Super Coach

Generally, I never taste the opponent's red wine when I lose a game!

In a separate box near the exit square of the Meazza Stadium, Ferguson held up the red wine glass in his hand and said in a sigh, his tone was full of resentment, obviously he was very dissatisfied with losing this game.

Generally, I never invite my opponent to taste red wine when I win a game!

Yang Cheng curled his lips and said with an annoying smile.

Ferguson took a sip of the red wine in his hand, it was really good, it was the famous Lambrusco red wine, a well-known brand in Italy, but he was critical, The taste is not as explosive as the 61-year-old Latour, The alcohol isn't strong enough, I think it's a bit soft, just like yours!

Chateau Latour’s wines are famous for their explosive taste and strong and broad taste. The 61-year-old Latour’s genuine wine even got full marks, ranking first in the last century, even better than the 82-year-old Lafite It is even more famous, and now only some collectors have it.

Before Melissa, Trio specially found two bottles for Yang Cheng, intending to give one bottle to him as a celebration of his victory over the opponent and invite Ferguson to taste the wine, and keep the other bottle for him, but this stingy But the guy treats these two bottles of wine as treasures, and enshrines them in the living room of his home, a very prominent position.

Indeed, Latour is very rare, so he has the title of the king of wine, but Sir, I'm afraid you can't stand it. After all, it is a strong red wine for young men. I think of you! Yang Cheng fought back, It implies that he is old and useless.

Ferguson sneered, When it comes to morality, deeds, and wine tasting, you are still far behind!

But I'm young! Yang Cheng responded.

Ferguson glared at him and raised his wine glass.

With a bang, the two drank up the red wine in their hands again, really a bit reckless.

In front of them, the players were still walking out of the Meazza Stadium one after another, but it could be seen that each of them had a satisfied smile on their faces, because their team had won.

Sometimes when I think about it, we are really living a life that is not like a human! Ferguson turned the wine glass in his hand, looking at the ball mí below, quite a bit sad, Wake up every morning It’s about racking your brains, trying to win game after game, for what?”

Yang Cheng sat beside him, both leaning against the back of the chair,

Facing the large floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the flow of people below, the whole scene is very interesting. I am afraid that no one will see this scene.

For pride! Yang Cheng said.

Ferguson savored the aroma of the wine with his tongue. After hearing this, he kept nodding, Come and have a drink!

With a bang, the two drank another small cup.

You're right, it's just for pride, for that absolute pride! Ferguson laughed loudly.

Yang Cheng was very emotional about this.

Recalling that when he first came to this world, he just wanted to prove himself, so he worked hard and worked hard in Chemnitz just to prove himself; Prove that you can succeed in European football.

After coming to Inter Milan, he came with the aura of a successful man and a savior. At this time, he was not for success, but for a pride in his heart, proving that he was worthy of Moratti's attention and worthy of Inter Milan football. Mí's love and support are worthy of the praise of all the world's golfers and fans.

But at the same time, he also has an ambition to make himself the best one!

People are like this. To put it nicely, they are self-motivated and enterprising. To put it bluntly, they are dissatisfied!

Everything has two sides, it depends on what angle you look at this issue!

You should come to England! Ferguson burst out suddenly.

Why? Yang Cheng felt strange.

Ferguson smiled slightly, Because I'm so lonely!

**! Yang Cheng gave a middle finger.

Ferguson laughed out loud, he liked this straightforward character very much, at least not like some people, who looked gentle and elegant, but were actually terribly bored.

If you come to England, we will play a few games every season, damn it, it's cool! Ferguson drank some wine, and his words became rough.

This is his true nature, to be careless and act recklessly.

Also, I really think your personality is in Italy. After a short stay, all the guys here seem to be open, but it depends on what to look at. The football environment here is the same as their football style, conservative! They can't tolerate it at all. You kind of person!

After a pause, Ferguson shook his head again, Inter Milan is not mainstream in Italy, and with you as a non-mainstream head coach, you are destined to be enemies of the whole of Italy. This will happen.”

Yang Cheng smiled, handed over the wine glass, and the two clinked again with a bang.

Swallowing the red wine in his mouth, Ferguson spoke again, I originally planned to retire after coaching this season, but..., ****, I hate talking about this matter, I have two hopes now, Once it's done, I will retire, one is to win the Champions League and the other...,

He stared at Yang Cheng with malicious intent, I just want to kill you!

You have no chance! Yang Cheng leaned over again, had a drink with him, and sneered.

