Zhang Jun himself has never even had that one with Sophie, so naturally he could not have any children or the enlightenment of being a father. But he is a careful person, and he can see from some of Kyle's subtle performances that will make the difference between a man who will be called a father.

For example, when he was about to play in the second half, Zhang Jun found that Kyle's hands were always tightly held together, which seemed a little nervous - this was a manifestation of his concern for Anna, in his hometown of Dortmund.

For example, the excitement that Kyle showed after letting go of his worries in the second half was also because of his joy that would soon be called his father, which made his competitive state improve.

Not to mention the glory on your face that is overwhelming, it is clearly "a person feels refreshed when he is happy."

Through these observations, Zhang Jun can also feel the feeling of having a son soon. It is an exciting, worried, nervous and happy complex.

Kyle is a central defender with very few chances of scoring goals. Moreover, his task of letting go in this game is also heavy, so it is unlikely that he will go up and score a goal directly. Then the idea of ​​dedicating his goals to his son by scoring is impossible to achieve.

But Zhang Jun is a striker, and scoring goals is natural for him and is commonplace. He can do things that Kyle can't do.

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"After the second half, Fiorentina's offense was still very strong, and Bayern had to return to the defensive. But in the face of Bayern's solid defense, how effective can Fiorentina's method of blindly attacking do?" ESPN's commentator expressed the questions that most people were worried about.

Florence has an offensive momentum, but football cannot be won by momentum alone. Many times they need strength and opportunities.

In terms of strength, Florence is not above Bayern, and there seems to be no good opportunities.

"Kaka, what do you think?" Yang Pan asked his roommate who was lying on a bed outside and playing.

"I think Bayern is in danger." Kaka said with his hands on the bed, "Although this is Bayern's home court, their defense is not good. It's just because Anko's performance is too good, so it gives people an illusion: Bayern's defense is very good. But I can see from these ten minutes of games that Fiorentina's offense is weakening their defense line bit by bit. With Zhang Jun and Cru and others' abilities, they can find a breakthrough point that will make Bayern's defense collapse."

"You can see so thoroughly?" Yang Pan was a little surprised. He didn't see some things. "Then let's watch a good show, Zhang Jun..."

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An Ke wiped his gloves with a dry towel hanging on the internet. He needed to keep the gloves dry at any time, otherwise if he took off his hands, he would be a sinner forever.

Fiorentina's offense in the second half made him feel the pressure, which was a completely different offensive momentum from the first half. How can I describe it? The first half was like just the waves on the seaside, but it was just ups and downs due to the influence of the tide. Although it was continuous, it had no momentum. However, the attack in the second half was fierce like the Qiantang tide, followed by the waves, cross-tides, back-tides... etc., with many varieties and amazing momentum. The waves rolled up several feet and smashed down from the sky, as if they wanted to clean up everything on the shore.

An Ke is the trendsetter who stands proudly on the waves and fights with his hands with his huge waves. But after all, people are flesh and blood. How can they not feel tired when facing such highly dangerous things for a long time?

Now An Ke feels tired, it's the same feeling as the last time they fought with Zhang Jun in Florence.

This is a dangerous signal. An Ke realized that he was complaining about why football cannot have time to pause like basketball, just so he could adjust it and take a breath before going on.

Now he can only hold on, and at the same time, he hopes that his teammates will be more motivated and not let him be directly exposed to Florence's firepower.

Even a dam made of granite will be in danger of breaking the dam when facing the fierce erosion of waves higher and higher, let alone people?

Mascherano suddenly shot with a strong long shot in the 25-meter-meter front. An Ke's reaction was slightly full of half a beat. He could not catch the football, so he had to hit the football with both hands, and the football bounced back again. Lucio planned to head the ball, but the football bounced in the air made him jump up with all his strength and he couldn't reach it. He rushed!

When he fell down, the football had been taken by Crew.

