In the away team's dressing room, there was silence.

The Arsenal players sat in their seats, some staring at the ceiling in a daze, some with their heads lowered and speechless, and even worse, their eyes closed and their cheeks covered, so that people could not see his expression clearly.

Frustration and loss pervade this small space.

Looking at the blank and confused expressions of the players, manager Arsene Wenger and his assistants could only look at each other helplessly and smile bitterly. Arsene Wenger is not a manager of Mourinho or Alex Ferguson, and he is not good at motivating players with words. He can only change the current predicament of the team in his own way.

After thinking about it for a long time, the professor finally made up his mind.

'We conceded three goals in the first half and it has put us on the edge of a cliff and there is no way back. In the second half, we had to let go of the attack. ”

The professor clapped his hands, drawing the players' attention.

The professor knows very well that three goals behind at Liverpool's home stadium, unless a miracle happens, it is almost impossible for them to reverse the defeat, but just admit defeat like this, Wenger is unwilling, anyway, the left and right are losing, then, let it go. Desperate, maybe there is still a glimmer of life, if you don't work hard, then you can only lie on the ground and wait for death.

'In the second half, we switched to a three-man line-up and Niklas came on for Gibbs. Arsene Wenger pointed at Bendtner and continued, "Remember, Niklas, use your height to make the ball to your teammates. We need you as a bridgehead where your team-mates try to give you the ball and you to press down the opposition defence and create chances for the other players. ”

Hearing the head coach call his name, Bendtner had a surprise on his face that could not be concealed.

After the conflict with Qin Shou and others in the team, although the head coach didn't say anything, Bendtner easily felt the dissatisfaction from the coaching staff, which made him completely reduced to the team's fourth striker. Bendtner originally thought that even if he made substitution adjustments, the replaced striker should also be Chamark, and he could only play soy sauce, but at this moment, seeing Wenger make himself play by name and entrust him with important responsibilities, this really made Bendtner can't help but feel happy in his heart.

However, thinking that the team is behind by three goals at the moment, such emotions really should not be shown, Bendtner quickly restrained his smile and nodded heavily, saying that he would definitely complete the task assigned by the head coach well.

Arsene Wenger nodded and continued with his arrangement. He turned his gaze to Cesc Fabregas.

Cesc Fabregas's expression froze suddenly.

In fact, the current Gunners captain was well aware that his performance in the first half could be described as terrible. In defense, it didn't play a big role, and in the confrontation with the opponent's midfield, he was even a little timid. In attack, he did not play his own strengths, and when he needed his support in the front court, he often lost his way, and there were many passing errors.

Although it is caused by too much pressure from the opposition's pressing defence, this is the case in the world of football, no matter what the reason, a poor performance is a poor performance, and no excuse can be hidden.

"Is Mr Arsene Wenger unhappy with my performance and therefore planning to replace me?" Cesc Fabregas was in a state of panic.

Knowing that his performance was not good, Cesc Fabregas still did not want to be substituted at this time. It was only half time, and being substituted so early was a huge blow to the prestige and face of his captain, and Cesc Fabregas did not want to be criticized by the media in the newspapers after the game, and then become a joke in the mouths of fans.

Fabregas was slightly reassured that the manager had looked at him for a while before finally turning his gaze elsewhere.

"Alexander, you take a break in the second half, Qin, you play."

Arsene Wenger has finally made a decision. As for Cesc Fabregas, he still has expectations. He didn't want the captain he had picked up in one hand to fall off the altar like this. The lack of performance for a moment doesn't mean anything, and he hopes Cesc Fabregas can show the level he deserves in the second half and help the team.

Alexander. Song's face showed a trace of dissatisfaction, but he pursed his lips and did not speak.

Wenger ignored him, and said to Qin Shou in a deep voice: "Your task is to strengthen the hardness of the midfield defense, remember, the focus is on defense!" ”

"Yes, sir." Qin Shou glanced at Song, who was silent, and nodded heavily.

Qin Shou was not surprised at all by his appearance, if the head coach didn't want to lose the game like this, then he would definitely let himself play. It's not how big a name he is, how powerful he is, but the reason why Arsenal was fully suppressed by Liverpool in the first half was that the midfield was not strong enough. Without the barrier of the midfield, the opponent can be so unscrupulous to burn the fire of war to their own half.

In the world of football, there is a saying that "whoever gets the midfielder gets the world", which is enough to prove the importance of a good midfield line to a team. In Arsenal's glory days, it was a tough guy like Vieira who provoked the team's midfield beam, and Arsenal's forward line could destroy the city in front without any worries.

Qin Shou knew that he had not long stepped into the circle of the professional league, and he might have such and such shortcomings, but in defense, Qin Shou had absolute confidence. To put it bluntly, if there is anyone else in the Arsenal team who can provoke the team's midfield pillar, then he is the only one!

