Qin Xi turned on the TV.

London television is airing an interview.

A Chinese man faces a screen.

Qin Xi would not forget that big face.

That was the drunken man who clashed with himself in the first class of the plane.

Jack King.

Jack King in the camera looks like his face is bigger again.

He is confessing how he used technology to frame Chelsea player Qin Xi.

"What the hell is going on here?" Qin Xi never hung up the phone.

"Brother Qin Xi, I don't know, this news was told to me by Carol."

"I can't understand why this guy suddenly changed his mind."

"It doesn't matter, you quickly look at the social platforms."

Qin Xi went straight to the study and logged in to his account with his computer.

For a time, Jack Wang's video soon appeared in the first place in the hot search on social media.

Qin Xi slowly opened the comment area, and the water army that originally abused him disappeared.

On the contrary, many netizens are supporting Qin Xi.

Qin Xi noticed that many players in the club had forwarded the video and returned to himself.

.......

In the afternoon, Qin Xi came to the Komba base.

The crowd of demonstrators around the training base has dispersed.

The spray paint and banners on the walls also disappeared without a trace.

When the teammates saw Qin Xi, they all greeted him warmly.

Qin Xi wanted to say something to Tuchel, who was standing in front of the team bus.

Tuchel seemed to realize what Qin Xi meant.

"Well, don't say anything, it's all gone."

"Thank you, Coach." Qin Xi quickly bowed.

He believes Tuchel must have contacted the PR team to help him out of his predicament.

"You shouldn't thank me, it's not my credit."

"Could it be the Director of them?"

"No, just now, Mr. Cech met with me, and he asked me what was going on with that video in the morning."

Hearing the coach's words, Qin Xi knew that all this seemed to have nothing to do with the club.

"Kid, don't think about it yet, focus on preparing for the game. After thinking about it, I still think you should come off the bench in this game and I believe you need time to get used to it. "

Qin Xi fully respects the coach's arrangement.

He knew he had missed a game and missed too much training.

It's not good for the team to rush on the field like this.

It's also unfair to teammates who sweat on the training ground every day.

......

The team bus, as usual, slowly drove into the street next to Stamford Bridge.

For Qin Xi, today was a special day.

In addition to ending that nightmarish turmoil, today is his first time at Stamford Bridge.

Even while sitting on the bench, he could feel the atmosphere of Stamford Bridge.

It is often said that Stamford Bridge resembles a library.

The fans here are quiet and artistic.

Full of philosophy.

But as soon as he sat on the bench, Qin Xi was infected by the history of this stadium.

It's completely different from when he first arrived at the club and Mr Cech's visit to the stadium.

In this match, the starting midfield partners were Jorginho and Kovacic.

Qin Xi noticed that Ngoro was sitting in the stands behind him in civilian clothes.

"Hey, how are your injuries?"

"I'm okay, I'm older, and there are more injuries."

Qin Xi liked Ngoro very much and appreciated that he always smiled at anyone.

.......

Crystal Palace is also a powerhouse in the City of London.

But compared to Chelsea, it's like the West Sea Athletics and Rangers of the past.

Add to that the team's 4-0 win over Bournemouth a week ago.

In this game, the whole team was very relaxed.

Once the game started, Chelsea launched an onslaught.

After just 10 minutes, the team had 7 effective shots on goal.

However, Crystal Palace's goalkeeper Guaita played well and left Chelsea without a goal.

After a while, the stadium actually burst into applause.

"Hey, man, this is for you."

Gallagher, who was on the bench, said to Qin Xi with a smile.

Qin Xi looked at the big screen of the game, and the director was pointing the camera at him.

13th minute.

The applause lasted 20 seconds.

During this period, the players on both sides also tacitly controlled the ball and did not attack.

Qin Xi understood that this was a gift from the fans to himself.

They are applauding in solidarity with the new Chelsea No.13 signing, who has just been treated unfairly.

Is this the charm of the Premier League?

Qin Xi's heart could not calm down for a long time.

"Don't cry, be careful to be captured by the camera, and the fans will have new memes."

Seeing Qin Xi's tears welling up in his eyes, Gallagher on the side quickly hugged him into his arms.

Tuchel turned his head to look at the lovely disciple on the bench and smiled.

Half an hour later, the referee blew the half-match end whistle.

Chelsea temporarily led their opponents 1-0 thanks to a goal from starting centre-forward Kai Havertz.

Back in the dressing room, everyone was talking about the performance of the first half.

Qin Xi silently stood with his teammates.

He knew that there was no need to mention that anymore, and he didn't have to be particularly grateful to his teammates.

It's so pretentious.

"Coach, I have a bit of an ankle problem, maybe I suffered a minor injury in the fight with the other side Kuyat."

Hearing Kovacic's words, Tuchel frowned.

"West, you go warming up with Zeick."

"Understood!"

Before the halftime was over, Qin Xi and Zeke came to the field.

With the help of Coach Will, they do the preparatory activities.

"Hey! Big! Who are you replaced? Several Chelsea fans sitting on the sidelines shouted at Qin Xi.

Qin Xi turned around and smiled, but did not say anything.

He knows that any trouble with the team cannot be revealed to anyone.

"Hey! Big! Don't you speak English? Several young fans teased wildly.

Coach Will on the side couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene.

"Hey, boy, it seems that you are popular!" Zick covered his mouth and whispered.

.....

As soon as the second half began, Chelsea made a substitution.

No. 13 Qin Xi plays, No. 8 Kovacic comes down.

The first time I set foot on Stamford Bridge was on this special day.

At this time yesterday, Qin Xi was still became... because of those negative news

And now, the fans on the entire side of the stadium are shouting their names.

After coming on the field, Qin Xi's main responsibility is to intercept the possession of Crystal Palace's midfielders.

When there is an opportunity, launch an organizational offensive forward.

Jorginho and Qin Xi partner very tacitly.

The midfield was well organized by both of them.

On the sidelines, Crystal Palace's coach is Vieira, the former champion captain of the Premier League.

This guy is something that all the back-back players are eager to learn.

"Thomas! You can see that your new disciple is very good! Vieira walked up to Tuchel's side and covered her mouth and whispered.

Before Tuchel could get up, a fourth official on the side hurriedly stopped Vieira, who was full of goodwill.

"Mr. Vieira, you have to go back to your area of activity."

The fourth official feared an altercation between two coaches with very different personalities.

It's a Premier League derby and it's always full of gunpowder.

It was the fourth official who misunderstood.

"Thank you, I'm happy with him too." Tuchel didn't cover his mouth, he was smiling, exactly like Ngoro behind him.

"Where did you get this guy?" Seeing this, Vieira also lowered her hand and asked generously.

"You'll have to ask our new boss!"

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