More than ten minutes later, at the urging of the coaches, the Arsenal players finally ended their frantic celebrations. After thanking the fans who had been there to support them, the players began to walk off the pitch.

And outside the venue, the media who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, if it weren't for the staff blocking them, would have rushed up.

In this game, the injured Arsenal showed great performance, tenacity and tenacity, and finally achieved a comeback from a goal behind, and knocked out the league leaders at their own home.

What's even more rare is that this game is so thrilling and exciting, and two goals, both exciting!

For these news media workers, this is tomorrow's front-page headlines, which means tomorrow's newspaper best-selling!

"Hey, Thierry, can you tell us how you feel? Excited to beat your old rivals at home? ”

"Thomas, can you give us an interview?"

"Robin, you didn't score in this game, but you won the game. What do you think of your new teammate Qin? ”

Reporters surrounded the Arsenal players, with almost every Gunners player surrounded by at least two or three reporters.

Of course, as the kindest and most eye-catching player in this game, Qin Shou, the biggest contributor to Arsenal's victory, naturally received more "care", compared to the two or three kittens around his teammates, the small space around him was almost overwhelmed by the surging group of reporters.

Countless long guns and short cannons came to Qin Shou's side, and even some reporters almost clubbed the microphone to his stomach.

"Hey, Chinese boy, I'm Dom, a reporter for The Sun, can I ask you a few questions?"

"I'm from The Times. Ha, amazing Chinese boy, you're famous after this game! Now, can you tell us how you feel? You know, you are the key figure in the outcome of this game! ”

"Qin! Qin! Here, look here! Are you really a player from China? I heard that you played in Major League Soccer before, is that true? Sorry, I'm not biased against the football environment in the United States, but ...... Well, as we all know, American football is really backward......"

"Qin, do you have a girlfriend? You're still there. Is it male? Ha, don't be embarrassed. From now on, you are a big celebrity in London, and I believe that there are countless sexy and beautiful girls crying and shouting to climb up. Where's your bed? ”

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The reporters tightly entangled Qin Shou, and all kinds of questions were thrown at Qin Shou. The eyes of the reporters are almost flashing, Qin Shou at this moment is like a huge treasure in their eyes, as long as he can take something out of his mouth, then tomorrow's newspaper will definitely increase in sales!

Rao is Qin Shou's usual cheeky personality, and he is a little unbearable at the moment. In the United States, he can be regarded as having experienced the baptism of professional football and has scored goals, but he was not chased and intercepted by so many people after the game. While Qin Shou lamented the enthusiasm of British reporters, he was very at a loss, he had never experienced such a big battle.

Qin Shou could only ask his teammates for help with his eyes. However, his teammates laughed, ignoring his pleas, shrugged their shoulders at him, dealt with the reporters in front of them, and then hummed shoulders and walked in the direction of the players' tunnel.

For this group of unscrupulous teammates, Qin Shou was also speechless. looked at the microphone in front of him that he couldn't count, and suddenly his head was as big as a cow.

Fortunately, there are still many good people in this world, and there is love everywhere.

At Wenger's behest, assistant coach Alder quickly rushed into the crowd, then pulled Qin Shou and walked in the direction of the locker room without looking back.

Qin Shou is full of black lines, is this assistant coach who is not smiling on weekdays too violent?

The reporters were also very dissatisfied, and kept yelling at the backs of the two.

"Coach Alder, you can't do that! We are journalists, and we have the right to press and gather! ”

"Qin, please accept our interview!"

"Chinese boy, do you have anything to say? …… Hey, wait, I said wait, can you answer me a few questions? ”

Coach Alder ignored the reporters' requests or tough words, and was annoyed by being asked, so he dragged Qin Shou forward and dropped a sentence.

"If you have any questions, let's ask them at the press conference later!"

Alder's hardness and softness made this group of battle-hardened reporters helpless, so they could only disperse helplessly, leaving the hope of the interview to the press conference to be held later.

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"It's a bad feeling to be entangled by reporters, Qin?"

In the players' tunnel, Qin Shou met the head coach Arsene Wenger, who was waiting there. The latter looked at Qin Shou with a smile and opened his arms to hug Qin Shou.

"Good job, kid, didn't disappoint me."

With Coach Arsene Wenger's elegant and indifferent temperament, it is difficult to wait in one place to congratulate a player. This made Qin Shou a little flattered.

After hugging the professor, Qin Shou nodded in a panic and said modestly: "My teammates are all doing well, I'm just lucky." ”

"Luck is also a kind of strength, not to mention, the changes you bring to the team after you play, no one can deny it." With a satisfied smile on his face, the professor patted Qin Shou on the shoulder, "As far as I know, Chinese have always been very modest. But Qin, too much modesty is hypocrisy. ”

"......" Qin Shou didn't expect the head coach who dominated the fate of the Arsenal team to have such a funny and witty side, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Ha, I'm not one of those stubborn old men." It can be seen that the professor who won the national derby is very happy, and he chatted with Qin Shou as he walked, "I am very receptive to new things." Come, I'm going to show you what to do with these annoying media ......"

The two chatted casually as they walked towards the locker room.

"You remember everything I said, Qin? If you are pestered by reporters again, if you don't want to answer, then just run, anyway, you are a professional player, and it is estimated that few people will be able to catch up with you. Ha ha! ”

Coach Wenger smiled and walked to the door of the locker room with Qin Shou. He pushed open the wooden door of the dressing room, raised his foot and stepped inside, only to be dipped cold by a large glass of champagne.