Ferguson has a good drinker, and the two came and went, and it didn't take long for a bottle of red wine to bottom out, but they still felt a little unsatisfied.

I'm sorry, next time I come to Manchester, I'll invite you to my house to have a drink! Ferguson finished his last sip of wine and stood up.

I'll talk about it when you win! Yang Cheng said with a smile.

Ferguson pointed to this smug guy, turned around and was about to leave.

Oh! Yang Cheng called to stop him from behind.

What's up?

Yang Cheng laughed, When you retire, I'll give you a bottle of 61-year-old Latour!

**! Ferguson pointed his middle finger, laughed loudly, turned around and walked out.

After Yang Cheng sent him away, he leaned on the back of the chair unconsciously, and became confused.

It's true that he doesn't drink well. He drank a lot of wine just now, and his head is a little dizzy.

I don't know how long Werther has been in this sleepy state, and the phone rang.

Hello! Yang Cheng blinked his dry mouth and exhaled.

Where is it? Canalis's affectionate and gentle voice came from the phone.

Yang Cheng looked back and the lights around the stadium were all dimmed, obviously it's not too early now.

In Meazza!

Did you drink with Ferguson? Canalis asked with a charming smile.

Well, that old guy's ability to coach the team is not very good, but his drinking capacity is abnormal! Yang Cheng deliberately belittled his opponent.

This is also his habit of treating good friends.

The more he values ​​and is close to his friends, the more he likes to tease and sarcasm like this. On the contrary, those who are always polite on weekdays find it difficult to get along with him.

Hee hee... Canalis was a little silent after hearing this.

The two were silent for about half a minute before she murmured on the phone: I miss you, Caesar!

Then you come and pick me up! Yang Cheng was shocked.

Since they got married, the two had a tryst every now and then, and the place was at Canalis's home.

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Cheng came out from the street next to Canalis's house wrapped in a down jacket.

It didn't take long for Canalis to drive a car, but no one picked him up and drove him to the San Siro.

Although he had gone through the gut-wrenching battle last night, his parting this morning was inevitably full of troubles. Afterwards, Yang Cheng got off Fengcanaris in a secluded place and went directly to buy breakfast before returning to his home.

Yang Cheng took a taxi directly from the entrance of the stadium and went to the Pinettina base.

They have rehearsed the whole process countless times, and they just didn't get discovered by Milan Cheng's all-pervasive reporters. This kind of stimulation of having an affair is like being a thief, and it brings full lust to Yang Cheng.

But as soon as he walked into his office, Yang Cheng immediately swept away all the things, and began to concentrate on the next things.

Knock Knock...

Come in! Yang Cheng shouted while sitting in the office.

Recoba pushed open the door of Yang Cheng's office, walked in, Boss! He turned and closed the door.

Come and sit! Yang Cheng pointed to the opposite side of himself.

Lei Keba timidly sat down opposite Yang Cheng, but he was wondering why Yang Cheng called him over as soon as the training was over.

When he came to the desk, he found that Yang Cheng was reading today's newspaper, and it was all about Yingyu's UEFA Champions League match last night. Inter Milan defeated Manchester United and the whole of Italy was boiling. Cheng and Inter Milan were full of praise, including those newspapers that had always been against him.

They had no choice but to swallow the bitter pill and endure all this if they wanted to boost sales!

Yang Cheng noticed Recoba's sincerity, and asked with a smile, Have you read today's newspaper?

Recoba nodded, Well, read it!

The Milan Sports Daily has a special report introducing you, have you read it? Yang Cheng asked again.

Recoba smiled and nodded. That report wrote him very well, thinking that he played the English key in the two games against Manchester United, and Weiss Brown was completely defeated by him.

I really think that story is well written, but there's one thing I don't agree with!

Which point? Recoba asked strangely.

They think you should be the main force! Yang Cheng said bluntly.

Recoba was silent, but stared at Yang Cheng, hoping for an explanation.

When Nedved and Baggio were absent, I had inspected you and Pirlo playing together, or some games where you played alone, but the effect was not very good. I believe you have also discovered this.

Recoba had to accept the team, and his performance was indeed mixed, because Pirlo and Zanetti did not provide him with the support that Nedved had, allowing him to charge forward.

I have to tell you frankly, Alvaro, in my tactical map, Nedved is the temporary choice for the midfielder position, and you will be a surprise soldier on my hand. At the critical moment, explode An amazing striker like this game against Manchester United!

Recoba continued to remain silent, he didn't know how to respond at this time, because he also had a hunch about his position in the team, and he had no competition with Nedved at all for the time being.

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