Chapter 978 You are really like a dog(1/2)
"not bad."
"At least it's a slap in the face of Benitez."
After the game, Zheng Zhi and Fan Zhi stood on the court and the two started chatting.
"Damn, you actually stared at Drogba tightly, that guy was crying to death."
Zheng Zhi also recognized Fan Zhiyi's performance.
"I don't think there are many people who can keep an eye on him."
"It's very simple. He's just big. I move faster than him." Fan Zhiyi laughed.
Zheng Zhi shrugged, is that true? That's impossible...
Fan Zhiyi said it calmly, but because his strength is so awesome.
The two walked off the stadium together and met Benitez on the way. Zheng Zhi deliberately asked Fan Zhiyi to leave first, while he stood there waiting.
Benitez's face was dark and he was lowering his head. He probably was thinking about how to excuse him at the press conference?
After Fan Zhi left, Zheng Zhi took the initiative to say hello to Benitez.
"Hey, Mr. Benitez,"
"What is the foundation?"
"The score shows it, right?"
Benister didn't expect that Zheng Zhi would dare to come over and mock him. It was so fucking unpretentious.
He glared at Zheng Zhi fiercely, but saw Mourinho's shadow. He quickly shrank his neck and immediately flashed into the player channel. Zheng Zhi was very disgusting. Will it still make people live when he meets Mourinho again?
He didn't want to be hit by a double critical strike, so he didn't even shake hands with Mourinho, and he just flashed...
But he thought it too simple.
At the post-match press conference, the Chinese media turned this place into a battlefield for the Chinese, and the only opponent was Benitez.
All British journalists were squeezed out.
Rarely, the Chinese media is so united.
Everything is nothing more than to criticize Benitez.
Benitez looked at so many yellow-skinned faces, but raised his stubborn chin. He knew what he was going to face next.
Isn’t it Fan Zhiyi?
He coughed twice and sat down.
Sure enough, if he didn't want him to speak, a Chinese reporter would speak.
"Mr. Benitez, what do you think of Fan Zhiyi's performance today?"
"He played very well, as I expected, he was in a bad shape at the beginning of the season, but after this period of training, his form was back."
Yo?
This is fucking!
The reporters were surprised, the words changed?
"Then why don't you let him play the main force?"
"Because he is old, I need younger and stronger players, and he must accept the fate of a substitute. Liverpool needs to be younger, which is irreversible. I cannot expect a few veterans to conquer the world."
"I know what you want to say to me, but that's my decision."
Stubborn old man.
"It doesn't matter if you continue to lose?"
"We won't lose all the time."
"Isn't he worthy of the start?"
"I didn't say that, I mean, veterans must know that they will be substitutes more often." Benitez breathed a little more relief.
"Who scored the goal today?" Chinese reporters were aggressive and pressed step by step.
Benitez is too lazy to open his mouth...
"Raphael?"
After being speechless by Chinese reporters, it was the British reporter's turn to attack.
"Raphael?"
"Liverpool's foundation has not helped you win. You lost a lot at Stamford Bridge today. How do you explain the word foundation?"
"The upstart Chelsea defeated you."
...
...
Fortunately, Benitez, who was in a state of trouble, had no heart disease, otherwise he might have been hanging on Stamford Bridge.
Mourinho then naturally felt proud at the press conference.
"I don't care what Raphael said."
"We didn't take Liverpool into consideration this season. Arsenal and Manchester United are our opponents."
"I can understand that he is often incoherent, after all, his life is not easy at Liverpool."
"I want to talk about Spinach Company, they should thank us because we made them win a lot of money."
I won't say much more nonsense.
After this game, Chelsea still topped the list. Although Arsenal won, the goal was not as good as Chelsea, so he could only rank second.
The big victory also made the media temporarily forget about Terry and Bridge and instead reported on the content of the game.
Manchester United won too.
However, after the game, Ferguson expressed cautious optimism.
"Murinho's Chelsea proved one thing through this game that they will not become unstable because of the lack of any player. If you want them to lose the game, the only person may be, that person is Zheng Zhi."
"If Zheng Zhi is not here, Chelsea will become Chelsea last year."
"But I think these are all in vain. Only by winning can we hold them tightly in the standings."
"It must be admitted that the foundation has no bullshit, only money can make the team better. I hope something can happen after the winter comes."
Ferguson borrowed Chelsea from talking about money. Manchester United's board of directors was so stingy and didn't give him money to buy players. Now Chelsea tells everyone that having money can really do whatever they want and win.
Wenger is still stubborn, but he still denies Mourinho's team.
“They are very rich,”
"But they have no experience in winning the championship. Arsenal is very rich in this regard. We are now with them. I think Arsenal will be more resilient. Like last season, they have nothing."
“After Christmas, we know what.”
...
After leaving the locker room, Zheng Zhi drove to the western suburbs of London.
Mourinho asked him to go.
After stopping outside a quiet apartment, he saw Bridge.
Bridge lay on the grass, with a box of beer piled up next to him.
It's aborted.
Zheng Zhi shook his head when he saw it.
After getting off the car, he walked to him, raised his right foot and stepped on his thigh.
“Hi, waste.”
"You look like a dog now."
"I really can't understand, what's so sad about you for a bitch?"
"How good it would be to find this kind of garbage earlier. Do you plan to never know for the rest of your life?"
"But, I really love her so much that I can't accept it."
Zheng Zhi: “…”
What a silly silly.
He walked a few steps forward, bent down and picked up a plastic water pipe, and then unscrewed the faucet.
The water immediately sprayed on Bridge.
"Idiot,"
“Wake up,”
To be continued...