Cru's feet swayed slightly and tricked Ismail to the other side. Then he started to shoot by himself, but Lucio hurriedly came up to block it. Cru just distributed the football to Joaquin on the side.

Joaquin had no one to guard the ball, and he quickly drove the ball into the ball. Then, just as Bayern players thought he was going to pass the ball to the goal, but when they returned to defense, he suddenly passed the ball back to Krue in front of the penalty area. This time, Krue didn't wait for the ball to land and directly shot with a strong shot.

The football rebounded on the ground, increasing the difficulty of saving. But An Ke was fully focused and his clone rushed out. But even so, he couldn't grab the football in his arms, but he just punched the football out with both fists.

An Ke, who fell to the ground, dared not neglect. He knew that the danger had not been relieved yet, so he had to remain vigilant at all times. So he quickly got up from the ground and prepared to deal with the shots that were flying from somewhere.

The football that was knocked away by him flew to the left. Joaquin had not returned to the position and happened to receive the football. More importantly, no one was watching him. Joaquin did not cut inside and shot, and he made a cross as soon as possible.

However, Joaquin's cross hit Demikalis's shoulder at the front point and bounced high, which made the Fiorentine players who were preparing to grab the point and the Bayern players who were preparing to defend were unexpected.

Time is fast and no side can hesitate. Zhang Jun originally planned to head the ball directly, but he didn't expect that the cross now became like this. Although he was still flying towards him, the angle, arc and speed were different, making him unable to head the ball. Only...

Zhang Jun jumped up on the spot and crossed his body in the air... He planned to volley directly!

The ball is very close to the goal, and An Ke can also directly snatch the ball, but if Zhang Jun jumps out like this, he will probably be hit in the face with one kick. So An Ke also flew out like a conditioned reflex. He also kicked his feet towards the football, and the two of them were just facing each other in the air!

An Ke was half a beat slower than Zhang Jun, so he was destined not to touch this ball unless he was willing to sacrifice his face... Zhang Jun drew football ahead of An Ke, and the football flew into the goal from An Ke!

At that moment, the two of them were as if they were fighting two flying swords in the air. With a sound of shock, Zhang Jun won.

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!!! Zhang Jun! Fiorentina tied the score! This may be the worst news that Magath heard! Not only did it lead Fiorentina's total score again, but more importantly, Fiorentina also scored a away goal! Now the initiative of the game has been back in Fiorentina! It's so dramatic. Fiorentina has been attacking for so long, and no one expected to break Bayern's defense in this way. Zhang Jun and An Ke's two feet in the air are classic. The goalkeeper gave up his hands and used his feet to compete with the forward who was already good at using his feet. The consequences can be imagined..."

Just as the commentator was still chattering, Zhang Jun ran to the camera, and at the same time he kept waving to greet Kyle: "Come! Come! Come! Sebastian! Come!" Kyle pointed at himself, and when he saw Zhang Jun nodding, he had to run over without understanding.

Then Zhang Jun pulled Kyle and stood in front of the camera, his hands closed, as if he was holding a child and shaking it gently. He swayed his hands!

This is the classic "lullaby" celebration that Bebeto invented!

"This is dedicated to your child, hehe!" Zhang Jun smiled excitedly at Kyle. Apart from being moved, he couldn't say a word.

The other teammates also understood what Zhang Jun meant. This was really a wonderful way to celebrate. They also ran to the two of them, stood in a row, then closed their hands, and shook them as Zhang Jun.

Xiang Tao shook and muttered: "I still want to name your son... or Kru Kyle is not bad..."

Cruel kicked him from behind.

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Although Zhang Jun's action made people who knew the inside story feel very warm and touched. But for those who didn't know that Kyle was going to be a father, they felt very, very strange.

Yang Pan looked at Zhang Jun, who was shaking the cradle on the TV and was excited, and his mouth never closed: "No...no? Could it be that he and Sophie already...what? Is Zhang Jun going to be a father? Damn, let's have children before marriage!"