Of course, for the head coach's thousands of instructions, Qin Shou naturally would not disobey them. The focus is on defense? Well, when I do my job and think about attacking, I guess the manager can't find fault with it, even if he is dissatisfied.

Yes, he hasn't appeared yet, and Qin Shou's old mistake has been made again. He never forgot his dream of becoming the best scorer in the world!

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“ThisisAnfield！”

At the corner of the players' tunnel, Qin Shou saw this string of slogans hanging on the wall.

I have to say that Shankly's words did give the home team players great motivation and confidence, and the team that came here will always remember who they are fighting against, so they will carry a certain amount of psychological pressure.

But......

Outside the players' tunnel, the loud voices of more than 40,000 Reds fans still rolled, and the song "You will never walk alone" still resounded in the sky.

The corners of Qin Shou's mouth were slightly raised, confident? Disdain?

Maybe both.

His time at Arsenal is running out and it's fair to say that this will be his last game at Arsenal if no surprises happen. In the forty-five minutes he had left, he felt like he should do something and leave something behind.

This is Anfield?

So what?

Even if it's just a passerby, he Qin Shou will make everyone remember that there was once a Chinese player named Qin Shou who came here!

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'The two teams are back out of the tunnel and the second half is almost underway.

"Obviously, Arsenal made changes in the dressing room at half-time and we saw Qin and Bendtner on the pitch."

"To be honest, I don't think Arsene Wenger's tweaks will make much of a difference to the game. Even if Arsenal can pull a goal back, they are three goals down and it's too hard to score themselves without allowing Liverpool to score and then flip the game. ”

"It's not a question of whether it's difficult or not, it's not possible, you know, it's the horrible Anfield. Unless a miracle strikes, Arsenal loses! ”

As the two teams stepped back onto the pitch, there was another chatter in the commentators' seats. However, it is clear that no one is optimistic about Arsenal. At Anfield, at Liverpool's home stadium, in the atmosphere of terror created by more than 40,000 Reds fans, it was almost impossible for Arsenal to come back from defeat to victory.

However, when Mortensen saw Qin Shou's appearance, his eyes couldn't help but light up. Immediately, he shook his head helplessly and sighed: "It seems that Professor Wenger also realized the crux of the reason why the team fell in the first half. Now that he has been replaced by Qin, it is obvious that he wants to strengthen the hardness of the team's midfield. But is it too late to make a substitution now? If they had made substitutions when they had conceded the first goal, or even the second, maybe Arsenal would have had a chance, but now ......'

Mortensen shook his head again, and it was clear that he didn't think Arsenal had any chance of turning the tide into a winner. Even if he is very optimistic about Qin Shou, a young player, the other party is just a human, not a god. If Qin Shou can really lead the team to turn defeat into victory, then he will definitely become a god in one battle.

But is this possible?

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Before the referee blew the whistle for the start of the second half of the game, Qin Shou clapped his hands and gathered all his friends together.

"Don't look listless, Theo."

Qin Shou punched Walcott in the chest, and the team fell behind by three goals, and at this moment, this guy looked like a dead father and mother, and he couldn't lift anything at all.

Not to mention him, even Koscielny, Eboue and others have no look in their eyes. However, the veteran Henry was still not shocked by the humiliation on his face. Also, as a world-class superstar who is accustomed to seeing big scenes, he has never seen any winds and waves, and what if he is behind by three goals, even if Henry the Great is disappointed, he will not think that the end of the world is coming.

"Okay, don't look downcast, big guys." Qin Shou nodded at his friends and said, "I know that we are now three goals behind, and it is almost difficult to achieve a reversal or even an equalizer. But ......"

Speaking of this, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Qin Shou suddenly bent down and bowed to his teammates.

"I'm probably leaving London in the near future, so it's great to get to know you all during this time and it's an honour to be friends with all of you. Thank you for helping me during this time. ”

"Qin, you are ......"

Walcott opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Qin Shou smiling and waving his hand.

"I won't say more, I just hope you can do me a favor." Speaking of this, Qin Shou bowed again, "This is likely to be my last game at Arsenal." The last 45 minutes, to be exact, and I want to leave something behind in those last minutes. I don't want to just leave, I want to make the people here ......"

Qin Shou glanced around at the hustle and bustle of Anfield Stadium, and then looked to the northwest, which was the direction of London.

"Not only the people here, but also the Arsenal fans in London, and the fans all over England, all remember that there was once a Chinese player who came here."

"This is my last fight, thank you."

Qin Shou bowed to his teammates, his friends, for the third time!

Looking at Qin Shou, whose eyes were clear and sincere, no one spoke, just Walcott and the others, whose eyes were red, couldn't help but clench their hands into fists.

This is Qin's last battle!

For Qin's last battle, fight!