Scoring the Chinese team's goal was a demonstration to him.

Zhang Jun remembered his eager anticipation for the match against Shepchenko in the past, and he also had such an idea in his heart. He seemed to see another self from Messi's back. What kind of person will the Argentine, who is now Barcelona's main midfielder, become in the future?

However, Zhang Jun, who was full of praise, would certainly not let go of his opponent who was provoking in front of him easily, and he would not want anyone to climb on his head and act as a mighty person.

So just as the second half began, Zhang Jun tied the score with a straight free kick. Without enough support from the midfield, Zhang Jun could only rely on set pieces to find a score. Cru was restrained by two Argentina's midfielders, and he didn't seem to be in a very high mood and rarely made that amazing technique.

"Oh - Zhang Jun!!! The Chinese team tied the score! The second half only started for less than five minutes!" The commentator shouted excitedly, and the majestic national anthem came from the Workers' Sports.

"Why should I celebrate the goal with the national anthem?" Krew was puzzled.

"This means patriotism..." Zhang Jun explained.

After scoring the goal, Zhang Jun did not celebrate with anyone. He walked back calmly alone, just waved to his teammates around him.

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"Jaguin's transfer fee is 38 million euros, which is our biggest transfer this summer in Fiorentina. The head coach of Sabato believes that Joaguin's talent and experience will play a crucial role in the team, and our marketing manager also believes that Joaguin's arrival will help promote the sales of peripheral products and the team's influence in Spain." Jalimian was talking freely, and Joaguin always sat next to him with a smile, and he still maintained his short hair style when he was at Betis.

In fact, it took a lot of effort to come to Florence this time, and I don’t know how much the benefits are given to Joaquin’s agents.

Betis has always been wandering in La Liga. For a player like Joaquin with very lofty ambitions, he was okay at first, but as he got older, he was no longer satisfied with spending his whole life with a team like Betis that had little prospects. He wanted to go to a giant club and a team that could win more championships.

At first, Real Madrid said he wanted him, and he was ecstatic. Among the La Liga players, except Barcelona players, they were proud to go to Real Madrid. However, Real Madrid gave up on him with Beckham. Chelsea said they wanted him again. This time the success rate was very high, but in the end Wright's sudden rise made Mourinho change his attention. He told Joaquin that there might not be a main player when he went there. Joaquin was arrogant and unwilling to be a junior substitute. In the end, he refused Chelsea's invitation. For the next three years, he stayed at Betis, and had

One year after Betis was fortunate to enter the European Champions League, this seemed to have given Joaquin the determination to stay here. But his results in the European Champions League were really bad. Joaquin realized that it might really be at the point where he had to go. He is a professional player and a genius. He longs for victory and championships, and he is more eager than many people. Vicente won the domestic league championship in Valencia, and Reyes also tasted the taste of a league championship in Arsenal. The only thing about Spain's angel wings is he.

When Fiorentina first appeared in his suitors, it was the winter of last year, and he didn't care at all. Because in his eyes, a team of ranks of Fiorentina was similar to Betis.

But when that season ended, he had to re-evaluate Florence.

A team that is on the verge of relegation in one season can actually become the fourth in the Serie A this season, which is definitely not as simple as the Spanish media said. Moreover, the offensive principles pursued by Fiorentina made Joaquin feel very appetizing. Looking at their acquisition this summer, it seems that it is not just about trying to make a move in the Champions League.

Moreover, the price offered by Florence is difficult for Betis to refuse. There are few buyers who can buy people at a price of 35 million euros at the moment of opening their mouths. Moreover, the club promised Joaquin to pay more than in Betis.

There is no reason for Joaquin not to be moved.

But... the only thing he was worried about was that there seemed to be no precedent for Spanish players to play football in Italy. Without exception, they were all in glory and then wandered to the world in disarray. This time he decided to come to Florence, and many Spanish media had even decided on the ending for him in advance, with a very pessimistic ending. He believed that he would have to sit in the stands for most of the time in Italy, which was fierce and fierce.

Joaquin felt that this was a gambling and put his future on this transfer. Either success or failure, there would be no other result.

"Then, Joaquin, come and show you your jerseys to everyone." Jalimian finished his speech and called Joaquin and Sabato. The reporters knew that the climax of the press conference was coming.

Jalimian handed Joaquin the purple Fiorentina new uniform this season to Joaquin, with the back facing outward. The three men grabbed the sleeves and collars on both sides of the clothes, stood together with a smile, and showed them to the reporters on the scene.

Under the flash, the golden name and number sparkled: "Joaquin, 7."

The 7th is left by Dilivio after retirement. No one has worn it last season. Now when Joaquin wears it, I believe he has that ability.

While keeping pressing the shutter, Cagliani was worried about the Spaniard in her heart.

The Italian defender is not as cute as you Spain, Joaquin.

