"I don't want to share a room with Benjamin. Phil tried to make his voice sound as serious as possible.

Lu Ling leaned against the edge of his door, drooping his eyelids, and asked casually, "Did he sexually harass you?"

“hat？fuck no!” Phil's eyebrows furrowed into a disgusting expression.

"Then he stole your things?" Lu Ling yawned and continued to ask.

Phil swallowed several times, "Boss, what the hell are you thinking?"

"Since there are none, go back. Take a break. We had a short training session an hour later. Lu Ling was too lazy to talk nonsense with Phil, and was about to close the door.

Phil leaned his leg against the door and said urgently, "Boss, I really don't think it's a good idea for me to share a room with him, I think it will affect my mood for tomorrow's game. ”

This kind of excuse can be found, Lu Ling glared at Phil. Phil hurriedly withdrew his foot, and averted her gaze. Lu Ling shook his head, "Go find Tim, or your teammates, I don't have time to deal with this." Maybe the hotel will suddenly empty up at night, and who knows? It's just a small thing, don't be like a child. ”

Phil sighed, looking very unhappy.

Lu Ling hurriedly closed the door while he was still pondering. She's going to take a nap before she goes to training, and Phil had been delayed on the phone with the CEO before he arrived, and now she had to hurry. She quickly undressed, and was about to go to bed when there was another knock on the door. She looked at the jeans on the floor and the underwear on the back of the chair, and cursed in a low voice. "Wait a minute. She shouted. Then she went to the bathroom and got a bathrobe to wrap herself in. She opened the door, menacing. “haaat？”

Benjamin looked at the poker face in front of him and smiled with his mouth closed. Sensing that she was really a little angry, he quickly put away his smile and asked cautiously, "Are you ready to shower?" or sleep?" Her bathrobe was wrapped tightly, exposing only her neck and the little skin underneath, and a little collarbone looming. But she didn't wear anything inside. He thought.

"What's the matter?" Lu Ling frowned and asked again, not hiding his impatience.

"Oh-" Benjamin bowed his head, his bathrobe almost knee-length. Smooth calves are exposed. Her bare feet are also cute. She really didn't have anything in there, he thought. He pursed his lips and looked up, "Phil......"

"I'm sure he won't steal from you and won't climb into your bed in the middle of the night, if you still don't feel comfortable going to Daryl, Tim, your teammates, don't come to me for this, do you want me to give up my room or what?" Lu Ling quickly interrupted Benjamin's words.

"I can go get Jake's stuff right now. Benjamin looked at her angry eyes, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl, "I think he would prefer to sleep alone." ”

"What?" Lu Ling was no longer angry, her face was cold, and her speech slowed down, "I don't like this joke, I don't like it very much. Don't do that again. By the way, why Jake?"

"Actually, I'm here to tell you that Phil took Jake's room, and Jake doesn't want to share a bed with Phil, so now I'm sharing a room with Jake. ”

Lu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I know." She looked at him again and emphasized, "You don't have to come and tell me. I'll see you in a little bit of training. She said as she prepared to close the door.

"It's going to be beautiful to have a necklace around your neck. Benjamin glanced at her neckline again and whispered quickly. He would have closed the door directly, but she didn't, and opened it again.

"Ben—" she shouted as she stared at him.

Benjamin stepped back and smiled politely, "See you at training time." He nodded at her again and turned around. He made up his mind not to call her boss again, but he also didn't call her "Tina" either. Behind her, her voice continued to be heard, without temperature.

'We'll have to talk about coming back from Manchester after this game or at the weekend. ”

Benjamin didn't look back.

Later, Lu Ling was still woken up by the sound of the phone vibrating, she picked it up and looked at it, and Paite sent a message.

She didn't reply. Now is not the time to talk about that. She looked at the time, it was indeed time to get up, maybe the players had already made it to the hotel lobby or even boarded the bus.

On the way back from training, everyone knew that Jacob eventually switched rooms with Phil.

Jacob was very helpless, as a Northeast tough guy, he was actually "bullied" by Phil, an East Londoner, which would be a shame if he let those Newcastle buddies who grew up with him know it. But Phil is a scoundrel. "Jake, we can sleep in a bed, I don't mind, I just don't sleep in a room with Benjamin. And Phil said this with great politeness. Newcastle people can be bullied by East Londoners, but he, Jacob, is definitely not fucking going to sleep in a bed with a man.

And for Benjamin, maybe sharing a room with Phil wasn't that bad, considering Jacob was more talkative than he knew.

In the room, Jacob's computer was playing some of the hottest English singles of the moment. Jacob's singing is hard to hear, but he keeps humming along. He first face-time with his girlfriend, during which Benjamin was forced to appear. When Jacob's facetime is over, he starts talking about his encounter with his latest date. So at this point, Benjamin wasn't sure if it was his girlfriend or not, but he was sure he wasn't interested in knowing.

“…… That's pretty much it. By the way, Ben, Ruth seems to be very excited to see you...... Damn, I wouldn't have let you in the camera if I knew I wouldn't have let you in. God, it's a good thing Pat didn't come. Jacob muttered to himself and looked over to Benjamin.

