valdés, but he still won the applause of the audience.

Zhang Jun also had several beautiful shots, but none of them resulted in a goal.

In the sixty-eighth minute of the match, Zhang Jun was replaced by Sabato, and Van Persie replaced him. Zhang Jun was applauded by all the Italian fans when he left the field. Such a scene was not something that an alien player could enjoy at random.

"Let us pay tribute to Zhang Jun! He has brought us a wonderful season, and Fiorentina's six-crown kings are within reach! He is the league's top scorer this season, the Champions League's top scorer, his achievements have been surpassed by no one! The greatest striker in the past twenty years, his achievements have surpassed Ronaldo, surpassed Owen, Shevchenko, Henry, Batistuta... those strikers who were born in the same era as him, what a sorrow it is! This is... the era belonging to Zhang Jun!" The commentator gave the most beautiful praise he could think of to Zhang Jun without any hesitation. He didn't feel that he was being maudlin at all, because these praises were taken for granted, and he believed that others would also agree with his evaluation of Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun raised his hands high on the sidelines and calmly accepted the cheers and praise of 80,000 fans. This was what he deserved, and what he had exchanged for with sweat and tears, the most glorious peak of his career. Now he felt that the whole world was under his feet! A satisfaction that he had never had before filled his heart, he closed his eyes, reveling in it.

Two minutes later, Sabato replaced Krøldrup with Montolivo. Krøldrup also received a standing ovation from the fans when he left the field, but unlike Zhang Jun, he didn't stop to accept this tribute. He walked straight to Zhang Jun and sat down, then watched the manufacturers silently, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.

Ten minutes later, Sabato put on the Italian hope, Rio Dalno, and replaced the exhausted Gasbarroni. Gasbarroni's departure also received cheers, but this momentum was obviously not as great as the first two. Gasbarroni didn't care, he congratulated the teammates on the bench by slapping each other as he stepped down, and celebrated the victory in advance.

The situation on the field has now become calm. Barcelona has not given up, but they have almost no good opportunities in the face of the perfect Fiorentina. Everything has slowly become settled. Fiorentina's six-crown kings are destined to win!

When the match entered injury time, all the Fiorentina players on the field and the coaching staff members stood side by side, hand in hand, on the sidelines, waiting for the referee's whistle, and they rushed into the field to celebrate this great victory.

Dalno has been very active since he came on the field. His rapid raids on the left wing have caused great trouble to Barcelona's defense, forcing Barcelona to slow down their offensive pace. The commentators are all sighing: "Although we always criticize Fiorentina for relying on the alien army to conquer the world, but look at Dalno's growth in this team, every time he appears, he gives us new surprises. There is also the increasingly mature Montolivo, who is becoming more and more like a general. Italy's future is bright..."

When Dalno slammed Montolivo's pass heavily on the billboard behind the goal, the referee blew the whistle to end the match cleanly!

San Siro boiled at this moment! The Fiorentina players who were waiting on the sidelines had already rushed into the field impatiently. They were wearing the Italian flag and Fiorentina's purple team flag, and embraced their teammates on the field, celebrating their victory.

"The match is over!" The commentator breathed a sigh of relief, he finally saw the arrival of this day with his own eyes, "The great six-crown kings were born, three-crown kings for two consecutive years, Fiorentina has completed a great feat that no one has ever been able to do! Whether it is the best team of the 20th century, Real Madrid, or the Dream Team Barcelona, ​​or the Milan Dynasty that is undefeated in 56 matches, they have not done this, grabbing all the championships in one season, without any omission! European Super Cup! Italian Super Cup! Club World Cup Champion! Italian Cup Champion! Serie A League Champion! European Champions League Champion! Six championships, sixty-two matches, completely undefeated! After March 19, 2010, 45 consecutive unbeaten league matches! The great Fiorentina, such a glorious season, almost makes it impossible for future generations to surpass! And we will be recorded in history as witnesses to the legend! A great day, look at the fireworks blooming in the sky! Glory belongs to Fiorentina, glory belongs to Italian football, glory belongs to all those who have worked hard for it!"

In the end, the commentator's voice has been completely drowned out by the huge cheers on the scene, everyone is crazy, they cheer as much as they want, for Fiorentina, and also for Italian football. Many Fiorentina players even knelt on the field and cried bitterly. The height that they might not be able to reach in their entire lives has now come before them, and they are still the creators of this great cause. Such happiness... is too great. At this time, they feel that the body seems to no longer belong to them...

Xiang Tao had already taken out the Chinese flag he had prepared and put it on his body. This belonged to his own glory, and naturally it also belonged to China. As a Chinese player, being able to stand on the top of Europe and the top of the world, he had reason to be proud of his country, and his motherland also had reason to be proud of him.

Countless reporters flocked up and surrounded Zhang Jun. Crazy celebrations with his teammates had already made his voice hoarse, but in the face of the reporters' microphones and cameras, he still shouted with a hoarse voice: "Thank you all! It is you who have supported us to get to this point, thank you! I have nothing to say, cheer and celebrate for the championship!" Then he turned around and hugged Krøldrup beside him, howling words that no one could understand.

The flashes in the reporters' hands lit up into a piece. For them, the introverted Zhang Jun rarely had such emotional exposure. Even when the Chinese team won the world championship, he just smiled. Unexpectedly, today he was singing and dancing like a madman, completely treating the surrounding reporters as air. How precious is such a photo, Zhang Jun's crazy moment!

From the league's top scorer to the three-crown king, the World Cup champion, and the six-crown king... Zhang Jun's peak in life could not be surpassed even by himself.

The music of "We Are the Champions" resounded throughout the stadium again. This was not the first time Zhang Jun had heard it, he couldn't remember how many times, but every time he heard it, he would feel the blood in his chest burning, and he would involuntarily sing along with the music.

We are the champions, my friends!

We will fight to the end,

Because we are the champions!

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Zhang Jun, as the captain, received the heavy championship trophy from the UEFA president on behalf of the entire team. It was in his hands a year ago, and it has returned a year later. The silvery white appearance reflects Fiorentina's glory. It has witnessed Fiorentina's rocket-like soaring for two seasons!

Zhang Jun took a deep breath, and then suddenly raised the trophy high. Purple sparkling confetti spewed out from behind, and then fell from the sky. San Siro, this red and blue stadium, at this moment, was dyed purple!

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We are the champions!

This world does not belong to losers!

Because we are the kings of the world!!!

Because we are the kings of the world!!!