Nyon, Switzerland.

The club coaches in the quarterfinals of the knockout stage gathered here again. This time, Woller was no longer lonely standing in the crowd. Many coaches, club bosses or chairman came over to say hello to him.

Today, Wollear is a European celebrity. The team is the most brilliant and powerful team in Europe. Naturally, many people will take the initiative to say hello. However, Karmond, who came with him, has always been full of vigilance in his eyes because he feels that the bosses and presidents of other clubs are malicious.

I guess they are all thinking about poaching Waller? Otherwise, why don’t you come and say hello to him?

After staying in the position of the boss for so long, he always feels very sensitive and will never think wrong.

Of course, someone else greeted him.

"Hey,"

"Fat man,"

It's Ferguson.

Ferguson was so proud that his face wrinkled into bitter gourd every day a few days ago. Before yesterday's game ended, Ferguson had never laughed.

But now Manchester United has appeared and is in a good mood. We can finally chat with Kalmond.

He called Kalmond Fatty.

"Thank you."

Ferguson's face was filled with smiles.

"If you don't succeed in sniping, Trapatoni should be standing in front of you."

"oh."

Kalmond glanced at Ferguson with an expressionless face, and felt disgusted with him, as if Ferguson owed him something.

"Why look at me with this expression?"

"We didn't snipe Leverkusen. Are you strong or you escaped? I wish you lost the game."

"hehe,"

Ferguson still smiled, "You must be still angry with me."

"Why am I angry with you?" Kalmond shrugged, pretending that this was not the case.

"Stop pretending, isn't it just because I'm digging your corner? In fact, if I don't dig your corner, other teams will also dig your corner. So fat man, there is no need to take this matter to heart. I'll do it openly, but others are secretly."

While saying this, Ferguson looked at Hones not far away.

After Bayern Munich entered the quarterfinals this time, head coach Heathfield did not come to the scene to draw lots, but general manager Heaness took the lead.

Of course, everyone understands the reason why he didn't come. Heathfield, who was plagued by scandals, could not appear in front of the media.

Ferguson's meaning is very obvious, referring to Heness secretly approaching Ze Roberto and then poaching Roberto.

And he, Ferguson, came out openly, what's so angry about Carlmond?

At this time, Kalmond's face finally calmed down.

"But it's not this time. You want to shake our morale. If you really want to, you should tell us at the end of the season."

"Yes, I admit this, so I'm talking to you now, and we, Manchester United, are still interested in Zheng Zhi."

grass!

Kalmond took a step back in an instant and looked at Ferguson vigilantly again.

"Is my heart still dead?"

"How could we sell him?"

Ferguson waved his hand and continued.

"Fatty, you know."

"You can't keep them."

"You think about it, now a few guys in your team are targeted by other clubs in Europe. As long as you give enough prices, those players will definitely be moved. Even if your club forcefully keeps them, they will not be able to play football for the club well, right?"

The forced melon is not sweet! Ferguson's words hit the point and directly talked about Kalmond's heart.

"A team like this will not be comparable to that of now, so you should let go when it comes to letting go."

"Of course we are not discussing what's going on now, I have to reiterate that we are thinking about this summer."

"I just want to say hello to me in advance by then. No matter which club wants to do this, their sincerity is not as good as Manchester United."

Ferguson patted his shoulder and explained it seriously.

Kalmond was still passive everywhere and did not answer, but he was also a default.

But then Ferguson said:

"Zheng Zhi, Ronaldinho and Barack, I must choose one of these three players."

Kalmond almost fainted...

...

...

At the lottery site, the League Cup draw was first drawn, and then the Champions League draw.

The UEFA president and lottery guests, Dutch football legend Basten, stood on the rostrum together, preparing to start the lottery.

Basten first pronounced the name of the Champions League quarterfinals: Chelsea, Barcelona, ​​Real Madrid, Manchester United, Porto, Bayern Munich, Lazio and Leverkusen.

The first one to draw was Real Madrid, and they met Chelsea.

Then came Bayern Munich, who drew Porto.

Fark!

As soon as he saw these two results, Voral's heart was a little broken. This means that Leverkusen had no choice at all, and he must have to meet Barcelona!

Barcelona coach Van Gaal, not far away, also looked in pain.

They didn't want to draw Leverkusen, but they really pulled it.

The most difficult opponent is perhaps the strongest opponent. As confident as Van Gaal dares not say that Barcelona can defeat Leverkusen. But now the rice is cooked, they just draw Leverkusen.

The last group was Valencia against Lazio, which attracted little attention.

In this way, the quarterfinals were out.

Real Madrid vs Porto

Bayern Munich vs Chelsea

Leverkusen vs Barcelona

Manchester United vs Lazio

The result of the lottery was really like some people crying and some people laughing. At the first time the lottery ended, Real Madrid coach Boske smiled. Maybe he felt that he had drawn a big gift package?

Real Madrid's opponent is Porto of the Portuguese Super League, and the opponent is indeed relatively simple.

More people frowned, especially Ferguson.

Before the lottery started, his face that was satisfied with spring breeze turned into a bitter melon face again.

He just escaped from Florence and met Lazio again. It would be strange if he could be happy.

Fiorentina has been struggling, and Lazio is even stronger. This is the PK of the Premier League leader and the Serie A leader.

mmmp~

As for Bayern Munich and Chelsea, Henes is even more unlikely to have any joy. Even Hertha Berlin has never taken advantage of Chelsea. Now it is Bayern Munich's turn, and he is also very cautious. Perhaps it was because he lost to Manchester United in the Champions League final last year, which puts Henes in a little more burden.

But no matter what, Van Gaal's expression was not as ugly as he did. He really didn't want to meet Leverkusen.

Why do they have to be?

When he walked out of the lottery site, the club Leverkusen was circling in his mind.

“Louis,”

"What do you think about the lottery results?"

Van Gaal was stopped by Spanish reporters halfway through.

The sign of World Sports News was hung on his chest.

Van Gaal didn't notice it at first and almost ran into the other party.

"What did you say?"

He asked once.

"I want to ask you what you think about the lottery results?"

"Ah, the lottery result?"

He paused for a moment, pretended to be calm and said, "It's okay, as expected, and as expected. You can't be so lucky, you always want to draw the lottery you want."

"It's hard to play in Leverkusen, everyone knows, but if we want to win the championship, we have to defeat any opponent."
To be continued...