After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!

”This conniving little man!”

Galbiati whispered in surprise.

Who would’ve thought that the seemingly honest and straightforward Ancelotti had so many schemes under that exterior!

”Hmm, get ready in a while.”

Capello covered his mouth and said, ”After I observe the stars and open the altar, have them check the flags and positions.”

”I, I understand, I will contact them.”

Galbiati nodded earnestly.

As Capello’s assistant, he had helped set up formations many times.

He had some understanding of Qimen Dunjia and the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams.

The position of the fans was arranged by him personally.

The reason for using fans and not club staff was because these fans were far more loyal to Real Madrid than the average players, staff, and coaches.

During the first half when Huang Kaiwen was injured.

Real Madrid fans formed a die-hard organization—the Kevin Club.

This secret society had never been made public since its inception and screened its members strictly.

Not only parents, brothers, sisters, and spouses, but even close friends in their social circles who supported other teams weren’t in their recruitment range.

It could be said that the fans here were the most loyal of the loyal, and every generation of their family had been Real Madrid fans.

Besides the 28 elders, after six months of evaluation, they only admitted eight more people.

They had their own principles, badges, and codes, meeting secretly every week. They shared the thoughts and trends of major fan organizations, exchanged intelligence about opponents, and discussed things like what banner to hang on the South Stand next related to the team.

As for these fans.

Galbiati and Capello had a great deal of trust in them.

Initially, they came proactively, demonstrating their influence in fan organizations and society along with their profiles. Even Capello acknowledged that even if he betrayed Real Madrid, no traitor would emerge from among these people.

With such an organization, whatever Capello wanted to do would be much more convenient.

”Milan, Milan, always support you...”

”Go Madrid! Go Madrid...”

Amidst the songs of supporters from both sides, the players of the two teams returned to the field.

The red and black stripes radiated passion under the somber tone, and the crown on the white jersey exuded nobility.

This competition, the strongest battle in the world of soccer, attracted more than 55 million viewers worldwide to watch it live.

In matches without Huang Kaiwen’s participation.

The 2006 France versus Portugal World Cup semifinal had an average audience of 27.2 million, the highest figure to date, and today’s match directly exceeded that number by double!

This was after the start at 12 o’clock in Yanjing. The replay data would be even more impressive.

The teams switched sides and kicked off again.

Milan did not raise the pace immediately, choosing to slowly organize from their midfield and backfield.

Capello looked up at the sky of Moscow, observing the stars. The Ziwei star flickered, the third and seventh stars of the Big Dipper and Lu Cun, and Pojun shone brightly, making his heart tighten.

Ziwei belonged to the element of earth, Pojun to water, which was no matter.

But Lu Cun, which dominates wealth, belonged to the metal element, and wood overcomes earth.

Dammit, doesn’t this mean someone will overcome Kevin?

Capello looked at the Milan coaching bench, his lips curling into an involuntary smile.

That fat Ancelotti certainly harbored ill intentions.

Fortunately, Fabio Capello wasn’t idle either.

As long as he was there, the Emperor Star would never fall today!

”Tell them to open the altar!”

Capello said.

Galbiati immediately took out his mobile phone, editing a message and sending it out.

The stands raised the small flags of the Twenty-Eight Mansions.

Galbiati walked to the coaching bench, taking out Capello’s self-made Heaven and Earth Wuji Cauldron from Capello’s bag.

He lit three incense sticks and bowed three times.

Then he quietly made way.

Capello lifted his robe, taking out the ’Vermillion Bird Feather Fan’ from his back.

He stepped on the Yubu steps by the side of the field, chanting: ”With a single word, a green sash flutters behind, Taoist robe water-joined with a silk girdle. Primordial Spirit appears, and the group of tortoises vanishes. Cutting generals, sealed as the Horned Wood Dragon. Nine-yang gauze covers the head, internal secrets surpass all. Subduing dragons and tigers is common, ordained as the Fight Wood Boar...”