Benjamin was leaning on the bed and looking at something on his phone.

"What are you looking at?" asked Jacob.

Benjamin locked the screen and set his phone aside. He looked at Jacob and said calmly, "I need to submit a 1,500-word paper and a 2,000-word research report before the Christmas break." ”

"So you were looking it up?" says Jacob is a nerd, but Ben doesn't look like a nerd.

"No, I'm just planning the time. Benjamin smiled, "It may be a little nervous, but I should be able to do it." No big deal. "These are actually small things, and the real problem is that he will miss an exam. However, he has also coordinated with the academy and will take the exam again in May next year, after the end of the season.

Jacob glanced at Benjamin's phone with a dark screen and suddenly asked, "You're a Liverpool fan, right?"

"Well, my grandfather was a kid who went to Anfield with him for a season or two. ”

Jacob asked, "Then do you hate Everton and Manchester United?" These are two of Liverpool's biggest rivals.

Benjamin shook his head. He doesn't have that strong fan love and hate. When he was a child, he listened to a lot of songs from the KOP stands that insulted the two rival teams, and in addition to words like fuck and shit, there were also all kinds of vulgar sexual/instrumental/official words. Because he was familiar with the tune, he quickly learned it. But when he goes back and follows him, everyone from his grandfather to his mother will stop him and educate him. Over time, he lost interest. When he grew up, he also felt out of style. What's more, most of the lyrics have no logic.

Jacob thought so. The Newcastle man rolled his eyes and asked. "Ass or breasts?"

Benjamin frowned, "I like both." ”

"You have to pick one. ”

"Ass. ”

Jacob laughed at length, "I remember that only three of the people I asked in the locker room had chests. Guess?"

"Certainly not Hans. Benjamin said with a faint smile.

Jacob jumped up from the bed, "Oh ** you're going to make a joke like that!" he was excited. "Oh...... Everyone knows that Ms. LL has a seductive buttocks. He regretted it. Although there has been some ridicule about the relationship between Pat and the coach in private, and there is no malice, it is generally not so direct, and it is often to the point. Especially when Pat was there, he gave him enough face. As for Hans, everyone also stopped at the point, and no one wanted to be thrown into the trash by the Germans anyway. is also Phil's "ass ass" who is not afraid of death all day long. Speaking of which, Phil hadn't made that joke in a long time.

Benjamin grabbed his iPad, clicked on Twitter, and casually said, "I can't guess, Jake." ”

Jacob then said which three men it was. But Ben didn't look interested. "You used to go to the boss a while ago......" Jacob remembered something.

Benjamin didn't raise his eyes, still casually continuing, "So?"

Jacob felt like he was overthinking. He grabbed Benjamin's iPad and asked him if he minded as he exited Twitter and clicked into YouTube. Jacob typed Kristen Lu's name into the search box. Halfway through his type, the name came out.

"Ben, boss, she has a lot of epic fails, fans have done highlights, and that idiot Henk has liked one on Twitter. Look at this, it's the famous frog dance...... Well, she was crouching on the sidelines during the game, my God, what was she thinking at that time...... This, she can't unscrew the cap of the water bottle......"

Jacob looked at Benjamin as he spoke, Ben didn't seem interested, and he lost interest, so Jacob gave Benjamin his iPad back. "I'm going to find Ian. Jacob said. He had to go to the Scots and explain that he, the Newcastle native, had not been bullied into a room with Ben by the East Londoners, but had given it to Phil's bastard. In any case, Jacob Harding is the second captain of the QPR. "Are you going?" asked Jacob as he took two steps and turned back to Benjamin.

Benjamin smiled and shook his head. "I probably fell asleep in a while. ”

And Jacob went out on his own. It's still early, the Newcastle man thought.

Benjamin flipped to YouTube history and swiped his finger from the bottom up. It's all her.

****

Wednesday night.

Paris Saint-Germain's attack at the Parc des Princes was like a deep blue wave, slamming down on the cliff again and again.

Lu Ling stood on the sideline with his arms crossed. She watched as her opponent bombarded her position, and the two behemoths, Lukaku and Edvaldo, kept knocking on the gates of the QPR like rams.

So far, fifteen minutes have passed, and the score is 0:0.

This is the expected difficult time. Lu Ling gave up the ball again in this game and let Paris press.

Although the continuous offensive made QPR a little tired, fortunately, there was no mistake. The onslaught of the two tall PSG forwards almost made the three central defenders of Glenn, JT and Sadio difficult to deal with, but due to the excellent attacks of the perimeter players and the constant threat of Patrick on the counter-attack, the PSG full-backs did not have many chances and delivered low-quality crosses - so PSG were in front of goal, most of the time, did not pose a threat. Even so, Hans made two outstanding saves.

Perhaps due to the away atmosphere, the QPR retreated deeper than expected, and the opponent was a little unscrupulous.

Lu Ling shouted loudly, asking JT and Sadio Babacar to pay attention to pressing forward aggressively and maintain the level of the backline.

