"Am I a sexist?" said the Portuguese on TV, smirking twice and gesturing his head, "you can ask my daughter, my wife, or even Christine herself, I don't think even she thinks so." There was no malice in that 'sweetheart', and I called it because I was close to her. If she minds, I won't call a second time. As you may have forgotten, we had a drink at Old Trafford a few months ago. If I'm a sexist, as you say, why would Christine be my friend? But I do think it's ridiculous that she's questioning my team's way of playing. If the rules say that you can't play a certain style of football, will everybody be happy? and I think I'm the one who is more unhappy with the outcome of this game, because we have more chances than each other. But I didn't rush to the opposing dugout to question the way the opposing coach played. I understand that Amber's departure must have made her and everyone on their team feel bad, but they let the talent go themselves. If Amber was on my team, I would never let him go. He is the native flag and should remain in England. ”

Lu Ling was surprised that he had listened to such a long passage from Jose.

This interview was not given after the Sky Sports game or at the post-match press conference, but was from the BBC's ace football show, Motd2 (MatchofTheDay's Sunday edition). Of course, José said something similar when faced with questions from reporters in Sky Sports' post-match interview and press conference.

After walking into the players' tunnel, Lu Ling immediately regained her senses, in fact, she did not completely lose her mind, she deliberately went over to argue with the Portuguese. It's not the first time his team has used this against her team, and if it happens next time, she doesn't mind letting her players fight harder.

It's just that being called "sweetheart" and causing a brief mess is something she didn't expect.

Later, when she was repeatedly asked this question in interviews, she responded like this:

"That's not an unseemly word, of course, but will he call Pep or Nick Sweetheart? If he doesn't mind, I'll call him that next time." I didn't say he was a sexist, but I'll be clear here, I don't like to be called that. Also, we play football, not rugby, not boxing, so I just wanted to say that to the Manchester United manager, isn't that okay?"

In the dressing room after the game, the players talked a lot about it, and even diluted the oppressive atmosphere of 0:0 for three consecutive games. They seem to feel that the manager is behaving in a very different way, and they are very angry that she is being implicitly sexually discriminated. Lu Ling had mixed feelings in the face of the players' reactions after the game.

But perhaps it is a tendency to move in a positive direction. At least, that's what Tim thought.

She received a call from Nathan Neal after attending the post-match press conference and went to the stadium box for a drink with the club's owner and her agent.

Nathan Neal already knew what happened on the sidelines after the game, and he was somewhat unhappy, and there had been no discussion about the female identity of the head coach for a long time. However, as soon as there is a slight problem with the grades, this voice will rise. It's hard to say whether the Portuguese did it on purpose.

"He was the first coach to give me high praise and even if he had bad motives, I was willing to forgive him this time. Only this time. Speaking of which, I gave you a chance, and don't forget what you said when you first met me. At that time, Lu Ling took a sip of champagne and said these words.

Nathan Neal then remembered the scene of their first meeting. He sighed innocently, "I'm purely a man's admiration for a woman." ”

"Oh yes, boss, you mean I still have to thank you?" she scoffed.

The American looked embarrassed, and Steve smiled slyly.

'Well, okay, although the team still hasn't broken the goal drought, I want to get a point against Manchester United, it's not bad. I'll tweet my support for you. ”

"Thank you. She raised her glass, "It's not sarcasm this time, but I think you can hear it." ”

****

How could anyone not love the city of Barcelona?

There's everything here.

Apart from...... Tina.

Patrick leaned against the balcony and took a sip of tea. The aroma of tea mixed with milk, and the smell made him return to London for a second. It's always raining there. That's why Londoners love sunny days. He lived there for twenty years, and in that city, there was the girl he loved the most.

She still didn't reply to his call, he thought, she was still angry.

He watched the afternoon game and saw the brief clash on the sidelines after the game, and he knew what was going on. Both Ian and Zixiang called him. They were angry on the phone, threatening that the next time they met Jose Mourinho's side, they would look good with the famous Manchester side.

It seems that the west London side are getting used to not being there.

That's a good thing. That's exactly what he wanted.

This is where he started a new life and, more importantly, where he found his form.

He wondered how he did it.