Kaka almost fell from the bed: "I think... this matter... well, you must believe it, and you must not believe it all. When the game is over, we will call and ask it clearly. But if it is true... Zhang Jun dares to hide it from us and get things done... unforgivable!"

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Sophie, who was far away in Florence, Italy, blushed when she first saw this scene - of course she knew what the action meant - but soon she felt strange: She had never had the same experience with Zhang Jun, and she could not get pregnant. Who did Zhang Jun make this lullaby for? Or was it not a lullaby, but she just understood it wrongly?

Sophie's worries are not over yet, and the TV is still playing the replay of Zhang Jun's goal. Her phone rang again, and it was her mother who called again.

"Hey, Feifei! Have you seen it? Zhang Jun's celebration move? You won't have already..." The mother's tone sounded a little anxious. Although she agreed to live with Zhang Jun, it did not mean that her daughter was pregnant. The mother knew nothing, and this matter could be forgiven.

Sophie's face turned red again: "Mom! Look at you, where do you want to go! I have nothing to do with him, don't guess it."

"Is there really nothing? Mom is worried about you. You don't have any experience in this area. Maybe you don't know if you are really pregnant... Have you felt nauseous, want to vomit, and like to eat sour things recently?" Mom said nervously, as if Sophie was really pregnant. "Also, did you pay attention to safety when you were doing that with Zhang Jun? You must remember to wear condoms..."

Sophie's face was already red like a ripe apple. Of course she knew about these, but it felt quite strange to be said by her mother.

"No, really, no, mom!" Sophie could only stop her endless nagging by making her tone tougher. "We are still sleeping in separate rooms now. He respects me very much and has never forced me. So mom, don't worry. Besides, if it really... that, we won't tell you." Sophie's face turned red again when she said this.

When I heard my daughter's words so decisively, I felt relieved as a mother. "Oh, it's good if I don't, it's good if I don't. Although there are those kind of unfair girls everywhere in society now, I still think it's better to be a little conservative. At least there's no harm in being a little conservative in this regard. Oh, by the way, just talk about this, how is the game?"

Sophie then had the leisure to take a look at the TV. The game had already started again. Bayern, who was tied, began to try to fight back, but the powerful offensive of Fiorentina made their counterattack seem a little weak - they could never get into the deadly place of Fiorentina.

In this way, Zhang Jun and the others have the advantage?

"Well, the game continues, Zhang Jun and the others have the advantage. After scoring a goal, the team is very morale." Sophie briefly introduced the situation on the court.

"That's good, I'll go back and continue watching. Finally, I said, Feifei, you have to be careful of this kind of thing, haha!" Mom ran away after saying such an inexplicable sentence. Sophie shrank into the sofa but her face turned red like a flower.

She thought that after the game, she must call Zhang Jun as soon as possible and ask what the celebration was.

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Okay, let the off-court things aside first and focus on returning to the game. As Sophie told her mother, Bayern, who was always behind in the score, wanted to tie the score again, so he organized several attacks after re-telephone. However, Fiorentina's offensive was fierce, completely suppressing Bayern's intention to counterattack. The only few counterattacks were not painful.

Magath could no longer sit still. He paced around the command area designated by the sidelines, and stopped from time to time to pay attention to the situation on the field with a nervous look on his face. On the contrary, Sabato, who had a gloomy face in the first half, was now talking and laughing with Dilivio next to him, which made the home fans itchy.

Fiorentina leads the overall score, and also has an away goal, which offsets Bayern's away goal advantage. What's more, the game is not over yet. No one knows whether Fiorentina, who is good at attacking, will score another goal in the remaining time. In that way, Bayern will be forced to a dead end. Magath will definitely not allow this situation. According to his habit, he will not bet on all the strength of the attack because the total score is back again. He will first stabilize the defense and then wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

Anke was very angry about this because Florence's offensive pressure was too great, which made him unable to bear it.

