“Everyone is strange.”

Mourinho's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, "There is only one day left for us, no, in fact, only half a day, we can't spend a whole day training this."

“So today we will be very busy and exhausted.”

"Everyone is going to prepare and see you at the training ground at nine o'clock in the future and the meeting will be over."

...

...

In the training ground, the first team members had already finished jogging and warming up, and are now conducting ball training.

Everyone also talked about tomorrow's game.

Matrazi, who did not participate in the first round, screamed, "I will make that boy Boyer look good,"

"I will avenge Pirlo, absolutely."

"They come here, we must let them be peeled."

"This is our battlefield, and we must not lose to them in terms of momentum."

Dalma also joined the discussion.

"Yes, we have to give them some color. If we can destroy one of them, they will definitely be afraid. They think that only the Premier League is rough? It's so funny. I really think that only they will foul."

"Well, I'll make them cry too!" Panucci also swears.

Zheng Zhi's face turned cold and he opened his mouth seriously.

"What are you all talking about?"

"You all have thought wrong,"

"You must not play the game with such a mentality."

"Please remember that all fights are just for winning the game. These are means, and they are means of soberness, not means of brain fever? Do you understand?"

"If you come on the court with this mentality, maybe we will end up in the game. Remember, we must not lose one person to the team because of the red and yellow cards!"

"What is our goal? It is offense, scoring more than two goals to advance to the Champions League final! It is defense, to ensure that the opponent cannot break through our goal and cannot lose a single goal!"

Zheng Zhi was excited as he spoke, and he slowly raised his right arm.

"Brothers!"

"This is not to put pressure on you, but to inject you with the belief of winning! The confidence of winning!"

"Along the way this season, we have abused many strong teams, giving them three to zero, four to zero or even five to zero. Will the Leeds United team in front of us be stronger than them? No, they are weak! Absolute weak! They rely on bad fouls, run hard, and have a team that is worse than us!"

"So, we have to despise them strategically and value them tactically!"

"As long as we can fully implement the boss's tactics into the game, we can win the game! As long as we maintain enough concentration and confidence in winning, we will definitely be able to defeat them!"

After slowing down, Zheng Zhi said excitedly again:

"Do you know what's ahead?"

"Do you know what's ahead!"

"Then the fuck is the Champions League final! The fuck is the Champions League final!"

"Then the fuck is the final of the Champions League held in Mayacha!"

"Only we can stand in Meacha to play! It's definitely not Leeds United!"
Chapter completed!