The locker room was surprisingly calm, and it was rare for Mourinho to not speak loudly, get angry or yell during the intermission.

This is the confidence to lead the team to the finals for the third consecutive year.

Mourinho walked up to Zheng Zhi and chatted with him for a few words.

"Physical condition?"

"No problem." Zheng Zhi's answer was also very simple.

"Your nose?" Mourinho pointed to his nose.

"Very good." Zheng Zhi smiled.

"That's good." Mourinho patted his shoulder and felt even more at ease.

In fact, most of the time he didn't know what to tell Zheng Zhi. Zheng Zhi always did well enough on the court and didn't need him to give orders at all.

Even though his performance today looked very dull and had no highlights, he didn't want to say anything to Zheng Zhi.

Because he knew that plainness was just superficial. If Zheng Zhi had not been in the midfield, perhaps the score would have been like this. What else would have happened if the general was short of soldiers?

Mourinho clapped his palms and began to gather everyone together.

“We played well in the first half.”

"We all know that we need someone to score to come forward."

"But first we have to be clear that this is the final and there are fewer mistakes than the opponent. I immediately felt anxious."

"But this is a battle of will and patience."

"Juventus is much nervous now than we do, they have no experience. All we have to do is keep waiting for them to make mistakes and then give them a fatal blow."

Today's lineup is 4312. Mourinho decisively chose to focus on defense at the beginning of his freshman year. After all, there is no offensive power of Messi and Ronaldo. Showing weakness is not a bad thing for Inter Milan. Who can laugh to the end? Mourinho is more willing to wait.

However, the locker room next door is not like this.

Lippi couldn't hold back.

He drove all the substitutes back to the stadium in advance to warm up. As time went by, he found it was getting harder and harder.

He couldn't even sit still.

For Lippi, he has enough experience in the Champions League finals, which is more than any current coach.

but,

This is almost all nightmare.

Except for 1995-96, it was a wonderful year, and the next two years were all nightmares. They lost all the finals, lost to Dortmund in the second year and Real Madrid in the third year.

Tonight is his fourth final.

He was more nervous and nervous than anyone else.

But he couldn't show it.

After driving all the disciples out of the locker room, Lippi sneaked into the bathroom, lit a cigarette, and slowly started smoking. She had quit smoking for many years, but today she couldn't help smoking again.

Ahem?

Cough cough cough,

He coughed a few times in a row, and wasn't used to it? In the end, he still slapped the cigarette butt? After washing his face, he walked out of the locker room with great strides...

In the Dream Theater, fans of the two teams started to quarrel through the stands, looking very energetic.

"Juventus here took the lead in substitution? Lippi made the first substitution adjustment."

"Davis was replaced by Salayetta."

"Salayeta is a forward? Davis is Juventus' defensive barrier. This signal is very obvious. Lippi wants to attack? He wants to win with offense. If Salaeta comes up, it means that Pierro's position needs to be retreated? He may have to play the position of the front midfielder? Otherwise? Do you have to play 433?"

"Lippi should need Pierro to play the role of Nedved before."

"Anyway? He has made a choice. What about Inter Milan? There is no movement, they are still the original team."

Adani's words had just fallen, and there was another news on Juventus. La Moranesi was out and veteran Conte came on the field.

This made Adani unable to understand? "Although Camoranesi performed very well in the first half, but Conte? What does this mean? Do you want to seek an offensive and defensive balance? Can Conte attack and defend? Can he make up for some of the defensive losses caused by Davis after the game?"

"Then why not replace Tachinati? It's Davis?"

Adani couldn't figure out Lippi's thoughts, thinking maybe Lippi was old and confused.

Zheng Zhi was also a little surprised when he saw Juventus' changes on the court? Is Juventus so unhappy? After removing Davis, the midfield defense hardness dropped by half. Pierro played as a midfield midfielder? Can he do it?

What if you see Pierro to death and then hit the ball directly to Juventus' backcourt?