Wenger was stunned, assistant coach Alder was stunned, Qin Shou was stunned, and all the players were stunned.

And Walcott, who was holding a champagne bottle in his hand and smiling brightly, when he saw that it was not Qin Shou who was poured like a chicken in soup, but his head coach Arsene Wenger, his expression turned from laughing to crying, and he almost fainted.

"Ah, first...... Mr...... I ......" Walcott was about to cry, holding an empty champagne glass and looking like a dead father.

The players around him recovered from the shock, and then everyone looked like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and even some people were so red that their faces were red.

"Humph!"

Coach Arsene Wenger, who has always been very image-oriented, was wet at the moment, he glared at Walcott fiercely, dropped a sentence of "Thomas will come with me to the press conference", and then walked out quickly. He has to attend a press conference later, and he doesn't want to appear in front of the media with a chicken in the soup, otherwise he won't be able to see any appalling reports in the newspapers tomorrow.

Once it was confirmed that the manager had left, the dressing room instantly turned into a sea of joy.

"Ha, Theo, you are so bold, even I have to admire you now!"

"Theo, you dare to splash champagne on Mr., haha, you're getting more and more bullish!"

"How do I feel my stomach hurting? Haha, I'm laughing to death......"

Walket hated the schadenfreude of the joke, and as soon as he threw the cup, he pounced on his teammates.

"Let you unconscionable people see me laughing, and don't remind me, I'll kill you! Ahhh ”

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The scene of the press conference.

Manchester United manager Alex Ferguson sat in his seat with an unhappy face. His team lost the national derby, and his mood was not much better. What made him even more uncomfortable was that he had to sit here and be questioned by the media after losing, and it seemed that he would not give up if he didn't sprinkle a handful of salt on his wound to make him more uncomfortable. Of course, that's it, he's been sitting here for more than ten minutes, and the Arsenal manager hasn't come yet, what does that mean? Are you mocking me with a victor's gesture?

"Hmph, damn it!"

Ferguson cursed angrily.

To be honest, he was very unwilling. Most of the game was played according to the script he had formulated before the game, and he led Arsenal for more than 80 minutes, and was about to win, who knew that a Chinese player who suddenly appeared scored two goals in a row, turned defeat into victory, and sent the pain of defeat to Manchester United.

The three points that were about to arrive turned into a defeat in an instant, and no one would feel good about such a result.

Looking at the reporters not far away looking around frequently, Ferguson sneered secretly, this group of media with milk is a mother, is ready to kneel. Lick the winner of today's contest.

At this time, Arsenal manager Arsene Wenger and captain Rosicky finally arrived belatedly.

"Sorry, there was a little accident just now, and it took a while."

After Wenger sat down, with an undisguised smile on his face, he said to reporters like a spring breeze.

"Hmph, hypocrisy." Ferguson muttered angrily.

"Hey, hey." Wenger didn't care at all, glanced at the old rival next to him, and said with the eyes that only Ferguson could understand, "Whatever you say, we won today." ”

"Hmph." Ferguson snorted again and twisted his head to the side.

At this time, the press officer had already announced the official opening of the press conference, signaling that the reporters could start asking questions.

The reporters at the scene couldn't hold back for a long time and stood up one after another.

Wenger waved his hand and said, "The old rule, one person has one problem." ”

"Coach Arsene Wenger, first of all, congratulations on your victory. When did Qin join Arsenal? It's incredible, his performance conquered everyone today and he will be the talking point in all of London tomorrow! The reporter with the "Sun" sign in front of him asked the first question.

"At the end of November, he was on loan with Thierry from the New York Red Bulls, an American team. Wenger replied, seeing that the reporter in front of him wanted to continue to ask questions, Wenger waved his hand and pointed to the next reporter, "Next question." ”

"Lend-Lease from the United States? It's unbelievable. Is there such a good professional player in the United States, not to mention that Qin looks very young, has he really just turned twenty? Another reporter stood up.

"These are two questions, but ......" The professor seemed to be in a good mood, and he nodded, "As you can see, Qin, who is on loan from the United States, does not need to say much about his outstanding performance. As for the other question, yes, Qin is only twenty years old this year! Well, next. ”

The rest of the reporters asked the questions they had thought of one after another, but nine out of ten questions were related to Qin Shou. Arsene Wenger was also unusually patient and answered them one by one. A newcomer would not have attracted so much attention, but Qin Shou's performance in this game was so dazzling that everyone had to pay attention to him. Without him, Arsenal could well have ended up hating at home. These seasoned journalists have reason to believe that a new star is rising and, of course, a new hot spot will also appear in their newspapers.

The press conference was supposed to be a common place for the two teams to speak after the game, but the performance of Arsenal newcomer Qin Shou was indeed too eye-catching, and reporters rushed to ask Wenger, but left Manchester United manager Alex Ferguson aside.

The tough Scottish man has always hated the media, but it's one thing to hate it, and it's another to be snubbed by reporters. scolded again: "If you have milk, you are a mother's." Son", Tie Qing closed his eyes with a blushing face, and simply pretended to sleep. So much so that a reporter finally remembered the Manchester United manager and asked him questions, but he pretended to be asleep and ignored them.