After chatting with Morgan, Wen Sheng didn't look for anyone. He went to find Onyewu, pulled him aside and asked: "Oguqi, tell me, how many points did you give yourself in this game?!"

"5 points?!" Onyewu replied weakly.

Seeing Onyewu like this, Wen Sheng doubted that this guy was really Onyewu.

According to the trajectory of later generations, this big central defender will play with Ibrahimovic in Milan this season. The two had a big fight on the training ground, and Ibrahimovic was interrupted by the one in front of him.

A rib.

Of course, now that he has come to the Crystal Palace, this interesting incident will naturally not happen.

He dared to fight "God" Ibrahimovic. His courage should be quite big. He is not a good boy. But judging from Wen Sheng's own experience, Onyewu is really not a bad boy. He is still quite good.

getting along with each other.

"Five points is not something, but failing is true. The two goals conceded by the team have something to do with both of you. You are destined not to be well received!"

"But you are not useless. They were in good shape at the beginning! Oguqi, I think you have an experienced defender, so I want you in the summer! I know you are not happy in Milan, but

Now is a fresh start, you really don’t need to dwell too much on the past!”

"I clearly say that I am not satisfied with the performance of you and Wes today, but as I said to Morgan, I have not sentenced you to death! I am very patient, and you have to slowly adapt to the game here.

Rhythm includes the team’s tactical thinking and defensive system!”

"There is no language problem between you and Morgan, and between you and Derry. I hope you can communicate more with them. You need to form a good tacit understanding! You and Wes are not 1 plus.

1 equals 2, I hope you are 1 plus 1 equals 3!”

"I express my meaning like this, can you understand?!" Wen Sheng asked deliberately, remembering that later generations said that foreigners were not good at mathematics.

"I understand, boss, I understand what you mean! I will communicate with Weiss and the others, and we will do a good job!" Onyewu nodded in agreement.

Wen Sheng doesn't know whether he really understands or pretends to understand. Anyway, let's wait and see. It seems that this central defender really can't go on like this. He must replace him with someone who can fight. The one transferred from the youth team can't deal with Morgan.

Onyewu has formed a competition, and as for Van Dijkwen Sheng, he does not want to be too hasty and ruin a genius.

"You guys have finally helped me a lot today. I'm going to treat you to a treat tonight, so don't miss me!" Wen Shenglin said with a smile at the end.

Onyewu finally became happy and said with a smile: "Don't worry, boss! I'm ready!"

….

The reporters waited in the interview area for a long time before Wen Sheng arrived late.

Like Wien, Wen Sheng found the word "tie" very harsh.

"Daniel, your team successfully drew a draw with your opponent today. Are you satisfied with the result?!" James Johnson asked.

It’s still this guy, a gentleman seizes revenge and seizes the day.

"What does "successfully draw with the opponent" mean? James, you mean we drew with the opponent?!" Wen Sheng said to him.

"Well, my statement is wrong!" Johnson is really smart. How could he not know that Wen Sheng is deliberately looking for trouble? "I mean are you satisfied with this draw?"

Wen Sheng nodded with satisfaction and just quarreled with him. Johnson was not as annoying as Fisher from The Sun. There was no need to pursue him fiercely. You must know that this guy is still okay most of the time.

"Satisfied, of course I am satisfied! This is the Emirates Stadium. It is not an easy thing to take away a point from here, but the guys did it!"

Wen Sheng said it sincerely. Being able to take away one point from here is enough to satisfy him. It's a little regretful that he couldn't take away three points.

"Just now Mr. Wenger said that your team doesn't want to win here at all, saying that your team has at least ten people in the penalty area. What do you think of this?!" a reporter from Sky Sports asked.

"I don't have any special opinion. Mr. Wenger has the right to express his views on the game, including his evaluation of the opponent, although I prefer that he be as objective as possible!" Wen Sheng said while touching his nose.

"In fact, we had a chance to take away three points here, but luck didn't belong to us!"

"Then how do you evaluate your opponent's performance?!" the reporter continued to ask.

"They are obviously stronger than us, but I don't think they created many chances! We created more chances! We are closer to victory!"

Wen Sheng's answer made many reporters complain, "You are simply arrogant?! It was you who grabbed the points at the last moment!"

"What do you think of the league in the new season? Is Arsenal in the title race?" Another reporter asked.

"I don't care about the performance of other teams. We only care about ourselves. Our task is to avoid relegation! This task is very difficult and it has just begun!"

"Daniel, how do you evaluate Vardy's performance?!"

"He's doing great!"

"What do you think about him missing a few good opportunities?!"

"Just last season, someone asked me this question, what was the result? He later scored a lot of goals for us! This kind of question should not be asked anymore! I know you will say that he is only in the Championship.

To score goals, you will also say that he was still playing in the lower leagues last year, but I know him very well, he is a natural killer, he will definitely score goals! And it will come soon!" Wen Sheng doesn't care.

This question was very calm. At the end, he added, "Even if he doesn't score, he still plays an important role in our team. His ability to support the front line has been greatly improved! This is very

good!"

The reporters had already expected that Wen Sheng would always defend his "brother," so they prepared another question.

"Daniel, you mean Vardy is the absolute main force in your hands?!"

Digging a hole for me again, should I say yes or no?!

Wen Sheng chose to say no, "There is no such thing. All our positions are full of competition, and no one is the absolute main player! I choose players who suit the team's tactics, I will choose players who train hard, and I will choose players who are in good condition."

Players! I will never say that it is absolutely fair in my team, but I will try my best to provide everyone with a fair chance to compete!"

Well, yes and no are pretty much the same thing. When you say you choose players that suit the tactics, it’s not you who has the final say on who is suitable?! The reporters still didn’t stump Wen Sheng after all.

After asking a few more questions, Wen Sheng looked at his watch and said to the reporters: "I'm sorry, everyone, it's almost time, I should leave!"

…

Wenger was chatting and laughing with Capello in the bar. After waiting for a long time, Wen Sheng arrived late.

Not far away, Wen Sheng saw that Wenger had really called Capello over, and immediately said: "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong place! Sorry for disturbing everyone!"

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave. Wenger, this bad old man, is very bad. He behaved like this after suffering a loss on the court. He knew clearly that I didn't want to meet Capello.

"Hey! Wen, you want to run away when you see me?!" Capello asked loudly, "You want to avoid me?! Why?! Didn't you say that you dare to question my selection and employment in front of me?!"

"That's right! Daniel, come here! Fabio won't be the same as you! Let's have a drink together, it's a rare opportunity!" Wenger called to Wen Sheng with a smile.

Just make peace with it now, Wen Sheng didn't care anymore, and asked for a beer when they got to the booth.

"Two seniors! Let's agree first. It's okay to drink and chat. We won't talk about the national team!"

"It seems that you still have a lot of opinions on my selection and employment!" Capello was not happy, and the media ignored it. They were a bunch of dogs anyway, but Wen Sheng was praised by English football as a genius that could never be produced in a century.

The coach criticized Capello. After all, Capello can't keep his face. Who knows what the bosses of the Football Association think. Will they not deal with him because Wen Sheng farts indiscriminately?!
Chapter completed!