But everything takes for granted.

When Messi touches the ball to him, he can feel it, it's a sensory thing that football technology has translated, and in his head, the touch is as soft as velvet.

When Neymar made a succession of cycles, he knew exactly what the Brazilian was going to do next – just as the ball was at his own feet.

There is a tacit understanding that it does belong to a very small group of people.

A little windy, and Patrick walked back to the bedroom.

He picked up his phone and wanted to call her.

****

"I didn't expect it to be you at such a late hour. Lu Ling half-clipped his phone and opened the refrigerator door.

"And who are you expecting?" asked the male voice on the phone.

Her hand to get the milk paused for a moment, and she quickly shook her head, and she immediately realized that he couldn't see it again, and then she said, "Is there something wrong, Nick?"

"You're expecting to call from Spain?"

She took out the milk and closed the door to the refrigerator, but was extremely uncomfortable with the question. So she exclaimed, "If you already know the answer, don't ask." Also, if you're calling me to remind me you're three points ahead......"

Her voice was so sharp that it was like a sharp blade.

The male voice quickly interrupted her: "I'm not the one to call you sweetheart, don't lose your temper with me." Also, if you don't want to hear me, you can just hang up, or simply don't answer. ”

She froze and turned the lid of the milk bottle.

"Sorry, Nick, I didn't mean that. She heard her voice softened.

He didn't say anything over there.

"Seriously, it's been a long time since anyone has called me that in public. I thought I had made it past that stage. She added.

“…… José is cunning. His voice was still not cheerful.

"I know. What he said in MoTD meant several things. I'm going to forget about it, though. ”

"He's angry that you let Patrick go to a team he hates, not to mention that Manchester United wanted Patrick in the first place. ”

'There's no way I'm going to put Pat in the Premier League. ”

"It was a wise decision. However, you just let me know, and it's not necessarily true. ”

Lu Ling took a big sip of milk into the bottle, and she forgot that she was going to warm it up before drinking.

"It's not quite appropriate to say hate. There's a fine line between love and hate. ”

He was silent again. Lu Ling played with the milk bottle cap, ready to hang up the call.

"Sweetheart. He exclaimed.

"Nick, are you trying for me to rush to Liverpool and punch you? You know I almost beat Jose today, if it weren't for Tim pulling me. ”

"Really?"

"What?"

"If I keep calling you that, will you come to Liverpool?"

"That's just ......"

"Sweetheart. He called again, and unlike the first temptation, this time mixed with the intimacy of love.

That's when Patrick's call came in.

She wanted to say Nick, I'm going to have to hang up.

He had already said, "Take it easy, I won't call you that in public." Good night. ”

“…… Good night. ”

****

"If you don't call me, I can only assume that you are still angry with me, but you answered my call, can I assume that you are not angry anymore?"

Lu Ling smiled. Very happy. But it's a little bitter. If Pat's form at Camp Nou last night can be seen at the new Queen's Park just over a week ago, he's still in London.

"It's not a question of being angry or not. You know what we've been going through lately. She said.

"I'm sorry. ”

"You really should. Do you know what Leon said in the locker room today?"

"Patrick pretended everything was okay and left us to play for the big team. ”

"How do you know?"

Zixiang told me. He learned a lot like, I mean Leon's accent. ”

"I'm glad you're still okay. ”

"Me too. ”

At this point, they fell silent. He spoke again, but at the same time.

"Who were you talking to on the phone?" he asked.

"Do you like Barcelona?" she asked.

Patrick laughed and said, "Yes." Whether it's a club or a city. I hope you won't have any misunderstandings about my answer. ”

Lu Ling put the milk in the refrigerator and also replied, "Chat with Nick." ”

He said childishly: "So he ...... as soon as he saw that I had left England"

"Pat, no one is stealing your toys. ”

"You're not my toy. ”

"And what am I?"

"Sweetheart. He said and laughed on the phone.

"Oh that's awesome, everybody loves it, doesn't it?"

Patrick stopped smiling, and he walked to the balcony and told her, "I can see the stars, and I wish you were here." ”

Lu Ling also walked to the window, "It's raining outside, but you got rid of this." 166 Reading Network