As a top football coach, Zhuo Yang said how Ancelotti might be unclear. The slippery ground is an objective existence, and it is indeed possible for Manchester United to pick up the leak. But the conditions of the venue are equal to both sides, and anyone can pick up the leak. And relatively speaking, AC Milan, regardless of tactics and team characteristics, as well as familiarity with the field, in this rainy day is much cheaper than Manchester United.

　　 In the first half, he can easily lead 2:0, this rain is indispensable.

　　Furthermore, even if there is an increased chance of leaking under the oppression of the opponent, it is more than the probability of the Milan striker hitting behind.

　　What does this kid want to do? Ancelotti wondered. "Speak clearly, come true, don't hide it for me."

　　 Zhuo Yang Xianmei's cheeks were ‘sorry’, and her right thumb was raised high. "High, it's really high! You can't hide anything from you, or say you're the first person deserved by a new generation of coaches? Gee!" Gao Hat is exquisite in workmanship. However, this did not dare to let Uncle Zha hear it.

　　 Ancelotti likes to hear people praise him, praise and self-praise are the ladder of success. The fat internal organs are as comfortable as ironing in warm water. "Where, Zhuo Yang, if you have any good ideas, let me know. I will help you analyze and analyze them together."

　　 "Look, sir, your coach with such a big hand is still so polite and corporal, so humble, no wonder everyone is serving you, Gee!"

　　 It would be chilly to put on other coaches, but what donkeys tied what donkey, Ancelotti floated. "Haha, I have always been like this. You Chinese people say that you must have a teacher in the three-person line, so I have always maintained a humble and prudent learning attitude. After all, there are still some very good coaches, not much worse than me. Ha Haha..." I just twisted my hands with long hair.

　　Zhuo Yang's thumbs were higher and higher, and they were almost poking to the ceiling of the dressing room. Looking at the fire, Zhuo Yang quickly shook out his abacus.

　　 "Sir, this is the case. In the first half, I promised to help Pipo score a goal. It is estimated that this situation is appropriate today. You also think that 3:0 is more deserving of a handsome than 2:0, right?"

　　 "Anyone who is not famous is just a name, mainly to satisfy our fans at home." Ancelotti is immersed in Wei's aura. "I think 3:0 can be counted as a big score, and it will surely allow the fans who have always supported us to spend a pleasant evening. Pippo is a great player, and of course he deserves a wonderful score. ball."

"It goes without saying, Zhuo Yang. You can't pin your victory on passive defensive counterattacks. We must continue the tactical play of the first half, take the initiative to win a brilliant victory, and let Pipo complete a goal that belongs to him. "Ancelotti, who sticks to himself and is decisive.

　　 "Sir, you are right, I think it is not complete. The tactical master is the tactical master, and my admiration for you, sir."

　　 "It does not matter, you are not the head coach after all, this is not as normal as I am." Ancelotti really is a famous coach. "Zhuo Yang, you need to take care of the midfielder in the second half and put pressure on Manchester United's two midfielder Creek and Fletcher. They are awkward to play today. The breakthrough is them. Can you do it?"

　　 "Look!"

　　 Zhuo Yang's eyebrows walked towards Kaka and Inzaghi, and Ancelotti didn't feel that he had forgotten anything.

How can I tell Jiuye to help him score goals, Zhuo Yang just feels that there is no suspense in winning today. Manchester United not only can't turn the sky, the game is also so easy and happy, such a good scene, Jiuye is watching on the court More pleasing than peach. A perfect and commendable game, how interesting is it to play with someone you like, why would Ji Peach come up to pick peaches?

　　 "What did you say to Karlo just now? See how sweet he smiled." Kaka asked curiously.

　　 Zhuo Yang didn't take care of him, but said to Jiuye: "Just as Karlo said, if you don't score today, he won't let you down."

　　Inzaghi was surprised: "When did he take care of me like this? I don't care!"

　　 This season, Jiuye Inzaghi, who has not shown a lot of water, has only scored 4 goals in the Serie A league. Of course, this has little to do with his appearance in the league. Unconsciously, Jiuye has already scored 7 goals in the Champions League, and has already ranked third in the shooter list, with 15 **** of Kaka and 9 **** of Zhuo Yang ahead. And the seven **** of Jiuye are obviously much higher than Zhuo Yang's gold content, he does not have the brush data of six yuan alone.

　　Inzaghi is a wise man, and Ren Renzi immediately understood what Zhuo Yang and Ancelotti had just exchanged. Zhuo Yang can guess the routine of Ang Fat's substitutions. Inzaghi has been working with Ancelotti for almost ten years. From Juventus to AC Milan, he can certainly touch Ang Fat's pulse. Looking at Zhuo Yang who was happily biting his ear with Kaka, Inzaghi closed his eyes against the back of the chair.

　　 Zhuo Yang didn't care that he only missed two goals in the Champions League. In the end, the scorer ranked second or third. The difference is quite big. Football is a vanity fair. Everyone wants to have more glory on their faces. There are many people on the wall who draw ladders between teammates. Even if you don’t steal things to do the next thing, but don’t mind letting others step on their shoulders, this is indeed too rare.

　　 For Zhuo Yang, some people don’t just have shoulders, it’s okay to lend their heads to stomping~lightnovelpub.net~ There are some people who dare to step on his shoes Zhuo Yang will pump you.

　　 "Hey, Jiuye, you and Van der Sar have been teammates, do you know what technical weaknesses he has?" Zhuo Yang stretched his head again.

　　Inzaghi thought carefully. "He is a perfect goalkeeper and has no obvious weaknesses. Edwin van der Sar left Juventus just because Buffon came. He is the only non-Italian goalkeeper in Juventus history."

　　 "Yes, Edwin is very powerful." Seedorf heard them chatting about Vandersal, and put his mouth in. "At that time in 1995, if Edwin had not done well, we would definitely not be able to win Milan."

　　 In May 1995, AC Milan reached the UEFA Champions League final for the third time in a row, but eventually lost to Ajax 0:1 and failed to defend the title. At that time, 19-year-old Seedorf and 25-year-old Van der Sar were the absolute main force of Ajax. To this day, only Milan and batons are still in the Milan lineup.

　　 began in the second half of the year, the rain was much lighter, and the water seepage system under the San Siro turf was very passable.

Alan Smith, who came off the bench, looked at Zhuo Yang on the opposite side, looked at the rain, and turned his head to look at Cristiano Ronaldo.

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