Ai looked back in surprise and saw that the fourth official was standing on the sidelines with a substitution sign, and Roberto Lacalle was doing the preparatory activities "Damn, what the is this?"

Ai Huan got out of the field in a huff, just made a brief contact with Roberto and walked straight into the lounge, not even touching Uribe's outstretched hand, leaving Uribe standing there a little embarrassed. As soon as he entered the lounge, he pulled off his jersey and smashed it into the corner, but he still felt very aggrieved in his heart, what is this called.

"What's wrong? I feel wronged?" Suddenly, a voice came from the door of the lounge, and Ai Huan looked over to see assistant coach Angel standing at the door, looking at him with a smile.

"Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be in front of the battle?" said Ai Huan angrily.

Angel smiled, "You know, it's always been Uribe's job to command the battle. My duty is to take care of every player and now there's one person back in the lounge, so I have to come and see. ”

"You go out, I'm fine. ”

"Ai, do you feel angry, you feel like you have done nothing, but you have been shown a yellow card, and those who have really made mistakes have nothing to do, right?" Angel did not leave, but sat down opposite Ai Huan.

Ai Huan didn't speak, but his expression was already an answer.

Angel continued to smile: "Then let me tell you, this is football. Do you know how many miscalculations occur on football fields around the world every year? Thousands of them. Not to mention our kind of league, it is the World Series, there are also a number of unclear misjudgments, Maradona's hand of God, the 1966 World Cup final, the 2002 Japan and South Korea World Cup, which one is not more wronged than you, you get a yellow card just because the referee needs to calm the tension on the field, what does it matter? I don't believe it, you have played football for so many years, and you have never been wronged?"

Ai Huan had nothing to say in an instant, what was wrong with him, why couldn't he even stand such a little thing? It seems that everything has been developing too smoothly recently, so he has let his mentality be unbalanced. But he still said stiffly: "Of course I know what a misjudgment means, I'm angry that the coach replaced me?"

"That's him protecting you. ”

"Protect me, do you need that?"

"Of course, you didn't see how you behaved on the pitch at the time, if Pedro didn't pull you desperately, you would have rushed to the referee, what are you going to say then?"

"Of course it's a complaint. ”

"Are you qualified to appeal? Are you the captain? I'm afraid that if you don't say a word well, you will be sent off directly, so there is no way for Jesus to replace you, he can't watch you get sent off with a red card, right?"

Ai Huan finally understood, and the infinite anger in his heart just now was completely extinguished, but he still muttered, "You are his friend, of course you will speak to him." ”

"Hahaha," Angel laughed, "because I'm his friend, I know what he's thinking." ”

A few minutes later, Uribe saw Angel coming out of the lounge and immediately asked in a low voice, "How is it?"

Angel smiled slightly, "I like to chat with smart people, he is a smart person, but he is too young to fully adapt to the football field, and it will be fine in the future." ”

Uribe nodded with satisfaction, he really chose the right candidate for assistant coach, he was really not afraid of what Ai Huan thought of him, but he was worried that this kid was young and couldn't get out of the horns all of a sudden, so it seemed that there should be no problem. Speaking of which, such a problem is not a big deal, and it is also a compulsory course for young people.

Albacete went down to two main players at once, the whole team's back line became a mess, they no longer dared to attack forward, but contracted the defense, and Elche was also unwilling to put more energy into attacking because of the replacement of Ai Huan, and the game between the two sides became garbage time, it looks like you come and go, in fact, there is no meaning, there is only time left in the game.

Finally, with the referee's three whistles, the game officially ended, but the stadium at this time was almost without spectators, and everyone left early. The players left the field one after another, and Elche's players ran back to the locker room with a spring breeze on their faces, as is customary, they had to wait here for about an hour, and they could only leave if the home team left first, so although they ran back to the lounge as quickly as possible, no one was in a hurry to take a shower or anything, but chatted happily.

After this game, Elche finally got rid of the negative points, although they are still the vice-captains, but they are only two points behind the second-to-last Sevilla B team, and they have not won so far, only three draws. Coincidentally, they will face the main relegation rivals at home in the next game, and that game will be a real do-or-die battle, but that will be for later, and everyone is still enjoying the joy of victory, and after two consecutive wins, it is finally time to catch your breath.

"Ai, is your girlfriend here?" Victor saw Ai Phantom coming out of the bathroom, and immediately leaned over and asked.

"I don't know, I don't see it. Ai Huan shook his head, "The first time I ran to the fan zone, I was pushed from behind by you before I saw it, and the second time you also know, I came up before I could see them." ”

"Hahaha," Victor laughed, "you're really sad, but it doesn't matter, she should be able to see it, anyway, tomorrow's newspaper will definitely have this news, at least Elche Daily will have this news." ”

Before Ai Huan could answer, Uribe had already walked in, he first looked at the players in the room, and then said lightly, "Today's performance is good, no goals conceded, this is a big improvement." Estrada, you and I go to the press conference. After saying that, he left expressionlessly, and he didn't even glance at Ai Huan during this period.

Ai Huan didn't care at all, as if the press conference had nothing to do with him, but in the eyes of other players, it was not like this, and the one who could attend the press conference was not the best in the game or must be a celebrity in the eyes of the coach.