Football: Don’t talk about feelings, I’m just an AI

Seeing that Xia Qi had no intention of slowing down and was still running forward at high speed, Mourinho clenched his fists and stared at him nervously.

However, the expected tragic car accident did not occur. At the moment when Cech was about to knock Xia Qi down, Xia Qi suddenly twisted and flashed behind Cech.

This is too magical!

Mourinho wiped his eyes vigorously, looked up at the big screen, and muttered: "Is this a magical world? Is Xia Qi a magician?"

His assistant George smiled bitterly and said, "Boss, we are now 0:1 behind. Do we need to adjust our tactics?"

If we fall behind in the score and don’t take the initiative, it would be tantamount to surrendering.

Assistant George's words woke Mourinho up. The score of 0:1 was not an insurmountable chasm. Chelsea not only had the opportunity to equalize the score, but also had the possibility of turning defeat into victory.

At this time, the most important thing is to keep your footing and not let Xia Qi's magical goal destroy your fighting spirit.

Thinking of this, Mourinho rushed to the sidelines, gestured and shouted captain Terry's name loudly.

Signal him to comfort and warn the players: Don't be anxious, continue to implement the defensive counterattack tactics.

Mourinho returned to coach Chelsea for the second time. After more than half a season of careful management, the team's iron blood has been restored to almost the same level.
There have been many reversals in the Premier League and the Champions League.

The players' morale was dampened by Xia Qi's three consecutive defeats and the magical goal, but with the encouragement and comfort from Terry and Mourinho, they quickly licked their wounds and fought again.

Reversing the defeat against Arsenal is everyone's common desire.

However, football games are about both sides.

The Arsenal players were inspired by Xia Qi's one-on-three performance and the goal he scored that they could brag about for the rest of their lives. Their fighting spirit was high and their fighting spirit was bursting.

If this were a game, clicking on each member of Arsenal would reveal that each of them was at full health.

After the game restarts,

Chelsea were not in a hurry to attack after kicking off.

Arsenal, who were leading in the score, were unwilling to waste time. Seeing Chelsea shrinking back, they took the initiative to attack as if they could run endlessly.

Facing Arsenal's fierce high-pressure defense, Chelsea had difficulty passing the ball and could only pass the ball back layer by layer.
Arsenal were closing in at the same time.

Soon, the ball was passed to the center back Luis, who was facing Balotelli approaching him.

Luis originally wanted to kick the ball to goalkeeper Cech, but changed his mind the moment he kicked the ball.

He was worried that Balotelli would not give up rushing towards the goalkeeper, so he shook his ankle and passed the ball forward, intending to pass it to Ramirez.

Seeing him passing the ball to Cech, Ramirez did not intend to receive the ball and started to prepare to switch positions with Mikel.
As a result, the football was passed.

And next to Ramirez is Arsenal's De Bruyne.

The danger happened inadvertently.

"Chance!"

"Louis made a huge mistake!"

"Ding Ding intercepts the football!"

After stealing the ball, De Bruyne took a look at the frontcourt and made a long pass.

The football flew to the top of the penalty area.

This should have been Balotelli's area, but he ran towards the goalkeeper, so a gap appeared here.

De Bruyne firmly believes that Xia Qi on Balotelli's wing will understand his intentions in seconds.

And indeed it is.

"Ding Dong, the [Telepathy] attribute has been triggered."

The voice in his mind had not yet faded away, but Xia Qi had already rushed towards the gap like lightning.

Mourinho's defense was really strong. The moment De Bruyne made the pass, Terry rushed over like a tiger.

It’s just that Xia Qi is faster, and he gets in the best position, waiting for the ball to fall.

Terry was unwilling to give up, so he stuck close to Xia Qi, trying to squeeze him out. However, the "fat ass magic" that worked against others had no effect on Xia Qi.

Xia Qi almost ignored Terry's harassment. After stopping the ball with his chest, he dribbled the ball, then turned his body to the right and did a Marseille turn, just behind Terry.

"Pretty!"

"Stop the ball, dribble past the defense, all in one go!"

"Oh, that's a great backup!"

Lampard, who was assigned to mark Xia Qi throughout the game, lost his focus for a moment when Xia Qi rushed towards the open space, and let Xia Qi slip away.

At this moment, he rushed over and stood in front of Xia Qi, blocking the gap for Terry.

This was undoubtedly a beautiful defensive backup!

The AI, which was looking for the best opportunity, did not let Xia Qi continue to break through, but passed the ball to Cazorla who came to receive it.

