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"Ah~~~ What a pity! Arsenal failed to win this game. Dortmund defeated Arsenal with a score of 2:1 at their home court. The two teams currently have the same points. Arsenal is ahead by a goal difference. For the time being, Ranked No. 1 in the group Google Search Read."

With the commentator's words, the fourth round of the Champions League group stage came to an end.

Klopp led his Borussia Dortmund to beat Arsenal at home.

Throughout the entire game, Arsenal's performance in the midfield and frontcourt was very good, but the defense was a little stretched.

Gibbs and Koscielny made frequent mistakes, causing Dortmund's offense to be like no one's land. Even if Lucky tried hard to block it, he still couldn't save Arsenal's defense.

In the stadium, Dortmund fans cheered and sang.

Lucky put his hands on his hips and looked helplessly at Koscielny and the others. He didn't know what happened to these two people.

The whole game was sleepwalking.

The first two games were in good shape, but suddenly something went wrong.

Things like state are unpredictable, and sometimes this situation will suddenly appear. Lucky has no way to do it. He can only hope that Koscielny and Gibbs can adjust quickly.

No matter what, they ushered in their first defeat in the Champions League group stage!

This also resulted in Arsenal and Dortmund having the same points.

Lucky was about to turn around and return to the locker room when he suddenly felt someone pat him on his back.

He turned his head and looked over and saw Royce smiling, picking up the jersey and shaking it.

‘Change the jersey? ’

Lucky also smiled back.

The two took off their jerseys and exchanged them.

Lucky: "You guys played well."

Royce responded in broken English: "You've caused us a lot of trouble."

Lucky hung the jersey on his shoulders and shrugged; "But we still lost!"

Royce smiled and said: "Are you interested in coming to Dortmund to play football?"

Royce has great senses for Lucky, and even though the two are rivals, the game is over now.

In addition to the competition, he felt that he and Lucai could become very good friends.

Lucky smiled and said: "It is also a good choice for you to come to Arsenal."

Hearing this, the two smiled again, clenched their fists, and touched lightly.

"Come on for the knockout!"

"You too!"

After saying that, the two of them went back to the locker room separately.

The mood of the players in the Arsenal dressing room is low and losing is always sad.

Lucky noticed that Koscielny and Gibbs were not in the locker room, and thought they had been called out by Wenger to talk.

After a while, Wenger walked in, followed by Koscielny and Gibbs with a wry smile.

Obviously, this is education!

Wenger clapped his hands and said: "Okay! Boys, we won't stay in Germany for too long. We will go back to London directly in the evening. You should prepare!"

Everyone nodded and silently began to pack their luggage.

After losing, I lost all interest.

It was already 10 o'clock when we returned to the training base. On the first day, Wenger said nothing and let the players leave to rest.

After all, their bodies are in a state of exhaustion after playing the game.

The next day, after the morning training, the entire Arsenal team spent the entire afternoon in the tactical room.

Under the leadership of Wenger, they looked back at the fourth round of the Champions League group stage.

Wenger explained almost frame by frame, which points were handled well and which points were handled poorly.

The problem arises there!

Why did you lose and so on?

He explained all this thoroughly.

The Arsenal players also listened extremely carefully.

They analyzed the reasons for the loss and existing problems in detail. Every player expressed his own opinions and problems in the game.

These are things Arsenal need to address.

The entire meeting lasted for a full 4 hours. When they walked out, the sky had begun to turn red and night was about to fall.

Arsenal's players began to leave in vehicles one after another.

Lucky did not leave the training base, but chose to stay and continue training.

Lucky walked to the equipment room and pushed the door hard.

Not moving at all.

Lucky grinned slightly, it was locked again.

But this couldn't trouble Lucai, he took the ball himself.

He ran to the locker room, took out the football stored in the locker, and returned to the training ground.

As night falls, the training ground becomes dark.

Lucky bounced the ball up and down to ensure his feel of the ball.

After a while, the entire venue lit up instantly.

Lucky narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

"I knew it!"

A voice came from the sidelines.

Lucky turned around and saw a figure leaning against the door, staring at Lucky with a smile.