Zhang Jun flashed over Bayern's defender again, then shot a long shot outside the penalty area. An Ke flew over and threw the football out of the baseline. But he seemed unhappy. He jumped up and waved his fists at his teammates on the field: "Stay close! Keep a close eye on the people! How can the opponent raise his foot so easily! Are you all air?!" An Ke roared excitedly, and knelt on the ground and pounded the ground angrily to vent his dissatisfaction. "Damn it! This is a life-and-death battle! You can get me some energy! This is a war! It's not a game, it's not a game!!"

Although Anke did not have the blonde hair like Kahn at this time, he still looked like a roaring lion.

One minute later, Fiorentina made a comeback. This time, Cruel divided the football at Duff on the left, and Duff hung the football high towards the back of the goal.

Zhang Jun inserted at the back point, then jumped high and prepared to head the ball. He jumped too high, almost half a body higher than the defenders. Florence supporters almost believed that the ball would definitely be in.

At the same time, An Ke also abandoned the goal and attacked, intending to hit the football. The two met again in the air... No, it should be said to have collided.

Zhang Jun jumped high, staring at the football, without considering the situation beside him. At this time, he had only one idea: push the ball in.

While An Ke turned his head to look at the football, he retreated backwards and then jumped high. He also did not notice the situation behind him. He had only one thought: to hit the ball out and not let it threaten the goal.

Among the crowd in the penalty area, these two people flying in the air were very conspicuous, and they were the focus of the audience's attention.

An Ke was tall and his arms were long. Although Zhang Jun jumped taller than him, he still got the first shot to the football - knocking the football out of the penalty area with a single punch.

But as he hit the football, his forehead hit Zhang Jun's shoulder with unbiased expression! It was as if two high-speed fighter jets were colliding together!

The football jumped out of the sideline, but An Ke also lost his balance and fell down on his back.

Zhang Jun, who landed on the ground, covered his left shoulder and lay on the ground in pain and did not get up again. However, An Ke jumped up suddenly and shouted: "Defense! Why are you watching me? Be careful of their shot!" As a result, the teammates did not do what he said, but still looked at him with a very strange look.

An Ke was about to get angry when he saw Captain Barack coming, then hugged his neck tightly, signaling him to calm down: "Don't worry, this ball is out of bounds. So your current task is not to defend the opponent's shot, but to go down to receive treatment."

Only then did An Ke feel very hot on his cheeks, and he wiped them with his hands and had a pool of blood!

The team doctors on both sides rushed up at the same time and surrounded each of the injured team members.

Magath seemed a little nervous, and shouted to the bench goalkeeper Rensinger on the bench: "What are you still standing there? Go and warm up! Warm up!"

Seeing Rensinger stumble and took off his coat and went to warm up, Magath turned his attention to Bayern's goal again. Damn, Enke must not have any problems. The situation is now serious. If a substitute goalkeeper who has not done enough to warm up suddenly goes up, we will raise our hands to surrender.

On the other side, on the court, Feng Qing held Zhang Jun and asked him to hang on the ground: "How is it? How does it feel?"

Zhang Jun frowned and said, "The left shoulder hurts..."

Feng Qing pinched, then patted Zhang Jun's chest: "Haha, don't worry, I didn't hurt the bone. You kid are lucky, you hit the shoulder with your shoulder, but if you use your head... I'm not so optimistic. Although it hurts now, it's a rest and it will be fine after a while. But the goalkeeper who hits your shoulder with his head... I think it may not be so easy." As he said that, he also looked back at the group of people behind him.

An Ke lay on the ground, quietly asked the team doctor to stop the bleeding and then bandaged the wound. The team doctor just told him that he could continue the game, but he stopped making a noise. But now he became quiet, but instead made his head feel a little drowsy, and everything seemed to be a bit heavy. He shook his head, but the team doctor who was bandaging him stopped: "What's wrong, An?"

"Ah, nothing. Keep going." An Ke blinked again, the ghost disappeared, and his heart also let go.
To be continued...