He actually knew Lippi's tactical ideas very well. After all, he had been with Lippi for many years, and he could basically guess what Lippi wanted to do at the first time.

He was thinking quickly, as if he had found a new idea...

Beep,

The whistle sounded again, and the second half changed sides and fought again.

Pierro's position indeed retreated, but he cleverly pulled the ball to the side to get the ball and avoided Zheng Zhi's defensive front. This move was indeed very effective. Dibiagio did not stare at him, allowing Pierro to easily pull the ball and rush up the side. When Sanetti tried to intercept him, Pierro made a diagonal pass on the left!

The ball's flight route was low and flat. Salayeta at the front point and Trezeguet in the middle missed the ball one after another. Grasco actually let Conte rush into the penalty area and jumped directly to the top!

Da ~

It's so scary!

Conte rushed to the top 7 meters in front of the goal, and no Inter Milan player came up to stop him. Only Buffon Feixiang's body blocked the goal, but the ball passed behind him.

Duang!

Hit the right post and bounced back!

Grasco finally reacted and turned sideways to relieve the situation!

The second half just started, Juventus almost changed the score, and Lippi's adventure changed the formation almost succeeded. Unfortunately, it was a pity that the goal post rejected his dream!

Luck doesn't stand on their side.

Conte also hugged his head and cried without tears. He could have become a hero, but it was a slight difference.

But the ball still belongs to Juventus. Tulam took the ball in the backcourt and rushed across the center line, and then quickly distributed it to Conte, who had already retreated. Conte looked up and immediately sent the ball into the front point of the Inter Milan penalty area. Pierro rushed in like a ghost, grabbing a flexible lion shook his head between Matrazi!

Unfortunately, there was no force on the top, so this time the ball was tightly held in Buffon.

Then Buffon gave the ball to Zheng Zhi, who immediately played against Juventus's ribs! Look for Dalma!

Conte had a very large gap. Dalma got the ball and hit the ball with one move. He swept the ball to Adriano with his right foot. Ferrara took the risk of the shovel and broke the ball. The ball rolled to Turam's feet. Turam passed directly to Conte, and Cambiaso stepped forward to block it, but Conte was transferred to Pierro.

Piero immediately dribbled the ball and cut inside on the left, but Diviagio still failed to keep up with the node. As a result, Piero suddenly shot with his right foot outside the left side of the penalty area!

The so-called Pierro area is his favorite shooting area!

But, the moment Pierro took his foot, Zheng Zhi stretched out his left foot and accurately blocked the ball he shot out.

With a bang, the ball bounced behind Pierro, and Diviagio finally got the ball.

Zheng Zhi guessed Lippi's thoughts and knew what Pierro wanted to do, so he would not give Pierro a second chance...

He rushed forward two times and Dibiagio stuffed the ball up.

This time, Zheng Zhi still passed the ball to Dalma in front, but he rushed up and quickly pulled it to the left.

"Stevannah!"

He shouted Dalma's name, and even Dalma was a little surprised. In this game, Zheng Zhi rushed up for the first time and subconsciously knocked the ball over with his right foot.

At that moment, Lippi was moved.

He didn't expect Zheng Zhi to rush up suddenly. If Davis was here, he wouldn't have let him come up!

But,

Davis is sitting on the bench now!

Damn it,

Conte is still running back to death!

Now, the situation is critical.

At the moment of shutting down, Ferrara gave up her defense against Adriano and rushed forward. He couldn't let Zheng Zhi take a kick at the front of the penalty area, and he had to block him!

Zheng Zhide did throw his left foot, but he was indeed waiting for Ferrara to come up. When Ferrara pounced on him, he slashed his left foot and stuffed the ball behind Ferrara. The ball finally rolled in front of Adriano.

Adriano's left foot pulled with the momentum, and his powerful shot seemed to be a heavy cannon, with a powerful shot!

Although Tordo saved the ball immediately, the ball still entered the net!

“gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

“gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

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"Adriano!"

"Adriano!"

"Inter Milan finally took the lead."
Chapter completed!