Chinese champion

Chapter 348 The Blue-Black Empire Youare My Only

There was a power outage during the day, so posting late.

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After Zhu Jun sent Fang Zhiling to the hotel, he didn't stay any longer. Since there was a game the day after tomorrow, according to the usual practice, closed training would be held two days in advance. It was thanks to Rijkaard that he could ask for leave at noon today. He has lost face, and it would be shameful not to report back to the training base.

After seeing off Zhu Jun, Fang Zhiling was still wondering, where did this Zhu Jun ask about his birthday?Could it be that his father revealed it to him?
this father!Fang Zhiling pouted, did he like Zhu Jun so much that he would tell him everything?

But having said that, I don't seem to have any secrets from Zhu Jun. The clothes he bought for me that day included underwear, and even the details of his body were known by this guy. What else? Is it a secret?

Fang Zhiling covered her blushing face, not daring to think about it anymore.

For the next day, Fang Zhiling stayed in the hotel after finishing the jet lag, and Zhu Jun couldn't come out of the training base, so he had to leave Fang Zhiling in the hotel.

But Fang Zhiling didn't just have nothing to do. As a fan, even in the hotel, there were enough things to pass the time.

Fang Zhiling sat in front of the TV for a whole day, and the Catalan TV station had been broadcasting the team's performance during this period, and naturally some wonderful scenes from the past were also indispensable.

Ronaldinho's ghostly breakthrough, Deco's unpretentious style, Xavi's seemingly casual but always fatal pass, Messi's small dribble, Eto'o's ubiquitous shooting...and Zhu Jun's blood-boiling skills.

Speaking in China, Fang Zhiling seldom watches the live broadcast of La Liga. Due to the time difference, La Liga games are always around [-] to [-] am in BJ time. It is too late. Staying up late is the biggest enemy of girls' skin. Naturally, Fang Zhiling I won't stay up so late to watch the game.

So she saw Zhu Jun's performance on TV is just a highlight after the game, some details are impossible to see, although the CCTV Sports Channel has produced a program for all players playing in Europe this year, but It was also edited, not detailed enough, and now there are no less than 20 Chinese players playing in Europe, and the one-and-a-half-hour program Zhu Jun can spread out for more than ten minutes and it will be enough.

But this time it is different on Catalan TV. As the Barcelona striker who has played the third most time online this season, after Eto’o and Ronaldinho, Zhu Jun has given him enough The close-ups, especially his extraordinary skills, are shown over and over again.

Zhu Jun didn't score many goals in this half season, only three. This is due to his position. Compared with the two wingers Ronaldinho and Messi, his position is closer to the side, and his passing is easier. More, so it affects his number of goals, but he has a lot of assists, a total of nine assists, second only to Ronaldinho who has [-] assists in the team. With him, Barcelona would have The already ferocious firepower is stronger. The happiest person may be Eto'o. The biggest beneficiary of the increase in the number of assists for the entire team is him. Just after half a season, he has scored [-] goals. Goals are higher than in the previous two seasons, and the second top scorer in La Liga is just around the corner.

Fang Zhiling looked at it, and remembered Zhu Jun's words again. She was really looking forward to it. What birthday gift would he give her?His birthday was New Year's Eve. If he didn't want to give him a gift in Milan, he would probably only be in Barcelona. Could it be that he dedicated himself to scoring a goal in the game?Ha ha, that's really vulgar...

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February [-], Camp Nou.

Barcelona's opponent Valencia in this game is ranked fourth in the standings, but the distance from the top three is quite large, and behind them, there are at least three or four teams that are only one goal away from them. So they can't afford to lose this game.

They can't afford to lose, and Barcelona can't afford to lose even more. Although Barcelona ranks first, Real Madrid and Sevilla behind them are very close to them, with only two and three points behind them. In a very dense situation, Barcelona can't afford to lose every game.

In today's game, due to Deco's accumulation of yellow cards and suspension, Rijkaard arranged for Ronaldinho to play in the midfield, Zhu Jun and Messi were on both sides, and the center was the African cheetah Eto'o.

There was a lot of snow in Barcelona last night, and part of the snow on the field today has not been cleared. This is not good for Barcelona, ​​which is known for its excellent skills and delicate ground coordination. Although Valencia is [-] years behind Barcelona In terms of losses, they only lost one game, and Barcelona lost one game less. Even in normal times, it is not a problem for Barcelona to break through Valencia's goal. Easy thing, let alone in such bad weather?
Although Barcelona launched their iconic onslaught at the beginning of the game, Zhu Jun was also very active, frequently using his speed and technique to cause trouble for his opponents on the left, but his luck seems to be not very good today. Miguel's subsequent shot was miraculously saved by the old goalkeeper Canizares!

There was a sound of regret at the Nou Camp, and Fang Zhiling in the box also let out a cry of disappointment. Although he felt that it might be vulgar for Zhu Jun to use a goal as a birthday present for himself, Fang Zhiling still felt very fond of this gift deep in his heart. expected.

The slippery field inhibited the display of Barcelona's technology, while Valencia threatened Barcelona's gate through quick counterattacks. Joaquin and Vicente on the two wings frequently launched counterattacks. Chance to kill with one blow.

The first half ended quickly with 0:0. Although Rijkaard was not satisfied with the score, there was nothing he could do. In such a bad field, Barcelona still created three or four goals in the first half. An absolute chance to score is already very good, but it is a pity that it was either saved by the goalkeeper or missed.

Rijkaard did not make a substitution, but gave the players a few details in the locker room, and then asked the players to move freely and rest.In his view, the team he leads is already mature and there is no need to do more.