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Li Yan yawned inappropriately in the press table. Everyone else was nervous about watching it, only he felt that he wanted to sleep. Although it was related to the fate of the Chinese Olympic team, this game was really not exciting, and the players' low-level mistakes occurred no time or twice. Argentina was under pressure from Zhang Jun and did not dare to attack with all his strength, while China wanted to attack with all his strength but did not have the ability. Over-age players and players who returned from studying abroad were not in good condition in this game.

Zhang Jun, Kru, An Ke, and Shao Jiaying were not in shape. Wu Shangshan simply withdrew from the Olympics due to injury. It was really a mess.

He didn't know how many people had seen something wrong with the passage of time in the stands and in front of the TV?

I heard that Florence is very lively now, Zhang Jun, I personally think that small town is suitable for you.

"Ah! Zhang Jun's shot missed! This ball was a bit outrageous. He didn't force him around!"

Zhang Jun supported his knees and his breathing became very thick. He felt very tired, so the ball just now became "a bit outrageous". Kru walked past him and asked by the way: "Are you okay?"

Zhang Jun shook his head: "It's okay, I'm fine." Then he stood up. He realized that he was the captain and a role model for those who were not good at it. He could not slacke in it first, otherwise those bastards would have more reason. He wiped the sweat beads hanging on his chin, then looked up at the big screen, and there were still seventeen minutes before the game ended. If both sides were still 1:1, then they had to play overtime. If the overtime was still 1:1, then they had to play penalty... This is something Zhang Jun didn't want to see. If the Chinese team could win, it would be too expensive to win by penalty kick. What he hoped now is to resolve the battle within 90 minutes and then fight for more rest time.

"Hey, Kru. Pass the ball to me, I'll try to end the game."

Kru looked at Zhang Jun and nodded.

To be honest, he always felt very lonely when he came to China. Fortunately, Zhang Jun was with him. He didn't know anyone here, and the environment here was very unfamiliar. At least there was Xiang Tao in Florence that could make him have some entertainment.

It is precisely because of his experience of such an environment that he admires Zhang Jun even more. It is not an easy thing to be able to play football in such an environment and take responsibility.

He must help Zhang Jun.

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After the twenty-minute press conference, Joaquin was taken to the team doctor by Sabato, and they needed to conduct a comprehensive physical examination on him. The time was not long and not too short. After the physical examination, he would go to the training base in Florence, meet all his teammates, and then go home. The next day, he would meet with fans at Frankie, and he would officially join the team to participate in the training camp in the afternoon.

When Joaquin saw that the person who had a physical examination for him was an Eastern Hokage, he was still a little surprised because seeing an Eastern Hokage in a professional football club is not a common thing.

Next, the Oriental Doctor's examination method was even more unexpected to Hua Jin.

He was not given various electronic instruments to participate in the exercise test, but was asked to lie flat on the bed. Then the doctor pressed and pressed his arms, ankles, knees, thighs, calves, chests, eyes, etc., looking here, touching there, and working, while asking him various questions about his body through the translator.

Finally finished touching.

Feng Qing wiped his hands and said to Sabato beside him: "Jaguin's physical condition is pretty good, but he has been injured before and has old injuries in his body, which is at risk of recurrence. In addition, Serie A defense is also a very big test for players from La Liga. I am worried that his body will not be able to adapt at the beginning, so you must be mentally prepared for him to be injured. Of course, we will also arrange corresponding methods to help him adapt as soon as possible. Okay, let him do the test next."

Joaquin listened to all his translations and became more and more surprised when he heard them. He just touched his body and asked questions, and he could know so clearly and come to such a positive conclusion. No wonder there were very few players in the entire Fiorentina team last season!

The next procedure finally returned to what Joaquin was familiar with, but he still missed the mysterious Oriental Doctor.

Indeed, he suffered frequent injuries in the past few years. Although it was not a major injury that required surgery, those frequent minor injuries still bothered him very much. Because his frequent absences and inability to complete a season in a complete manner, his condition was greatly affected. Therefore, before the 2006 World Cup in Germany, he was even unable to be selected for the Spanish national team.

In the past two years, he has gradually returned to the national team with his own efforts, but the competition for the main position is still very fierce.

Looking at Joaquin who was going out for a sports test, Sabato asked Feng Qing beside him: "Well, how is Jorgensen's physical condition recently?"

"Very good." Feng Qing's answer was very concise. For Sabato, such a concise answer was the best.

He nodded: "That's good..."

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Zhang Jun received a very hidden pass from Krue, but this time he was surprised that Messi returned to the penalty area to defend, and it was him who was defending.

He was probably not enough, and Messi broke the ball under his feet first. Zhang Jun immediately chased after him. It was his responsibility to lose the ball this time, and he wanted to make up for this mistake.

It was already squeezed behind him and it was really difficult for a player like Zhang Jun who did not have much defensive ability. Zhang Jun finally tackled people behind him.

The referee blew a whistle and gave Zhang Jun a yellow card. Messi turned around in pain on the ground. Zhang Jun glanced at him, and did not show his kindness to pull him up, but walked straight away from him.

Messi felt bored and got up from the ground again. He was not shoveled to any vital place by Zhang Jun, so he could still be lively when he jumped up, and Zhang Jun himself knew it, so he didn't go up and pull him up.

