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Chapter 129 Handicap?

Huang Jianxiang's way of commenting is to chat while commenting, giving the audience a kind of intimate and warm feeling. The Serie A League he and Zhang Lu partnered to comment on back then became popular all over the country with this half-talk and half-talk method.

At this time, when he heard his commentator Tao Wei say this, Huang Jianxiang said with a smile: "Tao Wei, I don't agree with what you said. Chelsea's ground attack is invincible in the world. Why did he give up ground infiltration in this kind of game and create the simplest and most rough long-pass mid-stop? This kind of playing style is now abandoned by our Chinese team."

Tao Wei pondered for a while and slowly thought: "This is also something that I am confused about. This is the first time Qiao Wanxian has experienced the finals. His opponent is a strong rival Liverpool that cannot be underestimated. Logically, he will definitely use Chelsea’s best and top offensive routine to ensure that the League Cup champion is won. However, in this game, Chelsea hid the main players such as Kaka, Jokole, Marklele, and even played the cross-border tactics that they were not good at. I really don’t understand..."

Huang Jianxiang blinked his eyes and thought for a while, suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he said in surprise: "Oh, by the way, I suddenly remembered something. British media reported that the last lesson of Chelsea's pre-match training was one content - cross-snatch training! After this incident, British media generally believed that this was Qiao Wanxian's psychological battle, which was a pretentious mystery. Unexpectedly, Chelsea really..."

Speaking of this, Tao Wei also understood a little and said with a funny look: "It seems that Coach Qiao was broken by those media reporters, and he wanted to fight them. Do you think I am cheating? Okay, then I will show you!"

Huang Jianxiang smiled and agreed, "Haha, yes, it's not only true, but also really scary! Chelsea actually gave up all the attack methods in the past and hit Duff's cross from the side. I found that Qiao Wanxian is really a stubborn temper..."

The two of them laughed and said something off topic, giving the audience nervously watching the ball in front of the TV a relaxed and relaxed attitude, and finally got back to the topic. Tao Wei said confidently: "According to my understanding of Coach Qiao, he is definitely not such a superficial person. This time Chelsea forced a cross from the wing, and he must have his own intentions!"

Huang Jianxiang nodded in admiration: "That's right, but what Qiao Wanxian is thinking in his heart may only be able to solve the mystery at the post-match press conference. But there is one thing I admire Qiao Wanxian very much. Such an important competition is related to the first championship in his life. He treated it so easily and easefully. This attitude... is even a bit of a play. I have to say that this compatriot has a strong psychological quality."

Tao Wei sighed and said, "Yes, Coach Qiao has proved that Asians and Chinese can do football well..."

The audience was still interested in listening, but suddenly they heard the two turn the topic to Chinese football. In an instant, the ratings dropped by 12.6 percentage points.

Huang Jianxiang originally wanted to continue to discuss the topic of Chinese football and study whether Qiao Wanxian could coach the Chinese national team in the future. Anyway, there was almost a repeating action on the court at this time, which was quite boring. But at this moment, the director's anxious voice came from the headphones: "Brother Huang, hurry up and change the topic. Besides, Chinese football, our CCTV ratings have been overtaken by local stations! Our CCTV is Chelsea, it is okay to equalize. If it overtakes, it will be embarrassing!"

Huang Jianxiang quickly shouted: "Look at this ball! Lampard passed his national teammate Gerald and handed the ball to Duff again! After Duff got the ball, he chose to break through the bottom again! Today's Norwegian defender Liser was definitely depressed, Duff played him like a monkey..."

Huang Jianxiang wanted to rely on his voice to divert the topic and regain the audience's attention, but he never thought that the same cross actually achieved results this time!

The cross was very curved, and Torres was squeezed hard by Hepia and Carragher. After jumping up, the waist and abdomen could not resist the confrontation between the two, and it was difficult to shake the head to attack the goal. In desperation, he had to gently rub the ball on his scalp, trying to get the ball into the right track.

After Torres reached the first point, the football changed its scheduled running route and ran towards the corner of the small penalty area. Liverpool goalkeeper Dudek had a lesson in the past and focused most of his attention on Rooney.

Rooney originally wanted to repeat the same trick and wait for the goal at the far post. After seeing the ball changing its running route, he winked at Dudek with a naughty look: "Come on, you're going to be a bargain!"

Dudek was too lazy to pay attention to him and glared at him coldly.

"Bang!"

Dudek was slightly distracted, and then he heard the sound of a sudden shooting. The sound of the sound was so loud that he wished he could kick this football out!

"Oops!" Dudek's face changed drastically. When he turned his head, he saw the ball rushing into the net like a cannonball. Lampard, who was quickly rushing forward, even maintained the volley.

"Look at this ball, Lampard shook away Alonso who was pulling behind him and shot angrily against the ball!" commentator Stiller screamed: "Football looks like Lampard's father-killing enemy. Look at his gritting teeth! Oh...ah...good...good, is Dudek distracted? He didn't attack and block it?"

Cardiff Millennium Stadium was boiling again! At this moment, a blue firework suddenly rose from the south stands, shining dazzlingly, but extremely eye-catching and exciting.

After scoring the goal, Lampard did not show too much smile on his face, but instead looked devoutly remembering and recalling. He pointed his hands at the sky and looked up at the top of the court. At this moment, he almost burst into tears!

Even though Lampard was a man of iron, he couldn't help but be moved. Since he came to Chelsea from West Ham United for a high price of 11 million pounds in the summer of 2001, he passed by the championship many times. This time, he is so close to the championship! He wants to dedicate this goal to his newly-dead grandfather, and also the first champion in his life!

Rooney was rushing over to celebrate the goal with Lampard and ask for some credit for the goal, but seeing Lampard's appearance, he suddenly thought of the changes at his home. He immediately smiled with a restrained smile, walked over and patted Lampard on the shoulder, and comforted him in a low voice.

In the 39th minute of the first half, Chelsea, who had worked hard, finally won a goal through a simple and crude cross. 2:1, Chelsea took the lead again!

On the side of the court, Benitez was so angry that his hands were trembling. He wanted to replace Dudek, who was lost in defence, and Alonso, who was out of place in defense. However, these two were the absolute main players of the team, Benitez was not Qiao Wanxian. After a moment of anger, he immediately calmed down and thought about how to change.

Fortunately, there was not much time left in the first half, and Chelsea's monotonous offensive method would not easily score. In the blink of an eye, the referee blew the midfield whistle.

Benitez got up first and walked into the locker room, but saw Qiao Wanxian in the player passage and stopped for a while.

"Rafa, your team performed well. It was only 1 goal behind in 45 minutes." Qiao Wanxian smiled fearing that the world would not be in chaos.

Benitez's face was embarrassed, he felt a little unhappy, and he wanted to turn his head and leave. Suddenly he thought of something, approached Qiao Wanxian, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Wanxian, I know we are friends, but you don't need to give in to me like this, right? You should fight hard on the court..."

"What? I'm giving in to you?" Qiao Wanxian was stunned. He had never thought about this. However, since Benitez had brought the topic to this point, Qiao Wanxian certainly had to climb along the pole and said very friendly: "What are you talking about? Since you are friends, it's natural for each other to be humble!"

"But……"

Qiao Wanxian waved his hand: "Okay, Rafa, you know, I am the most loyal to my friends! I will tell you in advance. I will continue to play crosses in the second half. You should think about the countermeasures in the 15th minute of the midfield. I hope you can give me some surprises in the second half!"
Chapter completed!
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