Amid the boos of Chelsea fans, Antony. Taylor blew the whistle for the end of the match.

Ancelotti was very personable, and Wen Sheng did not perform badly.

"Sure enough, it's still your bus!" Ancelotti shook Wen Sheng's hand and said, "Let's talk about this game later!" Now I have to say congratulations! ”

"Okay, see you at the bar later!" Wen Sheng smiled brightly, three times, three times, he had the upper hand in the face of the famous coach Ancelotti, it was difficult to think about it, and the joy was definitely to describe him at this moment.

Goodbye to Ancelotti, Anthony. Taylor and the others were just about to leave the court, Wen Sheng stepped forward and smiled: "I have worked hard for you today!" Thanks thanks! ”

Wen Sheng shook hands with the four referees of the referee group one by one.

"Wen, I will truthfully reflect your actions on the sidelines!" Anthony. Taylor spoke.

"Watts?! I didn't do anything! Wen Sheng stared innocently, he felt that he was very well-behaved in this game, and at most complained to Atkinson, it was not enough for you to give me a platform!

Atkinson and the others couldn't help but laugh, Taylor was just joking.

"You haven't done anything, so you have to worry about reporting!" Atkinson teased.

Wen Sheng knew that it was just a joke, and said stupidly: "Anthony, this joke is not easy to make at all!" My salary was not high, and when the time comes, I will be fined for drinking the northwest wind in my family?! ”

The referee's work task is completed, and it doesn't hurt to make a little joke, but Wen Sheng is not used to it.

The Crystal Palace players and coaches were hugging each other to celebrate, and Wen Sheng also hugged them one by one, "Well done!" ”

The Chelsea players were a little unconvinced, and Drogba was standing in the middle of the pitch and was reluctant to leave.

"Didier, don't think about it, if you lose, you lose! We can defeat you once, we can defeat you a second time! Oh, and by the way, for the third time, you had a great day! Wen Sheng gave a thumbs up.

Seriously, Wen Sheng likes Drogba a player, and he doesn't pay much attention to the matter with Benatia on the court, but now he can't help but feel a little proud in his heart, and he can't help but show off in front of Drogba.

"Cut!" Drogba "despised" Wen Sheng's behavior, shook his head and left, "If it wasn't for the referee to help you, you could have won?!" ”

"Ho, if you hadn't injured Madshi, you would have been able to score?!" Of course, Wen Sheng will not be polite.

But this sentence did not wait for Drogba's response.

I'm mad at you, haha!

……

The Crystal Palace players were elated to give interviews to reporters, there is no doubt that Chelsea in the ascendant have been beaten by themselves, it is worth blowing for a long time, you must know that this is the first big club they have beaten in the new season, the Charity Shield can only be counted 0-0, and they have not played as well as they did today against Arsenal before.

"We were in great shape! It's not easy to play another big game like this two days later, but we played better than them and we deserved a win! De Bruyne actually agreed to the reporter's interview in a rare way, and he was very proud in front of the camera.

"Kevin, today we noticed that you were a little back and launched a number of long pass attacks, is this Wen's arrangement?!" The journalist asked.

"Yes, the boss wants us to play behind them because we have the speed advantage and they defend more forward!" De Bruyne was only convinced by Wensheng, and the equalizing goal was played exactly according to the leader's thinking.

However, kid, can you tell the truth like this, aren't you afraid of exposing your own tactical characteristics?!

Another scorer, Boateng, slapped Wen Sheng's ass.

'At half-time the boss told us to be patient and he said we were going to equalise! He's a good coach and I've had a lot of fun with him and I think we did a great job today! ”

This kid was poisoned by Wen Sheng's brainwashing campaign.

Wen Sheng stood in front of the camera and talked eloquently, "This is an important victory, which fully proves that we are capable of causing problems for any team!" ”

"There's no doubt that a game like this will boost the morale of the team!"

"Wen, can you talk about the penalty award?!" A reporter asked.

"What's there to ask about it, the penalty was awarded accurately!" Wen Sheng didn't know how to drop, and suddenly a little light, "Whoever of you has the ability to wash it will wash it and see if you can wash this penalty off!" You still have to ask me for such a clear penalty?! Do you expect me to say that this ball is controversial?! There is no doubt that Anthony. Taylor was brave and he made the right penalty in the face of their home pressure! I will write a letter of praise to the referee committee and to the FA! ”

The more ridiculous it became, the reporters were dumbfounded.

Letters of commendation?! Watfak, there is no mistake.

Back in the locker room, Wensheng saw that the team doctor Manos was giving Benatia a cold compress, Benatia's eyes were swollen, although it was dealt with in a timely manner, and Manos gave Benatia a cold compress at halftime, but the second half was a little longer, and he dealt with it again halfway, and he couldn't stand Drogba's too ruthless, after all, Benatia's eyes were swollen.

"How's it going, are you alright?!" Wen Sheng patted Benatia on the shoulder and asked Manos.

"It will take a few days for the swelling to go down, and we have to retreat his wounds!" Manos shook his head, Benatia's current situation is a bit difficult to insist on training, and he can't see clearly.

"I'm fine! Chief! "Benatia's English is not bad, she understands what everyone is saying, so she quickly expressed her position.

"What's okay with you?! You follow the arrangement! Hurry to the hospital for a check-up, especially for the eyes! Don't fucking break it! Wen Sheng instructed Manos.

Manos nodded, "Eyesight should be fine!" ”

"Mahdi, today you have done a great service to the team, I should award you the Medal of Courage! Man, you're really great! Keep up the good work! Wen Sheng patted Benatia on the shoulder a few times and encouraged.

Benatia felt so comfortable in her heart, she worked so hard, isn't it just for Wen Sheng's recognition, and she immediately nodded her head and said yes.

Wen Sheng comforted a group of soldiers, and then slowly went to the VIP bar of the stadium to make an appointment with Ancelotti.

"If you don't come, I'm leaving! I've never seen a guest like you, I'm in charge of the treat, and then you're in charge of being late! Ancelotti sarcastically Wensheng.

"First of all, we didn't have an agreed time, you didn't tell me what time!" Wen Sheng raised his wrist and raised his watch, "So I'm not late, I'm sure you're too early!" Don't you comfort your teammates, I guess they must be very sad, and they will not be deflated by the same weak opponent, tsk, no one will feel good! ”

"You kid, young man is so proud!" Ancelotti relied on the old and sold the old.

"Ha, Carlo, I'm proud in front of you, but I don't dare to be proud in front of reporters!" Wen Sheng sat down with a smile and asked for a beer.

"Congratulations, Daniel, you've won again!" Ancelotti is really a good person, and he actually raised his wine glass to salute Wensheng, "You don't taste the wine I brought, this is a Tuscan wine!" ”

Wen Sheng thanked Bumin, he didn't have a penchant for drinking, unlike Ancelotti Ferguson, who would collect wine.

"Thank you, Carllow, and you know that I have a lot of respect for you!" Wen Sheng raised his glass and touched it with Ancelotti, and drank the beer from the glass.

"I know! But Daniel, you're in really good shape today! I knew you could make it! I guess you'll be satisfied with a point, right?! ”

"Haha, you know all this?!" Wen Sheng gave a thumbs up and said honestly, "Yes, that's right, the form you showed before was so good, I do think it's good that we can get a point here!" As for the three points, I always want not to overdo it, because you guys are terrible! ”

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