On the way back to the locker room, Jowan asked Boas: "What is the distance between Lampard running in the first half?"

Although the first half ended with Chelsea’s 0:2 score, the performance of vice captain Lampard cannot be said to be unworking, especially for him, a technical midfielder, it is extremely rare to run crazy in front of the field.

Boas just got the running data of Chelsea players in the first half. At this time, he was still secretly shocked and had an incredible smile: "The third place is Marklele, who ran 6.1 kilometers, and the second place is Ramos, who ran 6.3 kilometers. Guess how much did Lampard run first?"

One of these two men is a full-back and the other is a midfielder. Both are players with heavy responsibility. Ramos and Marklele have a lot of running distances, which is normal. Especially Ramos, the title of "Shui Master" is not fake. As long as he plays a full game, in terms of running distance, he has never fallen into the top three.

The results of such hard work also deeply touched Qiao Wanxian, and he handed the right gate to him with great trust.

In fact, Qiao Wanxian felt that Lampard had performed too hard in the first half, but he didn't expect that he had the most running distances.

"How many have you run?" Qiao Wanxian asked curiously.

Not only him, but also Blanco and several other coaches watched it.

Boas showed a strange smile and made a gesture. Blanco immediately exclaimed: "Oh my god! 7.5 kilometers?"

This Frenchman has played football, and of course he understands what it means to reach 7.5 kilometers in just one half. Lampard, as Chelsea's team deputy and midfield organizer, deeply felt that there was something wrong with Chelsea's midfield sorting in the first half, and he actually took a desperate attitude. What kind of sense of responsibility is this?

This deputy captain deserves his name!

"7.5?" Qiao Wanxian, who had never played football, was also a little surprised. In a low-level league, this is the distance many players ran throughout the game.

Of course, no one will doubt the authenticity of this data. The data statistics from Opta are very reliable.

"This guy is crazy!"

Blanco has just come to Chelsea for a long time and has not thoroughly understood Chelsea's spirit. When he heard this number, his first reaction was - madman, a group of madmen!

However, Qiao Wanxian made a secret decision in his heart that he had to adjust his midfield tactics. If he didn't adjust, he would definitely lose this game, and Lampard would definitely be exhausted and overdrawn, which would likely affect the Champions League final a few days later.

Qiao Wanxian immediately frowned and pushed open the locker room door in contemplatively. The atmosphere was not right!

This is a locker room, not a funeral home, okay?

Can you stop being so sad?

All the players in the team sat in their own position. They refused to take a shower, refused the masseur's relaxed muscles, and refused to communicate. All the players were depressed and sighed.

What I know is that Chelsea was completely passive in the first half, but I didn’t know, and I thought it was the end of the world.

"What's wrong, ambitious?"

Qiao Wanxian put his hands in his pockets, squinted his eyes and growled.

Silenced for a long time.

"in the past!"

Lu Xiaopang almost choked Qiao Wanxian to death with just one word.

Qiao Wanxian felt ruthless: "You little pony, Lu Xiaopang, what kind of bad temper is this? It seems that you don't know how to estrange yourself if you don't give you some substantial punishment. After this game, let's see how I deal with you!"

Qiao Wanxian walked to the center of the locker room and clapped his hands hard, making all the players turn their attention. Lampard also threw away the towel on his face and looked at Qiao Wanxian.

It can be found that his eyes were red. Obviously, as the core of the midfield organization, he was very guilty of Chelsea's performance of losing control in the first half of the midfield.

Qiao Wanxian walked over and patted Lampard on the shoulder, giving him a look of encouragement. This low-key superstar is really admirable.

Qiao Wanxian called a masseur and a physiotherapist to help Lampard relax his muscles so as not to form local muscle twitches. Then he looked around and shouted: "To be honest, I'm very satisfied with our performance in the first half!"

"Um?"

Everyone was stunned, staring at each other with a confused and confused look on their faces.

0:2 Being behind, the scene is completely out of control, is it called satisfaction? Boss, you are a Alzheimer's disease, how can you speak in a mess?

Qiao Wanxian ignored everyone's surprise and continued: "Especially the siege in the frontcourt, we did a very good job. Arsenal was forced to do nothing and scored two goals. This is our success!"

“???”

Everyone was confused and starry-eyed.

Blanco is a newcomer to the team and can't stand Qiao Wanxian's trick. He leaned over and told in a low voice: "Mr. Wanxian, are you mistaken? Arsenal scored two goals, not our Chelsea!"

Qiao Wanxian rolled his eyes helplessly. This Blanco... is really humorless. But to be honest, when this team was first formed, it seemed that everyone was in the same tune as Blanco now.

"I mean it's very simple. We beat Arsenal twice in the league, and we almost didn't have any blood. This time, I want Wenger to feel the distance from heaven to hell."

"What? What does this mean?"

The guy didn't feel shocked, he noticed something vaguely, especially Lampard, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Lu Xiaopang scratched his half-bald forehead and said excitedly: "Boss, I understand! Did you say that we were suppressed in the first half, which was completely within your expectations. The purpose was to make Wenger feel the warmth of heaven. In the second half, we will make efforts to let Arsenal go from heaven to hell!"

