Chapter 224 How about I do mt? (Second, ask for monthly pass)

Chen Yingxiong was stunned when he heard O'Neill say this.

But he quickly reacted: "Huh? But this hasn't affected my state, boss."

"I'm here to protect you, hero. I hope you don't get anything wrong..." Martin O'Neill explained. "You are too ostentatious and vulnerable to siege. This is not a good thing for you, it will distract you too much on these things..."

"Being besieged? Have I been besieged less often? Which time has there been a problem? Don't worry, boss. This kind of trivial matter can't affect me at all." Chen Yingxiong said nonchalantly, and then he suddenly thought of it. In a flash of inspiration.

"But I suddenly thought of a question, Boss... Look, I don't think you are the kind of person who likes to fight with each other, right?"

Perhaps it is the result, perhaps the close relationship with the club’s top management, or the reason of his own character. Anyway, when Chen Yingxiong and Martin O’Neal speak, they are not like O’Neal's players at all, but they are more on the same level as O’Neal. Club administrator.

But O'Neill himself didn't care, because he had adapted to Chen Yingxiong's way of speaking. And I really can't care about this with others, I have to rely on Chen Yingxiong's outstanding performance for my own performance...

If you really have a conflict with Chen Yingxiong, you can think of whose side the club will stand with your ass. You know that Chen Xing and Niang are the real power figures of the two clubs. They are all the figures who often visit Chen Yingxiong's home and call him brothers and sisters!

Chen Yingxiong was also telling the truth. Martin O'Neal is really not good at it, and doesn't like to slobber. Among the British coaches, he is a relatively low-key one. He is not like Ferguson looking around for troubles, nor is he like Wenger who likes to judge others, nor is he like Mourinho who likes to show his face in front of the media and the public like the original Mourinho.

He is relatively low-key, and seldom feels sudden madness when facing him.

Therefore, Chen Yingxiong felt that Martin O'Neill was not good at verbal warfare, or did not like it.

But the war of words is already a very important part of today's football. Because football is more technical and tactical, but also psychological. In many cases, the two teams are evenly matched, which requires psychological warfare. Whoever has the better mentality may be more likely to gain momentum in the game, and vice versa, it is easier to lose an otherwise sure game.

O'Neill doesn't like to do this, but he feels it must be done.

This is a good method, why not make good use of it?

Of course, this idea was suddenly thought of by Chen Yingxiong just now. He didn't have such a high level of consciousness before, and he slobbered with opponents for the team's victory. He was just to satisfy his own evil taste of slapped people, and simply because he couldn't understand certain words of some people, he took the initiative to provoke a war of words.

He rarely "wants to provoke the opponent's anger through a war of words and make the opponent lose his calm".

It's not that there are no at all, but very few, very few.

But now he thinks about it this way, and thinks this thing can be done.

Martin O’Neal nodded: “Yes, I don’t like it. A head coach’s energy should be focused on leading the team’s training, arranging tactics, and directing on the spot. It’s naive to spat with opponents, and it’s also not seen. What effect..."

Chen Yingxiong shook his head: "Nick is wrong, boss. We used to have poor grades and no one came to trouble us, so you don’t have to scold others. But as our grades get better and better, you will find out sooner or later. There are also more and more flies. Look at Ferguson, the history of Manchester United’s rise is almost his history of fighting people everywhere... before with us, then with Arsenal, and then with Chelsea... He took the initiative everywhere. What happened, the result? His team is the most successful team in the Premier League, boss!"

"But he also has countless enemies."

Chen Yingxiong wanted to say, "What are countless enemies? Which one of the winners is not on top of a pile of enemies' corpses", but he felt too abrupt and didn't respect O'Neill. So he changed his view: "Okay, boss. Even if you are not interested in provoking disputes, what if others bully us? Just like the head coach of Preston... what is his name? Come on? By the way, Phil Brown, he insulted us and you so much. If you always do this... if you swallow, everyone will think that Liverpool are easy to bully, and then all the messy slurs will be thrown at us. When we come, will we not be affected?"

What Chen Yingxiong said is very reasonable, and he also combined recent hot events, which is very convincing.

Martin O'Neill lowered his head and considered it, and felt that what Chen Yingxiong said was right...He didn't like psychological warfare, but that didn't mean he would ignore psychological warfare. However, if he were to go shirtless and be sprayed like a shrew, he still couldn't accept it.

