“... At that time, everyone was on the offensive. The right side is attacking, the middle is also attacking, why can't we attack on the left? ”

“... Also, the ball came from the crowd, so many people didn't block the passing route, you don't want to think about your own responsibility? ”

“... I'm also anxious when people equalize! I want to pull the score away as soon as possible! ”

“... At that time, you got an assist, and who knew that you guys would break the ball all of a sudden. I didn't have wings, you let me fly back! ”

“... The wings flew together, and I played according to the coach's instructions, didn't you see? ”

Ou Chuliang leaned back in his chair, covering his face with a wet towel, and turned a deaf ear to the quarrel in the locker room.

Li Bing is also a "veteran", and he is not afraid of General Fan in the team. The quarrels between the two were endless, and even the captain Xu Hong sat aside and refused to express his position, let alone others.

Sun Jihai had just learned that General Fan was not targeting him under Xu Hong's "guidance". Initially in contact with the national football team, Sun Jihai, a little chick, was so frightened that he didn't even dare to squeak.

"Coach Qi, let's stabilize the defense first."

"Yes, Coach Qi, fortunately, we are not lagging behind. In the second half, we will gather our hearts and adjust our hearts, and maybe we will lead the opponent by two more goals. ”

The players quarreled and the coaches disagreed.

Gu Mingchang and Sun Wenxin persuaded left and right, and Qi Miaosheng, who didn't want to change people, had his eyes flashing, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

A lot of times, the game of football is a big gamble by the head coach of every team.

It sounds good to say "fighting against the water", and what is not good to say is "not to see the coffin and not to cry".

In the first half, the astronauts on the left side could see it, and Qi Miaosheng was not blind. But considering his coaching career and the authority of the head coach, it is even more difficult for him to admit that he made mistakes in personnel arrangement.

This is not "selfish", in fact, many coaches of European clubs have "made decisions" in this way. It's just that the winners are remembered, and more losers are directly dissipated into history.

After a while, Qi Miaosheng still opened the buckle.

"Everyone, be quiet and listen to me."

After the locker room was quiet, Qi Miaosheng continued.

'All the players worked hard in the first half and I saw it. I'm very happy with your performance. ”

With just one sentence, Gu Ming Chang and the others all sighed, they had already understood Qi Miaosheng's argument.

"Although we were lucky to have a two-goal lead at the beginning, in the last 20 minutes of the first half, Lady Luck ran to the side of the Saudi team.

'But the good thing is that we weren't overtaken at the end of the first half.

"2-2, from the point of view of the ending, is no different from 0-0."

'So I hope everyone will continue to work hard in the second half.'

"Another is, Li Bing, you try to retreat your position as much as possible. The second half was mainly defensive, do you understand? ”

"Understood." Li Bing nodded, and raised his chin proudly at General Fan.

The manager still trusts him, and he has already "won" in the quarrel.

General Fan was so angry that his eyebrows jumped, and he slapped Xie Hui on the thigh. Xie Hui, who had five more handprints on his inner thighs in an instant, was shocked, and then silently withdrew his thighs.

Next, Qi Caosheng gave another explanation of the tactical play in the second half. There was little change in the attack, as the two goals in the first half were the best proof of how effective the attack was; When it came to defense, Qi Shusheng came to Ou Chuliang's side.

"Xiao Ou, how do you feel?"

Ou Chuliang took off the towel on his face, and looked at Qi Zhuosheng with two clear eyes: "Coach, I feel very good." ”

"That'll do." Qi Shusheng patted Ou Chuliang on the shoulder, "If you insist on persisting in the second half, our backline will rely on you!" ”

"Understood."

Ladd was on the sidelines, watching the "drama" in the locker room of the Chinese team without squeaking. If he could understand Chinese, he would have been amused by the laughter.

A team's defense is guarded by a goalkeeper? Such a sentence is enough to make him laugh off his big teeth.

Gu Mingchang, Sun Wenxin and others had sad faces, Qi was born without a change, and there was nothing they could do.

He rested for a while, until when the bell rang to indicate that the athletes could enter, Ou Chulian jerked up from his chair.

Wu Chengying, who was on the side, hurriedly took out the gloves that had been blowing the fan for more than ten minutes and put them on Ou Chuliang's hand vigorously.

"Xiao Hei, it's still the same sentence. You should warm up yourself and be prepared. ”

"Okay."

The players walked out of the locker room one after another, and Qi Weisheng stood at the door, high-fived and encouraged every player who passed by him.

When the last person left the locker room, Qi Shusheng stretched out his hand and reached for the doorknob.

The moment he held it, a feeling of dizziness rippled in Qi Miaosheng's mind.

When he opened his eyes again, he didn't know when he returned to the Beijing Workers' Stadium.

The surrounding stands were full of hideous-looking fans.

“... Qi mistakenly born, out of class! After class, Qi was born by mistake! ”

As soon as the camera turned, an elderly fan clenched his fists and almost smashed the reporter's camera lens.

“... Qi mistaken, you are so indecisive, how can you be the coach of the national team? ”

Behind the old fans, there are some passerby fans who watch the excitement.

