Eating and drinking, it was so satisfying. Well, Sir Ferguson should have some opinions about Lu Ning, and vented all these dissatisfactions on drinking. A bottle of Rafite, who had been in 1983, had already entered Sir Ferguson's stomach, which made Lu Ning recall James Cameron, the same recipe and the same taste.

"Well? Lu, why are they all your Inter Milan fans?" After a while, Ferguson looked outside and found that it was all Inter Milan and blue and black striped jerseys. He was depressed, but did UEFA give 10,000 tickets? But now it seems that there are blue and black fans everywhere in the stadium, directly suppressing Liverpool fans.

The Liverpool fans were also a little bored. When they entered the stadium, they saw that, damn, why are they all Inter Milan fans? Did they enter the fake Old Trafford? If this is the Meach Stadium, Liverpool fans believe that, okay, they were originally in full force, but now, when they see the number of people, Liverpool fans are hiding in their corners, trembling. Damn, we were deceived. These bastards from UEFA must have deceived us.

"Ha, as long as you spend money, nothing can be done." Lu Ning just smiled and said nothing. Massimo Morati was indeed proud. Seeing his little arrogant look, Lu Ning rolled his eyes. Ferguson even sneered, Humph, the evil gold and dollar football, look, what does the normal order have been made? But to be honest, Ferguson is still quite envious. He is rich, no matter whether it is a waste or not, such an important game, with the support of his own fans, it is of course much better.

This is definitely the atmosphere of the home court. Look at the cheers of Inter Milan fans outside. Tsk tsk, in so many Champions League finals, in addition to the rare home game, this game has this illusion.

"Ha, the food is almost done. I said, Mr. Chairman, should we go and see our players first?" Massimo Morati saw Ferguson's face and knew that this person was eating. Well, it felt so good. Well, in order not to stimulate Sir Ferguson anymore, Massimo Morati still suggested that Lu Ning go and see the players first.

Lu Ning nodded, and he still had to cheer the players before the game. Of course, Sir Ferguson would definitely not follow him. Now, the old sir has made up his mind to kill the remaining half of Rafi after Lu Ning and Massimo Morati left. Humph, let you show off. Thinking of this, Sir Ferguson is in a much better mood.

Lu Ning and Massimo Moratti walked through the passage and arrived directly at the locker room of Inter Milan. When Lu Ning and Massimo Moratti arrived, Lippi was making the final tactical arrangement, while head coach assistant Mourinho is still writing and drawing on the whiteboard he held. The two studied it until late at night last night, and still felt that it was appropriate to play counterattack in the first half.

Mourinho originally proposed to give up the frontcourt, place heavy troops in the midfield and backcourt, and effectively intercept it. In the front, it is enough to leave Ronaldo alone. After all, Zidane and Pirlo both had high-quality long passes, but Lippi still felt that the midfield was the key to victory, which could also reduce the pressure on the backcourt very well.

Well, the two of them expressed their opinions on this matter. Of course, Lippi decided to implement his own plan in the end. Lu Ning actually recognized Lippi's plan. After all, this method of setting up a bus would waste Inter Milan, two excellent midfielders, Zidane and Pirlo. You should know that Inter Milan's midfield is very powerful, dual-core driver, and has very good compatibility. This is not a configuration that ordinary wealthy families can have.

"Chairman, Mr. Massimo Morati." Seeing these two people come in, Lippi also ended his deployment.

"Mr. Lippi, keep going, just wait on the side." Lu Ning had no airs and signaled Lippi to continue, saying that he had to wait on the bench on the side.

"No, Chairman, the deployment has been finished, and the next step is to warm up on the court." Lippi shook his head and said, since the chairman is here, of course, he would invite him to attend and say a few words.

Well, since that's the case, Lu Ning was not polite. He came to the position where Lippi was standing just now and looked at his players with a smile. Well, at least he was in good spirits, especially the main players. Lu Ning could not wait to see in their eyes.

"Everyone, I believe everyone's mentality is already a little anxious now. Yes, if it were me, I would rather play now. Zidane and Pirlo, pass a few more good goals, Carlos, insert it hard, give Liverpool a little more good looks, by the way, Ronaldo, don't be polite today, score a few more goals, as long as you win this game, everyone here, each person and one Ferrari, I will do what I say." Lu Ning's last sentence instantly caused cheers.

"Haha, guys, come on the court, you will be surprised. You should know that our chairman bought more than 20,000 tickets at a price of 3 times. Now, this Dream Theater is our home court. Everyone, can Liverpool be arrogant at our home court?" Massimo Morati added when he saw Lu Ning finishing his words.

"cannot!"

"Fuck it!"

"Solve the battle in half!" Well, the players spoke out one after another. For a moment, they were indignant. There was nothing else. Massimo Morati's words were enough. Lu Ning created such good conditions for the team. How much did the home atmosphere cost? It's no longer important. I know one thing. The team has satisfied everything that can be satisfied. Now it depends on everyone's performance.

A group of tiger and wolf troops warmed up on the court. When they came out of the player channel, there was a tsunami cheer. Indeed, there was no difference from their home court. Inter Milan's loyal fans have also put on a slogan: "We will always walk with you!"

With such a home atmosphere, Liverpool fans booed. Well, Mr. Massimo Morati was right. In this regard, Old Trafford Stadium is our home court.

Every time I run back and every catch, I welcome the cheers of the fans. The young man on the court felt particularly energetic.

Lu Ning and Massimo Morati returned to the private room. Well, sure enough, the remaining half bottle of Rafi had already been in Sir Ferguson's stomach. This guy was blushing and was holding the last small glass of red wine, and pretending to give Lu Ning and Massimo Morati a glass.
Chapter completed!