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Chapter 437 Blanco is leaving get out of class?



Chapter 437 Blanco is leaving get out of class?

Chapter 437 Blanco is leaving get out of class?

"Forget it!"

Le Kai rolled his eyes angrily.

This guy is definitely hypocritical!

I am still worrying about the gains and losses when I get a good lottery.

Wilshere said solemnly: "Don't you think? We went too well."

"It's great! It's best to win the Champions League all the way! This is the best."

Wilshere froze for a moment.

Yes!

How good it was.

What a great opportunity to win the Champions League all the way and meet weak teams to preserve their strength.

but.

Snapped! ! !

Lucky patted Wilshere's back hard.

Wilshere jumped up in pain.

"What are you doing?"

Le Kai pointed to the door and said, "It's time to go, don't think too much."

The Arsenal team took the bus back to London.

But they don't have a long rest time. After entering the second half of the schedule, the game interval will become very short.

For example, three days later, they will go to Paris to play the second round of the Champions League quarter-finals.

As long as this game is won, Arsenal will reach the semi-finals of the Champions League for two consecutive times.

Of course, compared to the last time, they are more prepared this time.

On April 4, Arsenal had a two-day rest in London, and the whole team set off for Paris.

From the moment the Arsenal bus drove out of the training base, fans and broadcast vehicles of major media have been following along the way.

There are long guns and short guns on both sides of the street, and occasionally you can see a helicopter in the sky taking pictures from above.

On the road from London to the airport, there are waves of Arsenal fans standing on both sides, extending so far that you can't see the side at a glance.

Whenever the Arsenal bus passed by, waves of cheers and waves washed over the Arsenal players.

"The atmosphere in the Champions League has started to become lively."

Looking at the lively scene through the window, Wilshere said with emotion.

It was considered normal in the last round, but when entering the second round and going to the semi-finals soon, this sense of atmosphere and urgency came up immediately.

The other Arsenal players nodded solemnly.

Last season, it was also the first time for them to feel this kind of atmosphere, and the passion that hit the soul made them unforgettable for a long time.

It's just that they failed to continue in the Champions League.

Lucy also looked out the window.

The football atmosphere in London and Europe is extremely strong.

Whenever it is about to enter the semi-finals of the Champions League, the mainstream topic in Europe revolves around the semi-finals of that session of the Champions League.

All traffic, everything must make way for this football event.

Lucky has experienced the excitement of the Champions League semi-finals, so he looks forward to what it will be like if Arsenal reach the Champions League final.

Thinking of this, Le Kai couldn't help turning his head and asked curiously:

"How did the Arsenal fans celebrate the last time Arsenal reached the Champions League final?"

Hearing this, Wilshere froze for a moment.

At that time, Wilshere was still a youth training player, and the grand occasion of that scene still haunts him to this day.

There was a trace of nostalgia in Wilshere's eyes, as if a light was shining, and he said softly:

"That day, the London sky was dyed red!"

Snapped! !

Lucy slapped directly.

"Let you say something, and it's even sensational."

Wilshere touched the back of his head and said angrily, "I'm serious."

"Then tell me, how did the sky turn red?" Le Kai rolled his eyes and said.

"that is."

Just as Wilshere was about to speak, Wenger stood up and interrupted;

"Okay, everyone, get ready to board the plane, pack your luggage, don't leave anything behind, GOGOGO!!"

Arsenal players dive from the bus.

The two sides were pulled out of a passage hand in hand by the security personnel, and the reporters and fans on both sides were frantically pushing forward.

In this regard, the Arsenal players stared ahead without any intention of responding. They went straight to the security check entrance and waited in line one by one for the security check.

巴黎时间,2015年4月22号,13点29分。

A plane carrying the entire Arsenal team landed and took a bus to the direction of the hotel.

At the same time, Blanco, the head coach of Paris Saint-Germain, was forced to hold a press conference.

Due to the poor performance of Paris Saint-Germain in the last round, Blanco encountered double doubts from the club and fans, and even the media and public opinion began to attack him.

At this time, Blanco obviously couldn't stay out of it.