“... I'll just say it, Xie Hui's personal strength is strong. There are also Yang Chen and Qu Shengqing, these people are the pillars of the club and the national team. Look at the few people in Qi Miaosheng's photo, how many of them can afford to take the lead? ”

Qi Caosheng just wanted to explain something, but Vice Chairman Xu stood in front of him at some point. The noisy workers' body has also become the office of the Football Association.

"Vice Chairman Xu, you're not in the hospital..."

Vice Chairman Xu ignored Qi and said to himself: "... Mistakenly, this time the Asian Cup Football Association and fans have high hopes for you! If the results of the Asian Cup are not good, how can the people rest assured that you will continue to lead the national team to the World Preliminary Tournament next year? This Asian Cup is the exercise of the World Preliminaries! ”

"Yes, mission guaranteed!" Qi mistakenly remembered the assurance he had when he saw Vice Chairman Xu for the last time before he went south.

Before seeing the satisfied smile on Vice Chairman Xu's face, Qi Zhaosheng returned to the football field.

This time, he saw the dejected Chinese players on the field, as well as the Saudi players who raised their hands in celebration.

"What's going on?"

Before Qi could ask, he raised his head and saw the scoreboard had been fixed: 3 to 4!

The timer is no longer moving forward, just like the Chinese team that lost the top 8.

“... Qi Miaosheng is a quack, it was he who harmed the national team, and it was he who made the Chinese team eliminated! ”

“... Yes, he was the one who harmed him! The gap on the left side is so big, is the two holes in his nose panting? ”

In an instant, the security guards could no longer stop the angry fans, and the fans who rushed over surrounded Qi Caosheng in the middle in an instant.

A shirtless fan, who had his body dyed red and three national flags painted on his face, grabbed the tie of Qi Miaosheng's suit and yelled at him with a hideous face: "Sinner! You are the sinner of the national team!! ”

"No, no! It's not me, it's not me, I'm not a sinner! Qi Miaosheng, who was stuck in the neck of the tie owner, only felt breathless, and at this moment he was finally frightened, struggling and shouting, "In terms of the physical fitness, technical and tactical level of this national team player, it will be difficult for the next head coach to improve much no matter who will be the next coach!" ”

"Coach Qi, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, a pair of big hands suddenly grabbed Qi Zhuosheng's shoulders from the side. Qi Weisheng trembled, and when he opened his eyes, the fan who had just buried him disappeared, and there was an old black face beside him.

"Old Gu, you..."

"Coach Qi, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Gu Mingchang looked worried.

"It turned out to be a hallucination..."Qi Miaosheng muttered to himself, took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the sweat on his forehead tremblingly. I'm probably a little tired..."

"Coach Qi, you can't fall!" Gu Mingchang said bitterly, "The second half is a critical moment, and no one in our team can miss you!" ”

"Okay, okay, I got it. It's okay, let's get out. ”

"Good!"

After the ancient commander finished speaking, he turned around and walked deeper into the corridor.

The locker room of the Chinese team is the deepest part of the corridor on this side, and the lights in the corridor have all been turned off due to power supply problems, leaving only a "strong" lamp tube flickering and persevering.

When Qi Miaosheng followed Gu Mingchang to the corner, the door of the locker room of the Chinese team behind him "creaked" and began to gradually close.

When it was completely closed, the flickering lamp could no longer hold on, and it went out with a "snap".

......

On the pitch, the fans cheered on their respective home teams.

The surrounding magnesium lights, the nods of the staff, and the heat in the air made Qi Weisheng feel like he was back in the world.

As soon as he came to the other side of the dugout and sat down, the referee blew the whistle for the start of the second half.

"Saudi serves."

"It can be seen from the lineup that Coach Qi did not make any adjustments during the halftime break."

"Now the Saudi team has the ball."

"Long pass!"

"Found Jabeur on the left."

"Li Bing!"

"The referee blew the whistle, and at the beginning of the second half, Li Bing received a yellow card."

Li Bing stood up and spat at the roar, ignoring the opponent's scolding and scolding, and walked towards his own forbidden area.

Just before Jabeur had already rushed to his half position with the ball, Li Bing, who could no longer hold the opponent, decisively tackled and gave the opponent a set-piece on the left side near the sideline.

The Saudi Arabian player pushed with his right foot, and did not kick the ball into the penalty area, but played a cooperation and kicked the ball to Jabeur, who had already gone down, and it seemed that he was determined to eat the left side of the Chinese team raw.

Jabeur stepped on a bicycle with both feet in front of the baseline, and then made a momentum towards the baseline to continue to break through. The outstretched right foot slammed the ball before the ball and pulled the ball back to the left side of the body again. Taking advantage of Li Bing's shake away, Jabeur took the ball directly into the penalty area.

Fortunately, Zhang Jihua made up the defense in time, and Jabeur's hasty cross was blocked by Ou Chuliang's right fist that fell to the ground, and Yang Chen, who followed up and arrived, flew up and cleared the ball out of the penalty area.

Looking at the left side, which had just been penetrated twice in a row, and then at Ou Chuliang, who was standing up with the support of General Fan, Qi Miaosheng's chest was dull, and the illusion he had just seen once again filled his mind.

"Am I really wrong?"