As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Terry shook his head and laughed: "I drank too much."
Lampard smiled bitterly and picked up the bottle again. Terry immediately asked: "Then can you help him after you go?"
"He can do it by himself without me." Lampard sighed: "Our Chinese friend is also very good off the court. When he was with us, everyone was a little bit ostracized at first, right? But later, as long as
If everyone still wants honor, they can't do without his attack power. Since they can't do without his attack power, they can't exclude him. He won't take the initiative to bow his head and seek everyone's acceptance. He will only put his strength out there.
He forced everyone to bow their heads to greet him."
Before Terry could answer, Lampard sneered: "If you ask me, what is this king and that king? He is the real king. He never bows his head or surrenders. He forces everyone to do it with his undisputed strength.
Respect him, obey him, and then lead everyone to victory."
Terry put his arms on his legs and tilted his head to look at some friends who had drunk too much: "Is it really like what you said? I didn't feel that he respected me very much."
"Who has he not respected?" Although Lampard drank too much, his eyes were bright: "He respected everyone, but why did he let go of his inner pride because of who he respected? You just obeyed your orders and your status.
, not following you. On the contrary, his strength makes you, me, Didier and even Mourinho follow him in disguise."
Terry raised his eyebrows, and Lampard looked at him and smiled: "He has never changed anything because of you, me or the coach. On the contrary, we have changed for him. For example, how many times has the stubborn Portuguese changed because he did not
You get angry defensively and put him on the bench? What happens in the end? He just smiles and waits for you to change and obey him."
Terry curled his lips secretly: "Actually, he doesn't have to be so tortuous. With his strength, he tells everyone directly and everyone will obey him."
"But in that case, you wouldn't be so comfortable, would you? You haven't realized that you were obeying him for so many years? You thought you were the captain and he was obeying you?" Lampard sneered.
Terry turned his head and looked at Lampard with a half-smile before saying for a moment: "My captain is responsible for team management and executing the coach's orders on the field, not for winning. Since he has the ability to win, he will not go against me.
I feel that what I did in the past was nothing wrong, and neither was he. The two of us are like two independently operating systems. When it comes to team management, he obeys me, and when it comes to pursuing victory, I obey him. On the surface, he
"Obey me, essentially, I obey him, and essentially what I obey is not him, but the goal of the team's victory. And the team's victory is my highest mission as a captain."
Lampard blinked and nodded slowly: "That's right." Remember the website m.wxsy.net
Silence fell in the living room, and Lampard took a few sips of wine: "I still can't think about it."
Terry responded dully: "No one can think of it."
"Will you retire at Stamford Bridge?"
"..." Terry shook his head: "I dare not think that, especially after having you."
"It seems that our Chinese friends have understood clearly. They don't stay for a long time, stay for a few years and then leave. There are no worries or fetters. In this way, no matter when he comes back, everyone will welcome him." Lampard put down his words.
With his legs on the coffee table, he reached out and picked up a piece of pizza: "We are too stupid to really think that the club can give us anything and really become the master. In fact, it is just a business."
Terry was silent for a while and pointed to the TV: "Halftime is over, 0:2? Do you think there will be changes in the second half?"
"It's hard to say." Lampard shook his head: "If Ferguson was here, he would probably have turned on the hair dryer by now, but the Chilean is not. He is more like an assistant who guides the head coach in formulating tactics and starting lineup. He can change the
People have to change their style of play to win, but now Manchester City obviously has a mentality problem."
"What would you do if you were a coach?"
"What about you? Are you also thinking about taking the coaching certificate?"
"Me?" Terry smiled: "I don't necessarily have that patience. I'm more likely to be a club official."
Lampard raised his head and thought for a moment: "If it were me, I would replace Dzeko and play as a lone forward again."
"Is there a problem between Dzeko and Wang?"
Lampard shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't heard about it, it's not important. What's important is that the double striker becomes a single striker, so that everyone has no choice. In this way, the problem can be solved without swearing. I'm afraid this is the method the Chileans are willing to adopt."
At this moment, Terry's wife came in and brought a plate of fruit, interrupting the conversation between the two. Lampard maintained a lot of respect for the couple who had almost divorced and then reconciled. After all, he attended
Terry's wedding went through a whole storm between the two of them.
The three chatted for a while before Terry's wife left, and by then the second half of the game had begun.
"You're wrong." Terry pointed at Lampard and laughed.
Lampard shook his head: "There were no substitutions, but the ball rights were concentrated a lot, right? I remember that in the first half, Wang only seemed to have three or four offensively advantageous ball rights?"
Terry nodded: "It seems like just now... eh!"
Lampard beside him also opened his eyes wide. On the TV, he saw that Sevilla's center back and full back made serious mistakes in the cooperation. The cross pass was too weak, and it was stepped on by Wang Ai who cut in front of him.
He followed up two steps without adjusting and directly hit the door sideways.
As soon as Terry said "eh", Wang Ai started to take off his feet. When Lampard sat up straight, the ball had already been scored.
The host's exaggerated shouting on the TV filled the living room. The old friends looked at each other and uttered a curse word at the same time.
"Why do I feel that Wang's attack power seems to be more powerful?" Terry looked at his friend in confusion: "From the data point of view, he is not as good as last season, but from a visual point of view..."
"More concise." Lampard thought: "Probably because of the training from Bayern, his understanding of shooting is stronger than before. His small skills were originally very comprehensive, but they seemed to be separated before.
I subconsciously tried to complete each movement, and now..."
"Is it fused together?" Terry asked.
"That's what I feel." Lampard nodded: "He no longer pursues superficial things, and he is more free to do whatever he wants."
Terry frowned: "He is already scary, how can he be even scarier?"
Lampard shrugged: "He's 27."
Terry nodded clearly and spoke again after a while: "But he doesn't seem to be fully aware of it? I think this can be a gift from you."
"What?"
"Let him become God! Tell him personally and let him become God faster!"
This chapter has been completed!