After Xia Qi passed the ball, he continued to run forward, apparently wanting to play a wall pass with Cazorla.

Mourinho's defense would not be easily penetrated. Azpilicueta rushed towards Xia Qi who was advancing like a hungry wolf.

Lampard and Terry pounced on Cazorla.

"Chelsea's defense was well-organized and well-structured, but Xia Qi still failed to break through them..."

Cazorla was double-teamed and unable to pass the ball forward, so he had to pass it backwards.

De Bruyne behind him did not press the pause button on the attack, but kept the ball and pushed it forward.

The football stuck to the grass, passed through Cazorla, Terry, Lampard, and rolled towards Xia Qi.

"Xia Qi received the ball just at the edge of the penalty area."

Xia Qi was facing the goal sideways, and Azpilicueta, who had returned to defense, was standing in front of him.

At this time, a forced shot could have been taken, but AI did not gamble on luck. With a flick of his ankle, he passed the ball to Balotelli who came in diagonally to receive the ball.

Balotelli did not stop the ball, but passed it horizontally.

In that position, Walcott raised his long legs, as if he was ready to draw his bow and shoot an arrow.

Terry had to rush towards Walcott, ready to use his body to block Walcott's shot.

However, after stopping the ball, Walcott did not shoot. Instead, he turned around and passed the ball back to De Bruyne.

This cooperation is unexpected!
This is no different from "putting on a condom but wearing trousers". Terry was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Chelsea's defense line, which had been functioning normally, also came to a halt.

Like Terry, Walcott's move was like a mouthful of phlegm blocking their throats.

De Bruyne took the opportunity to receive the ball, pull the ball, and dribble past Lampard in a series of quick moves and rushed into the penalty area.

De Bruyne caught a glimpse of Luis's tackle and gently moved the ball with the inside of his foot to avoid Luis's tackle.

"Single sword!"

Arsenal fans were excited again. This was a great opportunity. If they could seize it, the FA Cup would be almost in their hands.

Seeing De Bruyne's single-handed shot at the goalkeeper, Chelsea's defense was in chaos.

Ivanovic gave up defending Balotelli and rushed towards De Bruyne.

Azpilicueta gave up defending Xia Qi and rushed towards De Bruyne.

Terry gave up defending Walcott and rushed towards De Bruyne.

Almost at the same time, Xia Qi and Walcott crossed positions. Walcott rushed to the goal and pulled to the side for De Bruyne to share the defensive pressure.

Xia Qi, who had better footwork, was at the back point, ready to provide support.

Lampard chased after De Bruyne, but it was meaningless for him to chase after De Bruyne.
Lampard hesitated for a few tenths of a second between the unguarded Walcott and Xia Qi, then gave up on Xia Qi who was far away from the goal and chose Walcott who was closer to the goal.

There are so many descriptions, but in fact all of this happens in a flash. The players' offense and defense do not rely on their brains, but entirely on their experience.

De Bruyne was in a one-on-one situation and made a shot. Ivanovic instantly exerted force with his legs, threw himself out, and blocked the shot with his back.

However, the expected pain from the football hitting my back did not come.

De Bruyne did not shoot, but instead kicked the ball with his heel and passed it behind him.

This was a pass from a "God's perspective", behind him, Xia Qi was unguarded.

Arsenal's most lethal player was left unguarded.

The Chelsea players felt as if the word "stupid" was written on their foreheads! At least that's how the Arsenal players looked at them!

At the back post of De Bruyne, Xia Qi stepped on the penalty area line and swung his long legs like Walcott before.

It looks like he is bending his bow and shooting an arrow.

But everyone knows that this time it’s for real!
The football turned into a streak of white light and rushed towards the goal...

Cech stared at Xia Qi's ankle like a predator, and made a prediction based on Xia Qi's shooting action.

Immediately the roc spread its wings and flew out.

However, the imagined "heavy artillery" did not come roaring in!

The moment Xia Qi's right foot touched the football, he pulled his right foot back slightly, like pulling back a fist, and then, amid exclamations, he thrust it forward with his toes poking suddenly.
Change the pull-lever shot to a deft poke shot!
In the air, Cech, who could see clearly, couldn't help but swear. At this time, the penalty area was densely packed with people, but he actually tried to shoot on the ground. How big is this guy's heart!

"Xia Qi! I'll fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations..."

The football that Xia Qi poked out stuck to the grass and quickly rushed towards the goal, like a little mouse running around in the crowd.

In the penalty area, Arsenal players scattered and made way for the ball.
Chelsea players did the opposite, everyone stretched out their legs to block.