Before the situation continued to deteriorate, he chose to stand up.

Facing the long guns and short cannons ahead, frantic flashing flashes and expectant faces.

Blanco's face was indifferent, and he said in a cold tone; "Yes! You have achieved your goal. I know exactly what you want to hear from me."

"There are people who want to put me in this role and fuck off, I know exactly what you all want to do."

Faced with Blanco's slightly resentful tone, the expectations of the reporters became even higher.

One by one, the reporters began to squeeze forward frantically.

"Who are some of the people you speak of? Nasser, President of Paris?"

"Are you bashing the top Parisians?"

"Do you think the reason for the loss, does the Paris high-level also need to admit responsibility?"

Facing the excited questions from the reporters, Blanco turned his head to look at the press officer, and found that the other party wiped his lips towards him.

Blanco's face became even uglier.

This guy is telling him to shut up!

Blanc took a deep breath and said slowly; "The responsibility for losing is always on the head coach and the players. My problem is also very big, so no matter what the result of this game is, I will give the fans a satisfactory answer."

'Satisfactory reply'!

The reporters were boiling again.

Parisian fans are now chanting 'Blanco!get out of class is over! '

So, is this really about to end get out of class?

However, Blanco was no longer being interviewed, and the press officer stopped the interview directly, as if the interview was just for a statement.

"Is it enough?"

Backstage, Blanco looked at the press officer with a livid face and said.

The press officer looked at Blanco and sighed, "Dude, our relationship shouldn't be so tense."

"You guys started it first!"

Blanco suppressed the strong anger in his tone, and said; "You want me to admit my incompetence, and then let me take all the responsibility and get out. I will satisfy you, I will get out, but I will never admit my incompetence! "

Having said that, Blanco pointed at the press officer and yelled: "You never gave me real trust! You didn't even give me the right to transfer, and none of the players I wanted were bought."

The press officer narrowed his eyes and closed his mouth several times, but made no sound.

But Blanco still saw that the other party was swearing.

However, just as Blanco was about to explode, the press officer had already walked out of the backstage and walked towards the crowd.

He didn't dare to attack again.

But his expression was still full of incomparable anger.

Because, he heard the last words of the press officer.

"Idiot! Do you want to be your own Ferguson or Wenger? You want to be the team's 'manager'."

Blanco was angry and angry, but in the end it could only be turned into a sigh.

"We kicked Blanco out of class?"

In the cafeteria of the hotel, Sanchez screamed strangely, and his voice attracted everyone's attention.

But soon, a bigger roar sounded.

"Be quiet when eating, and chat after eating!!"

Le Kai roared, and everyone immediately lowered their heads to cook.

Sanchez also sat down obediently and began to eat.

But the speed of this guy's eating has obviously accelerated, and it is obviously like continuing to know the inside story.

On the other side of the coach's bench, Wenger sat at the coach's exclusive table to eat with a relaxed expression.

He ate the steak slowly, chewing each bite for a long time, as if savoring it carefully.

"French restaurants in the UK are terrible. I can't even eat a real steak, so every time I go back to France, I have to taste it."

Wenger stuffed another piece of beef, then turned his head to look at the player, the corners of his mouth curled up inadvertently.

Patrice's eating was a little more rude.

If possible, he wished to throw away the knife and fork in his hand and just pick it up and eat it.

But in this way, Wenger will definitely dislike him for not being elegant.

"Branko is really going to dismiss get out of class?"

Patrice bit the steak and said.

Wenger shrugged; "Who knows, but"

After a pause, Wenger continued; "He was already an over-coach. In this respect, he sits very well, but it still can't make Paris Saint-Germain look at him differently."

"They want to lead Paris to make history!"

"But it's not a top-down thing, it's a bottom-up thing, they didn't give enough trust to the manager, and they didn't take the youth training seriously."

After Wenger accepted Arsenal, it took more than ten years to bring Arsenal to the level of unbeaten in 49 rounds.

Paris is in such a hurry!

Wenger said with a smile; "But some laymen think that if you have money, you can win the championship!"

Patrice couldn't help laughing out loud.

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