Qiao Wanxian's thick skin was unquestionable. He nodded without blushing and said shamelessly: "Of course, can Wenger's little tricks hide me? We were behind in the first half, but I was willing to give in to humility!"

In an instant, the applause was thunderous!

"It turns out that all this was planned by the boss! That's great, I just said, the boss's wise and magical martial arts are hard to come by, how could there be such a passive situation? It's great, champion, we want a champion!"

John Terry's big eyes rolled around twice, and a large piece of flattery was delivered.

It’s not that Terry likes to flatter and play. The key is that he is the captain of the team. He knows that this will resonate with his teammates and inspire the players’ fighting spirit.

Applause, another piece of applause!

Blanco felt his eyes blurred. He was surprised to the incredible level. It was too weird?

Madman, this is definitely a bunch of madmen!

These Chelsea players have been brainwashed, right? Why do you feel that Qiao Dapao farts so good? It was said that Chelsea was completely restrained by Arsenal in the first half and was planned by Qiao Wanxian?

If you don’t believe it if you beat me to death, you can fool me!

Surprised, surprised, so thrilling!

How do you feel that this Qiao Dapao is comparable to that of North Korea's political system? Fortunately, the player does not need to worship Qiao Dapao's portrait when he is sleeping with his wife, otherwise he may be another great leader, the Red Sun of the World.

But after the thriller, Blanco discovered that now...the crowd was excited!

The players didn’t have the kind of lifelessness they had just now. They were completely bright in early spring, with green grass and blue sky...

I have to say that Qiao Dapao's set is well-informed, and the results it receives are amazingly good.

Why?

I'm afraid Blanco can't figure it out now. But he probably will be able to understand more or less after the game is over.

Qiao Dapao...is the endorsement of creating miracles!

There are so many miracles he created. His prestige in the team is beyond remarkable, and the players have reached the point of obedience to him... The reason is very simple. His words are like the truth, as long as you persist, it is correct!

This kind of trust and worship are not blind, but have been influenced by a season.

Seeing that the players' mentality has returned to normal, Qiao Wanxian smiled and said, "That's right. Isn't it just that I lost two goals in the first half, and in the second half, um... we can score at least 4!"

"Okay!"

Cheers, hug each other and celebrate.

Before the second half began, Qiao Wanxian said just one sentence and directly set the character of this game. The championship belongs to Chelsea! Rooney, Ramos, Johnson and other introverted guys have jumped up, as if they have won the championship.

Seeing this scene, Blanco smiled bitterly. Where are they? Madman, a group of madmen!

After the nonsense, Qiao Wanxian began to talk about the serious business. After bragging about it, he had to make tactical adjustments.

"Frank, you ran too much in the first half, which is not a good thing. After all, we have a more important Champions League final. So in the second half, you won't play again."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Lampard's eyes, but he had a very high professional quality and showed no displeasure at all. He immediately smiled and replied simply: "I understand, boss!"

Qiao Wanxian nodded and his eyes fixed on Roy Keane: "Roy, be prepared. I need your performance in the second half!"

"No problem, boss, I will make the midfield like reinforced concrete with Cloud!"

Roy Keane was a little excited and patted his chest hard to promise.

Qiao Wanxian waved his hand and shook his head and said, "No, this is not your task. This time your responsibility is very heavy."

“What responsibilities?”

Roy Keane was a little puzzled.

Qiao Wanxian did not rush to answer, but walked towards Roy Keen. He secretly stored 1 ml of the No. 1 of the Source in his palm, stretched to Keen's waist, and rubbed several key acupoints.

This scene is so familiar.

Everyone has become accustomed to it, but it is just an action described by the outside world as a god - the great method of deep love and love!

Only Blanco's expression was extremely strange. This was the first time he had observed Qiao Wanxian at such a close distance, but it was different from what the media promoted outside.

The media said that Qiao Dapao was touching someone's butt and stimulating the players to perform by doing homosexuality. This is obviously nonsense.

After a close observation, Blanco found that Qiao Wanxian's hands were mainly at Roy Keen's waist. Could it be that this is the legendary Chinese medicine acupoint?

Just a few days ago, Qiao Wanxian published an article of more than 10,000 words in his column - "Football Philosophy from the Yin and Yang of Traditional Chinese Medicine".

Now, the whole of Europe understands that Qiao Wanxian is using his influence to promote Chinese traditional culture. Whether it is the "martial arts novels" in the first two issues, "romance novels" or this issue of "Traditional Chinese Medicine", they are all ways for him to push Chinese culture to the European people, so that everyone can understand China more rationally and eliminate prejudice.

Although this article did not cause a huge sensation like the previous two issues, it is still a wave of learning in the football circle.

There is no way, who told Qiao Dapao that his coaching level is so high...

So at this time, Blanco vaguely realized that Qiao Dapao... seemed to really understand some traditional Chinese medicine, and his articles... were not mysterious!

"Boss, what's the task for me in the second half?"

Roy Keane felt that his body was much lighter and could not wait to appear in the game.

Qiao Wanxian smiled and, under everyone's attention, gave the final answer: "Midfield libero."
Chapter completed!