Holding a bottle of water, Ronaldinho touched Zhu Jun who was sitting on the side resting: "Zhu, what's wrong with you today, why are you working so hard on the court? This doesn't look like you."

The teammates next to them all laughed. To be honest, Zhu Jun and Ronaldinho have similar attitudes on the football field. They always play every game with a smile. It’s good to win, but it’s okay to lose It would be too sad, but in this state of mind, the two of them performed better than ordinary people.

Zhu Jun pursed his lips: "I want to score a goal today."

"Wow! Grab business with me, why?" Eto'o rushed over immediately. This guy has no other hobbies, and he is excited when he hears a goal.

"This..." Zhu Jun hesitated for a moment, but still said: "My girlfriend is here today, and she is watching the ball in the stands above." Zhu Jun pointed to the top of his head: "It will be her birthday in a few days, I want to score a goal and say what I've always wanted to say to her... so I really wanted to score today..."

Hustling, the whistle immediately blew up, and there was a strange cry from the Barcelona locker room. Everyone rushed to Zhu Jun, expressing their friendship one after another.

"I didn't say anything, we will definitely help you!" This is Mota's words.

"You can safely attack in the front, and I'm behind!" Van Bronhorst patted his chest.

"Why don't you play center forward? The chances of scoring in the middle are higher. I'll go to the left!" Eto'o said seriously.

"How about this, I'll give you a penalty..." Ronaldinho thought about it for a long time, and said very painfully.

"Leo (Messi's name), throw more into the penalty area in the second half, create a penalty for Zhu, you are the best at doing this..."

There was a roar of laughter, and Messi gritted his teeth and chased Max, who was pretending to be deep, and kicked his ass: "You talk nonsense... I never flop!"

Sitting on the sidelines, eyes closed, Rijkaard opened his eyes and took a look, then closed them with a smile.

Joy, this is the atmosphere in the Barcelona dressing room. It is in this atmosphere that Barcelona has won three consecutive La Liga titles and two consecutive Champions League titles, becoming an opponent that makes all the giants feel horrible.

Jokes are jokes, support is support, Zhu Jun knows very clearly in his heart that if he wants to score goals, he has to rely on his own efforts.

Valencia's defense has always been the best in La Liga. When facing such a solid defensive team, even Barcelona can't say that they can score easily, and Zhu Jun doesn't want to pass a penalty. To score this goal is not to say that a penalty kick is not considered a goal, but that when he felt that scoring a penalty kick was not too difficult, he could not reflect the originality of his gift.

However, he still has confidence. The confidence comes from the fact that he seldom scored goals in the first half of the season. He always passed the ball to his teammates. He bet that the opponent would not take him too seriously in the penalty area.

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"Beautiful breakthrough! Magical left foot Zhu! He just got rid of Miguel's defense on the left side very beautifully just now. What kind of exquisite and imaginative pass will he pass for us?"

The Nou Camp commentator exclaimed excitedly, changing other players, he would never be so sure that he would pass the ball, but Zhu Jun is an exception. This winger from China seems to be not very keen on scoring goals. He likes to see his teammates score his pass into the goal, but he has seen Zhu Jun do this more than once.

Not only did he think so, but even Valencia's two central defenders thought the same way. Seeing that Eto'o and Messi had entered the penalty area, and Ronaldinho was watching the tiger outside the penalty area, the two were busy watching At the same time, Albelda also retreated to chase after Ronaldinho.

Seeing this situation, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhu Jun's mouth, and with a slight movement of his feet, he flicked the ball into the penalty area and broke into it!

"Oh! Zhu broke through!" The narrator shouted in surprise, as if he suddenly found himself in Jurassic Park.

What was more surprising than him was the defenders of Valencia. Zhu Jun had already broken through to the small penalty area in two steps. What does this mean?
It means that with Zhu Jun's footwork, he can hit the goal at any time!

Canizares attacked, and at the same time, Miguel, who was thrown away by Zhu Jun just now, also chased him from behind. Seeing that he could not stop Zhu Jun from shooting, Miguel squeezed his whole body, and at the same time his elbow was very sinister. Hit it!
Miguel is more than ten centimeters taller than Zhu Jun, and the position of his horizontal elbow is near Zhu Jun's head!
"No!" Fang Zhiling stood up abruptly, and pressed her face tightly against the glass of the box. She naturally knew what would happen if Zhu Jun didn't dodge, and Miguel's elbow would probably hit him. On his temples!
Zhu Jun turned his head to the side, but before that, he had already shot the ball very powerfully!
Then he felt a shock in his head, and he had been hit hard on the brow bone.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Eto'o supporting him.

"Did the ball go in?" Zhu Jun's first question was this.

"When is it, you still care about this!" Eto'o said dumbfounded: "Go in! You should go down for treatment first!"

"No!" Zhu Jun yelled, jumped up like that, pushed away his teammates around him, and ran desperately to the sidelines.

"What's wrong with him? Is he crazy?" Eto'o asked Ronaldinho confused, and Ronaldinho shook his head.

Fang Zhiling was crying until the rain hit the peach blossoms, but in the dim eyes of tears, she saw Zhu Jun running to the side of the stand where she was, with blood still flowing on her face - what did he want to do?
Fang Zhiling pressed her face against the glass, ignoring the cold, and then she saw Zhu Jun take off his upper body jersey, revealing the two lines on his underwear.

"Youare My Only!" (You are my only), the following line is written in Chinese: "Happy Birthday!" This is Zhu Jun expressing his heart to her!Now she finally knew why Zhu Jun was so desperate to score a goal on the court!
Fang Zhiling burst into tears, she now knew that this man was what she needed in her life!

(End of this chapter)