Nicholas stared at the news on the screen for a long time.

It's just that Patrick Amber was a bad boy, and he thought he might have this problem. How could a handsome, talented young player not get the attention of the media? The problem is that his assistant has also been involved. Doesn't Christine know she's a coach?

It's nine o'clock in the morning, and at this time of year, Christine has already arrived in Harrington and hasn't come today. I guess I had a lot of fun last night, maybe I brought a man home?

As soon as Nicholas picked up his phone, there was finally movement in the office next door.

Lu Ling's headache was terrible. She woke up at eight o'clock in the morning, and she reached Harrington as fast as she could. But it is clear that it is still too late.

The phone on her desk rang, and she put down her bag and didn't answer, and went straight to the head coach's office.

The boss's face was unprecedentedly gloomy. She snorted without smiling, this time she was really late, and there was no excuse.

"Miss Lu, when did you get home last night?" said the Spaniard's tone was not good.

"I don't remember. ”

"Did you sleep well?"

"General. ”

Nicholas asked, and she replied. The atmosphere throughout the office was tense and solemn.

Then the Spaniard touched his chin with his thumb and turned the computer screen on his desk to the assistant.

"Your explanation?"

Lu Ling was startled, and had a sense of foreboding. She glanced at him and asked cautiously, "Bad news?"

Nicholas didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand to let her see for herself.

Lu Ling bent down and saw the news.

"Girlfriend was harassed, Amber got into a fight in a nightclub"

“AmberInvolvedinaBigFightatClubforHisHarassedGirlfriend”

None of the girlfriend's fights are true!

The picture does not have Lu Ling's face, only a silhouette, but those who are familiar with her can recognize it at a glance. However, Pat and Abby's faces were clearly photographed. She chuckled in her heart, and her face became extremely ugly little by little. She had never known The Sun was moving so fast. It's only been seven or eight hours since the incident, and the news has already come out.

Maybe she should rejoice.

It was clear that the whistleblower did not spy on the whole process of the matter, so The Sun was mistaken, and it was not Abby who was harassed, but her. And it seems to be too much to say that it is harassment.

But in any case, if you weren't mistaken, it would be a hundred times uglier than it is now.

She cursed in a low voice and said to herself: "The Sun doesn't want QPR to be at peace, does it?"

"The first day you knew that the tabloids in England liked this kind of news!?" the boss behind the desk raised his voice and said in a stern tone, "I thought you wouldn't be so stupid." Going to a nightclub with the players? Can you do that? Are you getting carried away, Kristen Lu! Do you remember who you are?"

He should be angry.

Every sentence made her chest rise and fall, and every sentence made her lose face.

Lu Ling straightened up and looked at the boss behind the desk, his throat seemed to be blocked.

Many players will occasionally go to nightclubs during the season, as long as they don't get drunk or play until four or five in the morning, which is not really a strict thing. Pat and they have always been very professional. They had their birthdays back-to-back, once a year, so she agreed to the invitation, nothing would go wrong, she thought at the time. Maybe it has something to do with the club's recent good results and her good mood, she is really too relaxed.

Now, here she stands, and it's hard to give a reasonable explanation.

She's not a player and she's long past the age of eighteen/nineteen. She is an assistant coach for the Queens Park Rangers. She should restrain the players on the team, not get carried away and go crazy with them.

It's scary quiet in the office.

I don't know how long it has been. Nicholas looked directly at the landing spirit.

The assistant on the other side closed his lips tightly and said nothing, his beautiful eyes full of chagrin and maybe a hint of stubbornness. She knew she was wrong, she was already angry with herself. Admittedly, she was his assistant, and he would not allow such a thing to happen, but she was also a young girl after all.

“…… Christine. ”

"Mr. Flores......"

"You came home alone last night?"

"Yes. She nodded smugly.

"Christine, I need to punish you. ”

Lu Ling raised his head, he wouldn't fire her. Everyone has a chance to make a mistake, and he won't do that, she told herself in her heart.

Nicholas sensed a fleeting fear in his assistant's eyes.

Lu Ling calmed down and looked at the boss, who actually smiled slightly. This smile made her shudder a little, did he enjoy her reactions?

At last, she heard him say in a soothing tone:

"But it's your birthday, and if I do, it might be a little unkind. ”

She looked at him in amazement.

As if knowing what his assistant was thinking, Nicholas raised his chin, "I have a good memory." Then he paused, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "So, about the punishment...... I'll save it first. ”

Lu Ling was silent, she didn't expect this result.

"Call those three stinky boys to come to Harrington now. With that, the Spaniard lowered his head and went on to work as if nothing had happened.

****

After the attention has increased significantly, the most annoying thing for Patrick is that he can meet people who know him everywhere. Before Christine called him, he already knew that last night's events were in the news. Abby just said.

Patrick put down the phone and told his girlfriend that he had to go to Harrington.

Abby didn't seem to hear it, but asked with a smile, "When did Christine become your 'girlfriend'?"

Oh this thing.

"The Sun has always been stupid, leave them alone. ”

Abby pursed her lips, didn't answer, and got up to get dressed.

The way Pat looked at Christine last night lingered in her mind. She wanted to share her thoughts and ideas, but none of them were reasonable. He probably just thinks he's being vexatious. She glanced at her boyfriend again, and Pat seemed to be on his mind to go to Harrington in a moment.