It was none other than Arsenal's equipment manager, Paul Jansen.

Lucky looked a little embarrassed.

Caught again!

Paul Jensen did not drive away Lucky, but walked over and waved to Lucky.

Lucky blinked and kicked the ball over.

Paul Jansen hooked the ball with his left foot, drew a circle around the ball with his right foot, and then began to bounce the ball continuously.

The feel of the ball is quite good.

After about ten strokes, Paul Johnson began to pant.

Obviously this is a very strenuous move for a 52-year-old Paul Jansen.

"Really old!" Paul Jansen passed the ball to Lucky and smiled; "30 years ago, I was also a professional player, but I did not reach the heights of the top league. I played for Colchester United Club, we were in the Third Division of England at the time, and of course they have now reached the Second Division and even the Champions League for a time.”

Lucky nodded slightly. The total number of people participating in football in the British leagues at all levels is extremely large, but only a small number of people can log into the top leagues.

The lives of most professional or semi-professional players are similar to Paul Jansen.

Paul Johnson walked towards Lucky and said, "I have spent 27 years here since I came to work at Arsenal in 1986. There is no doubt that this is my home!"

"In these 27 years, I have welcomed batches of new people and sent away batches of old people!"

"I have seen Bergkamp bring energy to Arsenal, and I have cheered crazily for Henry's goals. Cesc Fabregas is our eternal pain!"

"And that Champions League final!"

Lucky remained silent.

Paul Johnson looked at Lucky and said seriously; "Son, I know you want to grow up quickly, but you also need to know that there are some things that cannot be taken shortcuts. Your training volume is too great!"

"I once objected to Wenger putting too much pressure on you. This is not a good thing. I have seen too many talented young people sink like this."

"If you were an asshole, I wouldn't be here because they are heartless!"

"But you are obviously not like this. Your character is too rigid. You always take the pressure and responsibility on your shoulders and bear it all silently!"

"But kid! You have to understand, you are only 19 years old."

"Don't think too much, don't put too much pressure on yourself. In fact, Arsenal still have many good enough players, Suarez, Cazorla, Theo Walcott, Vermaelen, Arteta, you can also choose To rely on them.”

"Don't always try to be anyone's support, don't put the responsibility on yourself alone, this is self-destruction."

After hearing this, Lucai couldn't help but reveal a wry smile and sat on the ground with his arms propped up.

Paul Jansen also sat next to Lucky.

Lucky sighed; "But we still have many problems now."

Paul Jansen laughed; "You don't think that you alone can fill these problems, do you? That's too arrogant. This is not your concern. Arsenal is far from reaching sufficient strength. They still need a lot." Jigsaw, you can trust Arsène to solve these problems for you."

Lucky couldn't help but smile. He turned around and said, "Are you here to enlighten me?"

"No!" Paul Johnson shook his head and said, "I just want to have a good night's sleep. You got up too early and left too late. Why do you think the door to the locker room is always open?"

Lucky: "I opened the door and went in by myself in the morning."

Paul Johnson yelled in embarrassment: "That's because I can't get up!"

Lucky: ""

Paul Johnson patted his butt and stood up, saying angrily: "Starting tomorrow, don't let me see you too early, or I'll kick your ass!"

Lucky grinned and said, "Six o'clock?"

Paul Johnson glared, and Lucky said weakly;

"Seven o'clock then."

Paul Jensen did not respond and looked at the other party coldly.

Lucky said helplessly, "Eight o'clock! It's the latest! It's only one hour early!"

"Then let's go to eight o'clock!" Paul Johnson nodded and then cursed: "Shit! I have to work an extra hour, who will pay me?"

Forehead

Lucky scratched his cheek and said, "How about you take it from me?"

Paul Jensen turned around and laughed and cursed: "Get out! Go home and go to bed quickly, I'm closing the door! If you're delaying me from getting off work, I'm really going to complain to Arsène!"

Lucky quickly stood up with a smile and ran to the locker room.

Paul Johnson looked at Lucky's back with a smile.

He looked up at the bright sky, with a smile on his lips, and murmured:

"Three generations of gunmen! What kind of surprises will these young people give me? I'm really looking forward to it!"

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