When Foy blew the final whistle, Wen Sheng, who had convinced him just now, felt very upset!

He has been eliminated in Crystal Palace before, but I don’t know why he really felt uncomfortable this time.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Wensheng went straight back to the locker room.

Brian Kidd and Donald Hawking were comforting the players. Kidd noticed that Wensheng ran away without comforting his players. He guessed that Wensheng might be really angry and was angry at the team's failure to advance.

He said to Hawking, and Hawking quickly went back to the locker room to take a look. He and Kidd thought about it, thinking that Wensheng was angry with the players. This was another person who couldn't control his mouth. It would not be a good thing to get angry with the players at this time.

"Daniel! Man, what's wrong with you?!" When Hawking came to Wensheng, he didn't know where Wensheng pulled a cigarette from and was smoking in the locker room. He sat in Hart's position and looked at the tactical board in a daze.

"I'm nothing! I'm just a little unhappy!" Wen Sheng took a deep breath of cigarette but accidentally choked and kept coughing.

"The guys are working very hard! You know that sometimes we need a little luck! This is not a league!" Hawking comforted him while sitting beside Wen Sheng.

Wensheng is not stupid, so I can hear what Hawking meant, which is the meaning of pleading for the players.

The beautiful misunderstanding made Wen Sheng laugh, "Yes, they are great and hardworking! It's just that we got a bad result! What are you worried about, Donald?! I won't blame the players! Oh, yes! I shouldn't have it! I really shouldn't have left them!"

Hawking breathed a sigh of relief. He could guess that everyone in Manchester City was unhappy. Why?! Because Manchester City has won the League Cup and the league championship has basically won. The Champions League semi-finals have taken the lead in advance. They have hope of winning the Grand Slam. However, Manchester City's dream of winning the FA Cup semi-finals has been shattered. Even if they win the Champions League, this season always makes people feel that there is a hint of imperfection.

Wensheng wanted to go back to the court, but Hawking stopped him, "There are reporters everywhere, and the cameras everywhere, don't go now!"

"Then they don't know how to arrange me yet?"

"You are anxious to pee, and you are back to pee. Is this reason sufficient?!" Hawking thought about it and gave a reason!

"Damn!" Wen Sheng's mood was suddenly happy even though he was bad.

"Is this true?! This reason..."

"This reason is very good, isn't it?" Facing Wen Sheng's entangled expression, Hawking shrugged and smiled.

"Okay, I have to say that's a good idea!"

"I think this idea is great too! You're in a much better mood now, right?"

"After laughing, it seems to be a little better, but I'm still depressed! Fuck Chelsea, I can lose to them in the league and the Charity Shield, why do I lose this game?! I think this bastard Benitez will definitely joke with me after the game! He will definitely do it!"

"Okay, Danny, you have said before that the winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, think about it! Our season is not over yet, you look like this, think about what the players will think?!" Hawking pointed at the key point.

Wensheng shook his head, "Yes, I have to forget this game and forget the damn Benitez!"

Hawking's psychological counseling work has not been completed yet, and the players have come in one after another. After losing, everyone is in a bad mood and can still stay on the court for a long time!

The dejected look of everyone made Wen Sheng frown. Yes, what should he do.

"Okay, guys, put down what you have in your hands and take a break! Listen to me!" Wensheng clapped his hands.

The players turned their attention to Wensheng.

"First of all, I have to apologize, because I was anxious to pee just now, um, sorry, I've been holding it in for a long time, so I'm sorry that I didn't appear by your side when you need me the most!..." Wen Sheng said in a shocking way, and the players were confused, "It turns out that the boss ran back to the locker room because of this?!"

Van Dijk couldn't help laughing.

"I'm sorry, it's a bit nonsense, but that's the truth!" Wensheng looked at everyone awkwardly, very embarrassed, I lied again.

The players all laughed, saying that the players had to pee and could go to the bathroom in the midfield, and they could hold it in forty or fifty minutes.

"Did the boss not go to the toilet during the intermission?!"

"It seems so?" Milner asked Hart, and Hart answered uncertainly.

Kidd also secretly asked Hawking, who was laughing, "He is back to use the bathroom?"

"Yes, oh, I've smoked! Virgil saw it!" Hawking said with a grin.

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"Okay, just laugh if you want to laugh! There are three urgent things for people, there is nothing to be ashamed of!" Wen Sheng looked like he was throwing apart, which was really funny.

"Boss, is it that the nervous game that stimulates you?!" Milner raised his hand and asked.

"Damn it, it's not a press conference now, you don't need to ask the bottom line!" Wen Sheng cursed, "Okay, guys! Secondly, I want to say the second thing. I'm really unhappy if I lose. I want to talk to you about my heart! When Torres scored the second goal, my heart was cold. I knew we were finished! We couldn't win this game! I was in a bad mood. I tried to comfort myself that there was still a chance next year, but I found that I couldn't convince myself to forget! A piss made me feel very happy, and a cigarette made me even more melancholy! We lost to Chelsea, I lost to the damn Benitez! This feeling..."

Wensheng shook his head.

"The third thing, you didn't perform very well, but the responsibility is not only yours, but mine, it's also mine! We shouldn't shirk the responsibility, we are not as good as them, so we lost this game! We have a lot of events recently, and I think you have tried your best, but the result may be a pity! But guys, we still have leagues and Champions League to play. Now is not the time to be depressed, we need to cheer up and understand! I'll send you a sentence, "Tomorrow will be better!"!"

"In the end, I feel very upset. I want to invite you to drink and drink with me! Do you want to?! I hope that after being drunk here, we can leave our regrets in London. When we return to Manchester tomorrow, I hope each of us will be relaxed with a good mood!"

Kidd and the others were stunned. I'll go, the Champions League is just two days away. Do you want to have a drink?!

But the players' reactions were different, they were very enthusiastic. They never thought that Wensheng would give everyone such a "surprise"!

You have to drink with your boss, and you can relieve your worries after getting drunk!
Chapter completed!