Of course, I definitely didn't touch the football.

This seemingly "irrational" shot actually has an AI calculation basis, and is not a magical shot that is made by luck.

The crowd was unable to stop the football, so they could only turn their heads to look at Cech, placing their last hope on him.

But Cech jumped in the wrong direction, how could he turn the tide? ? ?

There is no miracle,

with no doubt!

The football goes into the net, creating waves!
"Xia Qi!" (off-tune)

Seeing De Bruyne's very sexy heel pass, Zhan Jun's voice turned into a duck-like voice.

"Open...cough, cough...door"

Except for Xia Qi, everyone thought he would pull the lever and shoot, but Xia Qi ended up with a "jaw-dropping" low shot.

"The ball is in!"

Arsenal fans suddenly jumped up and cheered like a thunderous roar.

Zhan Jun screamed in the live broadcast room: "The ball goes in! It's a low shot! The ball evaded everyone perfectly like an elf and went into the net along the left post."

His partner, Mr. Zhang Lu, also praised the goal.

"This goal was extremely beautiful, no worse than Xia Qi's first goal. It was the result of teamwork.

The whole team passed the ball patiently and coordinated brilliantly, which made the best shooter in the team miss the defense of the opponent and created shooting opportunities.

Xia Qi, who executed the final blow, showed his superb skills, and tricked all the Chelsea defenders with a sudden low kick..."

online,
[I owe Xia Qi an apology. When he shot low, I called him a lunatic.]

[Bullshit! What are you bragging about? This is just a magical ball. ]

[Xia Qi was in a state of being unguarded, so he would definitely choose the one he thought was the most reliable. If that was the case, the low shot would not be a magical shot that could bet on one's luck.]

[That's right, Xia Qi must have seen the route to the goal. With his skills, it's not like he can't shoot in the air.]

[No matter what you think, I think I was superficial and I owe Xia Qi an apology.]

【me too!】

[Same +1…]

【...】

【So we can’t use our hobbies to challenge other people’s careers. 】

【Xia Qi is serious about shooting...】

After scoring the goal, Xia Qi did not celebrate, but walked back slowly with a cold face.

His teammates ran over one by one and hung on him.

"Brilliant!"

"A double goal!"

"Damn it, seeing you don't care at all, I really want to beat you up, but I'm also a bitch. I like the way you pretend to be calm after scoring a goal. Tell me, how do you do it?"

On the other side of the field, Chelsea players were numb. They began to doubt Mourinho's tactics, their own defense, and their own IQ...

Confused, frustrated...that's how they feel at this moment.

Off the field, Wenger and Pat Rice high-fived to celebrate.

If Arsenal can win the title tonight, there will be no more “Mukwin” in the world.

This is Wenger's heart knot. His eyes are fanatical and excited. He believes that he will be able to transform into a butterfly after breaking out of the cocoon, and his coaching ability will be able to reach a higher level.

When Mourinho lost the ball, he waved his arms angrily and cursed.

He could accept that his team was two goals behind, but he could not accept that Xia Qi was left alone... Lampard was the one who was hurt the most.
Afterwards, Mourinho quickly forced himself to calm down and paced back and forth on the sidelines, thinking about how to turn defeat into victory in the second half.

Mourinho had no hope for the first half. The players on the field had lost all fighting spirit. They were lucky enough not to concede any more goals. As for scoring a goal, Mourinho didn't dare to imagine it.

In the first half of the game, in the remaining ten minutes, Mourinho asked the whole team to defend with all their strength to maintain the score of 0:2 and prevent the situation from deteriorating further.

After the referee blew the whistle to end the first half, Mourinho picked up his notebook, held his head high and quickly walked into the player tunnel.

But as soon as he entered the passage, his confidence collapsed like a deflated balloon.

Mourinho rubbed his eyebrows in pain. He knew that it was all his fault that they fell behind by two goals.

Before the game, my preparation was not as thorough as Wenger's.

Arsenal's second goal fully demonstrated Wenger's preparation, especially the cross-running of Xia Qi and Walcott, which was obviously a tactic designed by Wenger to target Mourinho's defense.

Lampard was caught off guard and was tricked. Was it his fault?
Do not!
It's my own fault!

I was careless and thought I had Wenger in my hands, but I didn't know that he had grown up and was no longer the ruler of Shu without any generals.

On the way back to the locker room, Mourinho punched himself hard for being arrogant.
Correct any mistakes. There are still 45 minutes left. After I finish making the chicken soup, I will rebuild the country! (End of this chapter)