"Oh, Pat, don't say anything stupid. Lu Ling took a sip of coffee, "Also, it's not funny at all." ”

The boy inserted another piece of chicken from her plate and put it in his mouth.

"Hey, you can go get one for yourself, don't always eat what I've got on my plate. Lu Ling said and pulled his plate into his arms.

"Okay, I just don't eat it. You don't have to be so nervous, Tina. Patrick was amused by her actions, and he lowered his fork and wiped his mouth.

But he still sat across from her, with no intention of leaving. A lot of people in the restaurant were keeping an eye on their table, even though it was impossible to hear what they were talking about.

"What are they curious about?" Lu Ling asked.

Patrick looked around, his gaze lingering on Zixiang and Ian's faces for a moment, then he turned back and shrugged, "All." I think they'll all read the Sun in the future. ”

Oh, and the Sun says it will continue to reveal details. Do they really know something, or do they just rely on some to attract attention?

"I think it's boring. ”

Patrick looked at her, "Didn't you just want everyone to know?"

Lu Ling frowned slightly, "But I don't want everyone to think it's a big deal." ”

"Tina, you're naïve. From now on, until you break up with him, until you get a boyfriend, everyone will have their eyes on you. Patrick said.

"I'm not going to break up with Nick. Lu Ling only said this sentence in the end.

Patrick was silent, stood up, and walked outside the restaurant.

****

The only player from QPR who has spoken out on social networks on the matter is Ian Parker.

This took Nicholas by some surprise.

Ian tweeted:

[Both are managers that I really like, they're very talented, they're both single, and I don't understand why everyone's reaction is so bad. 】

Fans' comments on the Scottish boy's Twitter were still ridiculous and aggressive. The Spaniards did not look closely.

In the morning, he had a brief conference call with Iranian boss Farhad Moshli. Moxley expressed his strong displeasure at staying in Manchester for a full day and two nights after the defeat.

Nicholas replied coldly, "I know how to do a good job as a manager, if you don't trust me, it's your problem. Maybe you should look at my results before the loss, before me, Everton hadn't been so dynamic for a long time. ”

Mo Xu Li was a little helpless, "So what is the matter with you and that female coach?" Even if you're actually dating, why do you have to be known?"

"I really can't think of a reason why we have to be sneaky. Also, it's my private life and I don't think it has anything to do with you or the team. Nicholas replied sarcastically.

"Well, I can't tell you. But if the team's results suffer, I think it's you who will be the most stressed. ”

"Of course. So you don't have to worry. The Spaniard hung up the phone.

The meeting was not pleasant, as expected. He was still questioned, and he didn't know what his girl was going to do this morning.

And Everton's dressing room, before Nicholas went in, was filled with laughter.

Ross Barkley didn't say much. Although the words of his teammates are actually funny, they just lack respect for the acting coach of QPR.

"I'm curious what she's going to be like in bed, hasn't her ex-boyfriend been talking before, and if so, our boss has good taste. ”

"Good taste, do you mean I bought you?"

"It's also one of the good tastes. ”

"Something suddenly occurred to me. Every time we played a team in London, the owner didn't go back to Liverpool with the bus. I think I finally know why. ”

……

After that, the door to the locker room was pushed open. The Spaniard walked in with a slight smile.

Ross Barkley found the smile chilling.

Then they heard the boss say, "Oh, this must be interesting, I mean talking about me and Christine." I don't really care what you guys think, and I can't change it anyway. But if I hear something I don't like to hear, then you will be worthy. Anyway, that's the end of it. ”

Maybe it's because in the past dozen rounds of the league, Nicholas's team has been so good that no player has expressed his opinion after his words. Not even the expression of the Spaniard was dissatisfied.

"Very good, the afternoon training session, give me some energy!"

Ross Barkley doesn't know anyone else, but he himself is always easily motivated by his boss's words. Maybe that's a quality that a good manager needs.

It doesn't matter what his love life is, which woman he sleeps with, his job, so far, it's hard to find fault with it.

Before walking out of the locker room, Rose sent a message to Patrick. He told Sù Paert that he wanted Christine to be like his own team manager and not have problems in the dressing room.

****

Ian's tweet, Lu Ling also saw it. She was grateful for what he had done, and at this time, such a sentence was undoubtedly a great encouragement. You know, people like Gary and James also commented on Twitter, and what they said Lu Ling didn't want to watch it a second time.

Perhaps, she doesn't need to worry about the reaction of the players closest to her. But with two dozen people in the first team, and her colleagues, the staff of the club, she couldn't have satisfied every single one of them.

After lunch, she did not go into the locker room. Instead, they chose to appear directly in the second training session.

The players were warming up, talking and laughing, and from time to time a few players would glance at her, their eyes full of ridicule.

Later, she couldn't stand their gaze and stopped the training directly.

All eyes were on her.

Lu Ling coughed lightly and said, "I don't care what you guys think about this. But I don't want that to affect your training, or even your future games. I think you're already well aware of my temper, and I don't care who you take, even if you think you're the absolute workhorse. ”

She glanced at Pat as she spoke, and the reason why she said this so hard was more or less because Pat would always be on her side. If there's really one player on this team who is indispensable, it's Pat.

Many football coaches will tell the media and fans that every player in our team is important, but Lu Ling knows that in their hearts, there must be a difference between priorities.

The absence of some players just doesn't matter, while the absence of some players will directly lead to the loss of the game.

Football is a team sport, but in the same way, football is an elitist sport.

Three people play the piano and eight people carry the piano.

You have to understand that, or you're going to lose.

Lu Ling knew from their expressions or eyes that what he had just said was somewhat effective. That's enough, she doesn't expect her to undo the impact of this in the dressing room right away. However, she knew she would have to win her next match against West Bromwich Albion.

****

At ten o'clock in the evening, Lu Ling returned home.

She poured herself a glass of red wine and drank half of it in one gulp. That pressure is back. While that pressure has been with her since she became acting manager, it has been relieved after four consecutive wins. And now, it's back.

The phone shook. Lu Ling was stunned for a moment before pressing the answer button.

"I'm at the door. The male voice on the phone said.

"I'm coming. Lu Ling hung up the phone and walked to the door.

She opened the door, and Pat was standing in the doorway with a ball. She then made a joke, "Are you calling me to play football so late?"

"If you want. Patrick said as he stuffed the ball into Lu Ling's hand and walked into the room, "Do you remember?"

Lu Ling nodded.

Then she found a pen and wrote a sentence on the ball.

Thesecondone,lookingforwardtothethird、thefourth,andmoretocome――ChristineLL

(The second, looking forward to the third, the fourth, more ...... in the future - Kristen L-L)

After writing, Lu Ling handed it back to the boy without raising his eyes at him.

Patrick looked at the ball and put it down. But he seemed to notice something, and picked up the ball again to look at it.

He saw Tina's hesitation as she signed her name, and saw the last L sign trembling a little.

Lu Ling had already turned around, walked to the table, and drank the last bit of wine in the cup.

But she still felt flustered and didn't dare to turn back.

Suddenly, she was hugged tightly by Patrick from behind.

He was a little agitated, and whispered quickly with his lips to her ear, "You know what that means, you know." ”

Lu Ling struggled, "Let go of me, Pat." ”

"Nope. ”

Not only did he not let go, but he began to kiss her earlobes and neck frantically. His lips were soft, and the kisses fell on her skin in small pieces, again and again. Lu Ling had goosebumps all over his body.

Patrick felt like he was finally out of control. His long-awaited runaway from control. And he should have done it a long time ago.

Fuck someone else's girlfriend, fuck the head coach and the players, fuck all the qiē.

All he knew was that he loved her.