Just after the game yesterday, Joey sent the results of the game to Wen Sheng. Chelsea eliminated dark horse potters Stoke City 2:0, Tottenham drew with Fulham 0:0, Portsmouth 2

:0Birmingham.

According to the rules of the FA Cup, Tottenham and Fulham have to play another day, but the draw will still take place tonight.

Maybe Wen Sheng's reticence yesterday affected the team, or maybe the players are also facing the same troubles and pressures as Wen Sheng. Today on the training ground, everyone was not excited enough.

"What are you doing?!" During the circle training, the quality of several groups was not high, and Wen Sheng couldn't bear it and gathered all the players.

"What on earth are you doing?! How many times did the ball pass under your feet?!"

"Who can tell me why this is?!" Wen Sheng, who was originally in a good mood, was very angry at everyone's state, and his face looked quite ugly.

"Will, tell me, what's going on?!" Wen Sheng called his name.

Zaha looked at the teammates around him in confusion, not daring to say anything. Besides, he really didn't know why everyone seemed to be in bad shape today. He was very motivated.

Seeing Zaha's confused expression, Wen Sheng became furious and finally waved his hand helplessly.

"Start training again!"

Wen Sheng's anger still had a certain effect. The players continued to train harder, but Wen Sheng always felt that he was not excited enough.

At the end of the training, Wen Sheng asked Deli, "What happened to these guys today?!"

"I guess there is too much pressure! Since the FA Cup, these guys have been a little silent in the locker room!" Dery said, touching his chin.

Wen Sheng was stunned, and Deli looked at him, "What are you doing?! Don't think you are the only one who is under great pressure! The whole team is under great pressure. Which one of them has not been asked about the FA Cup by the fans?!"

"Damn it, should we ask a psychiatrist?!" Wen Sheng muttered.

"Psychiatrist?! This isn't the case!"

"Sean, you are the captain. You should communicate well with everyone! We are a young team. Isn't a young team supposed to be energetic?! Damn it, what does it look like now! Ask them about the quality of their training sessions.

There’s no guarantee, how can it be good on the court?!” If time permits, Wen Sheng doesn’t mind giving everyone a day or two off.

Just like him, the comfort of a lover, the warmth of family, a trip... may make everyone relax.

However, the fact is that he does not have time to take everyone off. From now until May, the team will have double games almost every week, so there is no chance to breathe.

"We must withstand the critical moment! Where has the courage in the past gone?!" Wen Sheng just abandoned Delhi and left.

Looking at Wen Sheng's back, Deli could only shake his head helplessly. He also knew that the more critical the moment, the less likely everyone is to lose control. However, communication may not necessarily be effective. The team is composed of more than 20 players, and everyone has different abilities to cope with pressure.

There are different.

Some people don't feel the pressure at all, while others are already thinking wildly.

In the evening, Wen Sheng and Joey hid in the training base and watched the lottery ceremony. Unfortunately, Crystal Palace was drawn by Chelsea, the current top team in the Premier League.

Ranking at the top of the list says everything. At least Chelsea is one of the strongest teams in English football, and perhaps they may also be among the top five in world football.

"Oh, Fuck!" Joey couldn't help but sigh.

"Actually, I think this lottery is excellent!" Wen Sheng said.

"Watfak?! Is this a good sign?! ​​Are you crazy!"

"I'm not crazy! I just look at the semi-final showdown from a strategic and psychological point of view!"

"I want to hear your opinion!" an expression appeared on Joey's face without any suspense.

Wen Sheng looked like you were an idiot, "Let me ask you, do you feel more uncomfortable after being eliminated in the semi-finals, or after being eliminated in the finals?!"

"There's no doubt that it would be even more painful for me if we lost the finals!" Joey answered without hesitation.

"Bingo!" Wen Sheng snapped his fingers easily, "Isn't this the end?! If we are destined to lose, why not lose in the semifinals?! The psychological impact on the team will be much smaller! Come on earlier!

Ending the FA Cup will also be good for us to concentrate on competing for the play-off qualifications!"

Joey rubbed his head and felt that this statement was correct.

"If we win the semi-finals and the opponent is Chelsea, tell me, what benefit will this have to our team?!"

"We will be more confident going into the final. Tottenham Hotspur and Fulham are much worse than Chelsea. No matter who they are, we will not be afraid!" Joey still has this judgment.

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"But if we win the semi-finals, our players may be more distracted by the FA Cup. The impact may not be all positive. It may make us unable to compete for the play-off spots!" Joey added.

"Haha, everything has two sides. You have considered it well, but what do our coaching staff do for a living? Just try to fool around and weaken the negative impact!" Wen Sheng laughed, and suddenly he seemed to have thought of something funny.

It got louder and I couldn't stand up straight.

"Danny! Danny!" Joey looked confused. What is so funny?!

"Are you...are you okay?" Joey had no idea what his cousin was cramping for.

"I...I...I'm fine! Qiao! Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with me. I'm fine!" Wen Sheng wiped his tears and stopped laughing.

"What's so funny?! It seems like nothing happened just now!"

"Nothing, nothing!" Wen Sheng waved his hand, but staring at the serious Joey, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

He won't say that everything just happened was a lie!

When Chelsea was drawn, Wen Sheng also scolded Watfak in his heart.

But after hearing Joey's scolding, Wen Sheng felt that he couldn't show stage fright first, even in front of Joey, so he thought of a reason to fool Joey.

As a result, he accidentally cheated and deceived, and Wen Sheng discovered that he was right, yes, it would be better to meet Chelsea in the semi-finals. Losing or winning is a good result!

If you lose, you will worry about it. You can concentrate on the league. If you win, it will be even better. If you go to Wembley with the courage to defeat Chelsea, who am I afraid of?!

Isn’t this part of a deception that even fooled me into it? It’s even worse than Uncle Benshan’s deception?!

Thinking of this, Wen Sheng couldn't help but laugh.

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At the press conference against Bristol the next day, reporters were very concerned about the fact that Crystal Palace was unfortunately drawn against Chelsea, the Premier League leader, in the FA Cup.

"Wen, the FA Cup draw results came out yesterday, and your team was drawn against Chelsea! Many people think this is a huge adjustment for your team, and some even think that as a British Championship team

Your FA Cup journey ends here! I would like to ask you what you think about the draw to Chelsea. Are you satisfied with the result?!"

After the draw, no one in the Crystal Palace team felt optimistic, let alone the outside world. Although the fans roared fiercely against Reading, when they calmed down after the draw, they knew that meeting Chelsea would be a dead end.

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Crystal Palace's difficulties are concrete and realistic. Everyone knows that this young team has actually been challenging the limits, but they are human beings, and the limits are always limited, and Chelsea is the best opponent to end their extreme challenge.

Needless to say, critics predicted that it would be difficult for the young Crystal Palace to challenge Chelsea, which had the upper hand in every aspect.

"I'm very satisfied with the draw results! I'm very much looking forward to the showdown with Chelsea!" Wen Sheng replied with a smile.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

"Wen, is your answer sincere?" The reporter from the "Daily Mail" didn't even raise his hand and stood up to ask.

"I really think so!" Wen Sheng still smiled.
Chapter completed!