"Now is not the time to talk about this. Do I have to score a goal in the game?" Zhang Jun was a little panicked. He didn't want to be laughed at by countless people, "But how can you score a goal just by entering?"

"Who told you that you were so imposing?"

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"Don't worry! I'll pass the ball to you." Kaka patted Zhang Jun on the shoulder, "It's like in the dawn."

"It's like in the dawn..." Zhang Jun murmured, and suddenly he said firmly: "Okay! I'll just go in for one of them in this game and let them see!"

"Wow! You can't score a goal just by entering!" This time it was Kaka's turn to be surprised.

"It's okay, you'll pass the ball to me anyway, haha!"

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"Damn..." Parma's head coach Pietro Carmignani wanted to scold the word "referee", but glanced at the fourth official staring at him and swallowed it back. Bovo just intercepted him head-on, and Zhang Jun fell to the ground when he broke through. The referee judged Bovo for a foul, but Kamigiani thought it was Zhang Jun's fake fall.

In fact, Bowo did foul, and it was intentional. Because if he didn't foul, he would definitely not be able to stop Zhang Jun who was about to break into the penalty area.

San Siro was amazed. Because Zhang Jun only took two steps, he threw another defender, Bonela, behind him and faced Bowo directly. His left shoulder sank, but his right foot pushed a piercing one through the crotch, and then wiped his body to the right. Bowo reached out and pulled down Zhang Jun, who was so powerful that he was unstoppable.

"He was as fast as a gust of wind! Poor Bowo got his first yellow card in the game. He had to be careful in the remaining 75 minutes." The commentator of Sky TV also exclaimed. He had seen Yang Pan's speed, but no one could stop Zhang Jun's acceleration within fifteen meters. "At such a fast speed, he could even push the crotch ball, and the ball control feels very good. In terms of acceleration alone, he reminded me of Ronaldo who was still in Barcelona at that time."

The referee gave Milan a direct free kick that was only twenty meters wide.

Generally speaking, the closer the ball is to the goal, the harder it is to kick a direct free kick, because the space for the football to draw a curve is too small.

Zhang Jun and Pirlo stood in front of the ball. Frey was not sure who would take the penalty, so he had to be vigilant.

Zhang Jun knew that Pirlo was just a cover next to him, so he would be the penalty kick. The ball was very close, Parma's wall blocked the left, while Frey was guarding the right, and there were people everywhere in the penalty area. This ball was really hard to punish. It seems that if you want to enter, you can only choose the angle.

Zhang Jun looked at the right side of Frey and suddenly had an idea. He changed from the left side of the football to the right side and used his left foot to punish him.

Frey naturally noticed the whole change, and his heart skipped a beat: Could it be that he wanted to push the upper left corner? But... it wasn't right! What if he was ridiculous?

Just when Frey was in a dilemma, the referee whistled and Zhang Jun began to run!

Support your right foot and pull out your left foot!

The football is not very curved, but the ball is very fast. Go straight to the upper left corner!

Damn it! Frey cursed in his heart, and rushed towards the ball at the same time. But when he was hesitant just now, he lost the initiative. The football flew over the top of the wall, and then accurately drilled into the upper left corner of the goal!

The ball has entered!

San Siro's 85,000 people burst into huge cheers, and AC Milan led by one goal at home!

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"Zhang scored a goal! He scored indeed!! A beautiful direct free kick!"

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After scoring the goal, Zhang Jun was not as excited as people imagined. He just stood there, holding his hands high and smiling confidently. This was his unique celebration after scoring a free kick. Everything seemed to be when he was still in Warrendam, the teammates rushed towards him, but what they shouted was no longer Dutch that he could understand... He was hugged tightly.

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"Zhang Jun scored a goal!" Wang Jianxiang shouted excitedly. "This is the first goal Zhang Jun scored in Serie A, and it is also the first goal that a Chinese player scored in AC Milan! His direct free kick deceived goalkeeper Frey... Let's take a look at the playback, it's so beautiful! Smile, we finally saw Zhang Jun's smile in Italy! Zhang Jun has a good start for his life in AC Milan!" Wang Jianxiang has never stopped since the ball entered. He was so excited that he couldn't stop, and wished he could run a few laps in this small studio.

Zhang Xiaolu looked at Wang Jianxiang and laughed at the side. It was not that he didn't want to say it, but that he couldn't even get into the mouth now. Although he was not as excited as Wang Jianxiang, his inner happiness was no less than that of Wang Jianxiang. He had been explaining Serie A for more than fourteen years and was more and more like routine. Since Yang Pan, Li Yongle, and Zhang Jun entered Serie A one after another, he regained the impulse he had back then.