"The ninety-minute game is coming to an end! But both sides still tied 1:1! There are not many exciting scenes in this game. Could it be that who can enter the semi-finals? Everyone is careful when they play?"

"Well... this may exist. After all, both sides attach great importance to Olympic medals." The special guest used the Chinese thoughts to highlight others, making Li Yan, a reporter who had been in Europe for several years, find it funny.

But speaking of this, the Workers' Sports has been renovated in an advanced manner for the Olympics. The originally dilapidated press seats are now broadcast on TV. In order to take care of the reporters, they cannot see clearly what happened in the venue in the stands.

He was looking down at the watch, and the referee was looking at the watch. The deafening shouts in the stands gradually became smaller. Perhaps even the fans themselves felt that it was a bit ominous. The Chinese team, which has the best scorer in Serie A and the winner of the European Golden Boot Award, could not even knock on the goal of the Argentina team.

"Hey, the Chinese team's attack power is not that weak, right? The opponent is just a national Olympic team!"

"Who knows! It seems that Zhang Jun is not in the state..."

"Damn it! How can you not be in a state at this time?!"

"You ask me, who do I ask? Why don't you talk about Ronaldo in the French World Cup final?"

There was inevitably a lot of discussion in the audience.

"The Chinese players' running feet are very heavy. Maybe the weather is too hot, which makes their physical energy consume too much. The game is about to end in four minutes. The next overtime will be a serious test for the players. We hope they can withstand the pressure. Now it is a confrontation of will. Argentine players are as tired as we do. Whoever persists will be the winner!"

The commentator spoke passionately, but if he could hear the voices of many Chinese players on the court, I wonder what else he could say?

"Fuck! How long will the game end? There is still half an hour of overtime... Let's drag the penalty kick, penalty kick! We have An Ke, there must be no problem with the penalty kick."

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Joaquin, who had finished the physical examination, learned the preliminary opinions of Florence. They were quite satisfied with Joaquin's current physical condition and did not have any injuries that were hidden when they transferred. Now Sabato is going to take him to the training base.

In the car to the base, Sabato sat in the passenger seat, and Joaquin sat in the back row with his agent and Italian translator.

"Well, Joaquin. There are some things that need to be told to you. You also know that our team needs to fight on multiple fronts this season, so I can't guarantee that you can start every game, because it is related to your physical fitness and condition. I hope you can understand this, but as long as you have no problems with your condition and physical condition, the starter should be yours. You have become famous, and there are many young players in Fiorentina. I hope you can set a role model for them, which will also help you integrate into this team. There is no player in Fiorentina that cannot be a substitute. Even if Zhang Jun is not in good health and condition, I will let him sit on the bench." Sabato sat in the passenger seat, then turned his head to Joaquin behind him and said.

After listening to the translation, Joaquin thought about it, then nodded: "I understand. I also know the situation of the team. I just hope that coach, you can fulfill your promise and let me start when I have no problems in my health and condition. I hope our cooperation is based on mutual trust."

"This is no problem. I asked the boss to buy you for more than 30 million euros. It's not to let you sit on the bench. Another thing is that this is our first time working together. Maybe my words and methods of doing things will surprise you, but I hope you don't have any other thoughts in your heart. They did the same when they first saw me, but then they got used to it."

Joaquin laughed: "I have heard that even the Spanish media calls you a 'rogue'."

Sabato scratched his hair and said, "Well... am I so famous?"

Joaquin's agent also smiled: "It's very famous, sir. So don't worry that Joaquin can't accept your coaching method. As long as you can win, the method is secondary."

"That's good, that's good. In fact, I've been tired of talking to you politely. Don't mind me swearing, right?"

"Don't mind." Both of them shook their heads.

"Okay, Joaquin, listen well. This season our goal is not just to go back in the European Champions League. We have to fight for honors, very, very many honors, and we cannot lose the domestic league yet. The only thing we can give up is the Italian Cup. To be honest, I have always looked down on the Italian Cup like shit. In Italy, it is different from your Spain. This kind of cup is far less eye-catching than the Copa del Rey. If necessary, maybe I will use rotation in the Champions League and the league. We have only one goal this season..." Sabato stretched out his right index finger and "Victory."

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"It's simply unbelievable!! The Worker Booth was booing!" the commentator exclaimed, "Punishment! The referee from Sweden actually awarded Argentina a penalty! This penalty was created by their captain forward Messi. He was knocked down by Ancola who attacked after breaking into the penalty area... But if he really touched him, we need to see the replay again!"

Messi easily broke through the Chinese defender on this side on the left, and then he quickly broke into the penalty area. Anko attacked the ball very decisively, but just when he was about to touch the football, Messi wisely pushed the football outward, and then he was knocked to the ground by Ankora.

"It's just... Messi's trolling ball was too big... Even if An Ke didn't touch him, he wouldn't be able to catch up with the ball... Well? An unexpected situation occurred on the court!"
To be continued...