After putting on her coat and scarf, Abby turned her head and said in a joking tone, "Forgive me, I'm a little jealous of your relationship with Christine, just like Zixiang and them." ”

In fact, she was hoping for some comfort from her boyfriend.

Patrick was slightly stunned and frowned, "It's because of the nightclub...... You think I shouldn't care?"

Abby looked at the boy, he frowned and looked so good, in time, he would become a man who would fascinate more women. She smiled lightly, not knowing whether it was helplessness or self-deprecation, "Forget it, I'm just talking about it casually." I still have lessons, see you later. With that, she bent down and kissed Patrick's face and walked out of the bedroom.

After a while, Patrick heard the door close and knew she was gone.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw the phone on the bed flashing. The boy still had water in his hand, so he shook it casually and picked up the phone.

"Pat, I think it's good for each other that we break up. - Abby Roberts

Patrick froze for a few seconds before dropping it onto the bed. He threw away the towel again, put on his underwear and T-shirt. I walked back to the bed, picked up my phone and made a call.

Abby had just come out of the subway and saw that the call was not answered immediately. After a few more shocks, she pressed the answer button.

The boy's voice came through the earpiece: "What is the reason?"

The sun is just right and there are a lot of people on the street. The blonde girl always turned heads wherever she walked, and she took a deep breath and said, "Pat, we're not on the same page. （Pat,we-renotonthesamepage）”

I'm about to fall in love with you, but you don't have that trend at all. Abby took another deep breath, she was only nineteen years old and didn't want to fall in love with someone so early and then break her heart for him.

Patrick paused and asked, "Abby, are you sure this is what you want?"

"Yes. ”

"Good. ”

The phone hangs up.

The relationship ended somewhat inexplicably.

****

The sun is shining, the sky is blue, and the wind is not too big. It's a training day, so it's great. But Trek was sent to Harrington for some other reason.

There were a few QPR fans squatting at the entrance to the Harrington training base, and a couple of reporters with cameras on the other end. They saw the brand-new black Aston Martin DB9 from afar and knew it was Amber.

Ron Smith puffed out his cigarette and followed the young men over.

Patrick glanced at the paparazzi in disgust.

But he stopped the car anyway and rolled down the window.

Those fans hurriedly gathered around. He casually chatted with the fans and signed autographs, and he looked in a normal mood. The smile was a little stiff when the group photo was taken. Ron had also seen the news in the morning, and he was a little worried about the kid. Presumably, this kid may have been called by the head coach when he came to Harrington today.

As soon as Patrick looked up, he saw the skinny old man, whom he had seen during the fight against Ipswich, whose name seemed to be Ron. He took the initiative to say hello, "Hi Ron, see you again." ”

The old man said to him, "You're the best kid I've ever met, and you're going to be a legend."

Ron grinned, "Hey, Pat, I'm so glad to see you today." Hopefully that fucking news didn't affect your good mood. ”

"Don't worry. I've got to go in and see you later. Patrick said as he started the car. The reporter over there pressed his finger on the shutter without stopping, and he glanced at the mirror and cursed in a low voice.

****

Zixiang and Ian arrived a little early. Patrick was walking down the hallway when he heard their voices coming from the head coach's office. But it sounds like it's almost over. Sure enough, when he reached the door of Nicholas's office, the two idiots were about to leave the door.

Zixiang gave a suggestive look, which meant that the conversation would not be very pleasant afterwards. It's inevitable, and Patrick is mentally prepared.

Nicholas looked at the boy across from him with a blank expression.

After he came to QPR, he was the first person to reuse. However, there was never much communication between the two. Hardly anything else is said except tactical and technical guidance. It's not deliberate, it's just that, it seems, from the very beginning, it is difficult to form that kind of relationship between the two of them who are also teachers and friends. In contrast, Zixiang and Ian are much more controlling, they listen to whatever he says, and occasionally take the initiative to chat with him about his private life, although he is not very interested.

"Patrick Amber. Nicholas called the boy's full name.

Patrick looked at his boss with an inquiring look.

"What the hell happened last night?"

"I think Ian or Zixiang should have sued you, boss. ”

"Yes. But I'm asking you now. ”

“…… Christine was harassed, I pushed the man, I didn't punch him. ”

"I've always disliked players who have a lot of off-pitch incidents. ”

"It's not something I can control. ”

"You have a choice. ”

"Choice, you mean I shouldn't care about it?"

"No, you should choose not to go to a nightclub. ”

"I'm not going to delay training. ”

"You're only nineteen years old, and women and alcohol will hurt you. The name Gascoigne is more familiar to you than I am. You shouldn't be that stupid. The Spaniard's gaze swept coldly over the boy's face.

Patrick sat down forward and said nonchalantly, "Boss, you know, you can just sue me for what the fine is?"

"One week, one week, one week. If there's a next time, I don't mind putting you on the bench, I don't care what the media says. "Nicholas isn't a Ferguson-style patriarchal manager, but he has his bottom line.

Patrick stood up with his hands on the table, "I hear you. If nothing else, boss, I wish to leave. ”

Nicholas leaned back in his swivel chair and nodded.

Patrick walked out of Nicholas's office and into the assistant coach's office.

The woman looked up from the text, she didn't look very good, haggard and lost.

Patrick opened his mouth, "I'm breaking up with Abi. ”