For the first time, a person who has been playing football for more than ten years feels so proud.

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AC Milan, which led the lead, played better. Parma's main scorer in the first two seasons and star Gilardino went to Juventus this season. Parma did not buy anyone due to economic problems. It was basically a youth army formed by drawing people from the second team. It was not threatened Milan's old but the most stable defense line.

Kaka turned Parma's defense upside down alone in the midfield, not to mention Seedorf, Shepchenko and Zhang Jun.

Dribble, put the edge, pass, break through, cross, header!

Shepchenko's powerful header was hit by Frehou, and then he threw the ball with his hand to launch an attack, but the midfield core Mofio's disposal was destroyed by Gatuso's fierce tackle.

Gattuso is a person who can motivate emotions, Kaka has seen it long ago. This time when he made a fierce move, San Siro cheered loudly.

Pirlo made a long pass directly, Zhang Jun grabbed Bowo, headed the ball and flew away, Shepchenko inserted it at high speed, and single shot!

The first wave of cheers of San Siro had just subsided and became bigger immediately.

Just as Shepchenko was about to shoot, Paul Cannavaro rushed up from behind and knocked him down!

Penalty!

All Saint Siro is calling this word.

The referee ran over and pointed his finger at the penalty spot, which was the penalty! At the same time, he also showed Cannavaro a yellow card.

It seems that AC Milan has the hope of expanding its lead before the end of the first half.

Milan's top penalty kicker is Pirlo. Although Zhang Jun was also the top penalty kicker when he was at Warren Dam, he gave up all the free kicks, so the penalty kick naturally had to be left for Pirlo to play.

Pirlo put the football on the free throw point, then got up and retreated. After the referee blew the whistle, he assisted two steps and then directly pushed the ball into the middle!

But Frey reacted very quickly. Although there were signs of rushing to the right, he stopped the center of gravity in an instant, slowed down his body's speed, so that his body did not rush out. While falling to the ground, he blocked the shot with his feet!

Failed!

Cannavaro, who was relieved, was about to rush to the ball and clear the ball with his feet, but suddenly found a figure rushing in front of him. And the figure was definitely not his teammate, because the opponent was wearing a red and black Milan jersey!

"Zhang Jun's shot! The empty goal! The ball went in! Oh my God! How did he appear there?" the commentator exclaimed.

Zhang Jun scored twice!

No one would have thought that Zhang Jun could enter two at one time, which was amazing!

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"Scoring twice! Zhang Jun was crazy today! He scored his second goal after joining AC Milan!" Wang Jianxiang was crazy today. It is estimated that his voice will not return to normal this week, but it is worth it.

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After scoring the goal, Zhang Jun seemed very excited. He rushed to the corner flag and roared. It would be great to be able to score twice in San Siro!

Just as Zhang Jun celebrated his successful goal, the TV camera took the time to give Yingzaji a shot in the stands box. The purpose was obvious. As a competitor, seeing Zhang Jun perform better and better, Yingzaji must feel uncomfortable.

Originally, Crespo and Thomas left, he should consolidate his main position. Even if Zhang Jun came, he didn't think that the newcomer could shake his main position. But he was not good at it. He had a relapse in training a week before the season and had to cultivate until October! Instead, he gave Zhang Jun a chance.

Looking at Zhang Jun's excited smile, Yingzaji felt only a little heartache.

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The final score was 2:0. AC Milan easily defeated Parma, who is not as good as before with two goals from Zhang Jun. The team won all three games and ranked first in the standings. Juventus and Inter Milan ranked second and third respectively.

After being replaced in two consecutive games, Zhang Jun finally played the whole game. His two goals also became a topic of conversation for many people. Just when Zhang Jun joined AC Milan, there were still people questioning whether an injured player could adapt to the intense Serie A. Zhang Jun carried an 8.5 million transfer fee and an annual salary of 3.2 million yuan, and he also brought people's doubts about whether he could be worthy of the money. There was no goal in both rounds of starting points, and being substituted in the middle seemed to have made these people find some signs of joy. However, in the third round, Zhang Jun hit them back with two goals: He is not a parallel person, he is worthy of every euro spent by AC Milan for him.

After the game, Li Yan once laughed and said to Kagliani: "I told you that Italian colleagues are traveling in Italy. A very popular saying in the Netherlands: Never doubt Zhang Jun!"

That's true. Never doubt Zhang Jun, otherwise he will lose all your face.
Chapter completed!