Seeing that the head coach didn't say a word, Chen Yingxiong knew that he had touched the opponent. He hit the iron while it was hot, and explained his thoughts and ideas.

"So, I suddenly had such an idea... Boss. You are not good at verbal warfare, but verbal warfare must be... So, why not just let me come, huh? How about letting me come?"

Martin O'Neal was surprised-this request is too weird. He has coached so many teams. He has never made this request to him, and ran to spit and fight with others?

"Are you crazy, hero?" he blurted out.

Chen Yingxiong knew that the head coach would react like this. He shrugged: "I'm a well thought out boss. Look, I'm a skilled worker, and I like it. Anyway, if you don't do it, why don't you let me come?" Otherwise, what should I do if I encounter other people's troubles in the future? Will they all nest up and behave like a tortoise?"

Martin O'Neal doesn't care about the truth of Chen Yingxiong now, just shook his head vigorously, disagreeing.

"The quarrel between you and the head coach of Preston has already affected your state and delayed your preparations... If you let this become the norm, why not?"

Hero Chen opened his hands: "Why do you feel that I have been affected? There is really no problem with my state..."

The topic is back to the beginning.

Martin O'Neill thinks that Chen Yingxiong will affect his state by doing so, but Chen Yingxiong does not think so.

Two people just lifted the bar.

In the end, Chen Yingxiong made the decision. "Forget it, let's go on and say that there will be no result tomorrow, so let me prove it to you with actual actions, boss-no matter how I quarrel with others, no matter what kind of war of words, my state Will not be affected."

"How do you prove, hero?"

"Goal." Chen Yingxiong waved his hand and said, "I used a goal to illustrate this head office? I scored in the game against Sunderland... three goals and a hat trick proved that my state was not affected. Is it all right?"

Martin O'Neill was stunned for a moment, and Chen Yingxiong unexpectedly proposed such a method of proof. To be honest, this method is not new, but it is quite convincing. It is not easy for players to score a goal in a game, so let's not talk about scoring a hat trick. If Chen Yingxiong was able to perform a hat-trick after he had just been fighting with the head coach of Preston for nearly a week, does this mean that he is really not disturbed by off-court factors?

In fact, the answer to this question is very simple, Martin O'Neill only needs to combine Chen Yingxiong's previous deeds to know. Such things as verbal warfare really didn't affect Chen Yingxiong's state.

But he just thinks that a player should put all his mind on football. As for arguing with others, that is not what a player should do. Looking at the world football, even Ibrahimović and Cristiano Ronaldo did not frequently slobber with the media or others, so he thinks that Chen Yingxiong did not do his job properly. Now the players are not enough to do their jobs, but at any rate, he hasn't been in confrontation with others all day long. O'Neal doesn't want his core players to make history in this aspect...

But the other party has made such a gesture, do you gamble?

Martin O'Neal smiled suddenly: "You are not afraid that I promised, and then put you on the bench and won't let you play for ninety minutes, hero?"

"Ah, boss. You are a good person, I believe you wouldn't do this, would you?"

Chen Yingxiong quickly "flattered."

He's really afraid that O'Neal will put him on the bench...he is going to score consecutive goals!

O'Neal shook his head and smiled: "I hope you can score goals without being distracted by things off the court."

"Sometimes I really can't help... I see those people, they look down on me, look down on our team, they point fingers at us, I can't help... Boss. I really want to smoke them s face."

"Isn't it better to draw with goals?"

"Doesn't the use of goals and language double the attack power?"

Martin O'Neill was speechless.

It took a long time before he said: "I will not accept your bet, hero. No matter how many goals you score in the game, I will not allow you to fight on behalf of the team."

No agreement, Chen Yingxiong was a little frustrated and disappointed...

But at this moment, there was a sudden "ding" in his mind, and then he remembered a female voice: "You have a new mission."

Then an exclamation point appeared in the upper right corner of his vision.

Chen Yingxiong was surprised, how could there be a task?

But in front of O'Neal is not when watching the task, he is standing so stupidly, it is estimated that O'Neal will be regarded as insane.

So he chose to leave.

After O'Neill saw that he had rejected his request, he did not show any dissatisfaction. Also relieved.

After sending Chen Yingxiong away, he was still a little happy-he was not always at a disadvantage in the "clash" with Chen Yingxiong, and he could refuse his very Liverpool requests without any leeway!

But... is it really outrageous?

The next second, such a thought came to his mind, and he hesitated.

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