She needs to win, and at least two goals. With Real Madrid, Bayern Munich, AC Milan and Barcelona now deciding to top the group, it would not be cost-effective for QPR to finish second in the group against a tough last-16 opponent. In addition, she will need to make up for the negative impact of the first-leg loss.

"Revenge" can be used as a booster in the locker room and can create a positive atmosphere in public opinion. In fact, if the QPR can't get a win against Paris Saint-Germain, one of the favourites for this season's Champions League, in the knockout rounds, the mentality of the players will be affected in the knockout rounds.

At the beginning of the 15th minute, Patrick began to retreat at a high level.

In this game's 3412 formation, she only left three pure attackers in the frontcourt, namely Leon, Phil and Patrick. Genk stayed on the bench as a backhand. Patrick can withdraw to the midfield at any time to form 352, and he can also press up to form 343 at any time, giving QPR a lot of tactical flexibility.

She certainly knew how to use Patrick.

Paris Saint-Germain also experienced a hint of burnout due to the unsuccessful continuation of the siege. Patrick retreated to his own penalty area. He was very close to Benjamin and Ian.

Benjamin excelled at controlling midfield with graceful technique, great flexibility and coordination, but he was able to handle the ball in tight spaces, and his agility was not good enough – his feet were not fast enough to handle the second drop. Ian is better, but Patrick is the better candidate.

In the 27th minute, the Parisian offensive continued. Romelu Lukaku jumped up and almost completely pinned down Glenn Mitchell, but Glenn was at a disadvantage when his elbow and shoulder hit the Belgian striker's waist. Lukaku's header was immediately affected, and Glenn did his best to clear the ball, but unfortunately he also fell in the confrontation.

In the QPR penalty area, the ball fell to the top of the arc, and at least three pairs of feet came to grab the ball.

Patrick received the ball between the two PSG players and took control of the bouncing ball at his feet at the touch of a button.

This is still a very difficult situation.

At the moment, Patrick was at the top of his penalty area, facing his goal, bending over and using his body against Rabiot and Sanchez, two very physical players. Turn left or right and the ball can be taken away.

The rest of the teammates are in a position where they can't catch the ball. It's very dense in the box, and if he passes back to goalkeeper Hans, it will be tantamount to creating danger for his own goalkeeper.

Lu Ling's first reaction at this moment was actually to hope that Pat would fall to the ground under the opponent's push, create a dead ball, and temporarily relieve the pressure.

Patrick does do that at times – by causing a foul to protect possession. It's a trick that every professional footballer does.

But this time, he thought differently.

Patrick's gaze swept over Benjamin next to him, and then suddenly took a step into his own penalty area.

This caught both Rabiot and Sanchez off guard, and Patrick took the initiative to dribble the ball in the direction of his own goal, which was basically equivalent to bringing it to the crowd, which was likely to cause a big mistake.

However, Patrick only took one step, and when he took the next step, he had already turned around and went from facing the two PSG midfielders with his back to facing them head-on. The action is very simple, but unimaginably fast.

Rabiot immediately pounced, and Sanchez did the same.

Patrick may only have a slight gap, and there are other PSG players behind him who pounce.

At this time, Benjamin suddenly started forward.

Patrick's body was unbalanced by the sharp turn, but the moment he leaned back, he toe the ball with his left foot.

The ball drilled through the gap between Rabiot and Sanchez.

This is the only channel.

As a result, the ball did not perfectly match Benjamin's forward route.

However, when the two Parisian midfielders pounced on Patrick together, it was already doomed, leaving too much space elsewhere in Paris.

So, even if the ball was slightly off the pool, Benjamin had time to catch up.

QPR's number 10 got the ball. Patrick staggered a few steps and fell to the ground under Sanchez's push. The referee signaled in favor of the attacker.

The tempo suddenly increases. Benjamin didn't hesitate to dribble forward, Leon and Phil rushed to the opposite half, and the wings Gonzalo and John also followed as fast as they could. Five QPR players hit back.

Benjamin did his best to attract PSG centre-back Victor Lindelof to come over and get the ball to Gonzalo on the left. It was an unremarkable pass, but it did its best to tear apart the opponent's defensive line.

Gonzalo continues to move forward with the ball. Phil and Leon made a cross move up front with no loss of speed.

Gonzalo hands the ball to Leon.

The Uruguayan burst into the box and fired a right-footed shot from the bottom of the post, which bounced back before right wing-back John O'Connor fired another shot from just outside the box!

PSG's goalkeeper Areola did a great job of blocking John's shot, but his center of gravity had been lost and Phil had already rushed to the landing spot to make up the shot.

Leon beckons to him in the middle, where he can open the door......

Phil chooses to shoot with his left foot -

The ball was about to cross the goal line, hit the defender Marquinhos who ran back, and then was kicked off the touchline by the Brazilian!

The first attacking threat of the first half from QPR ended with only a touchline ball.

Leon was so angry that he stretched out his hands and questioned his striker partner. Phil slapped the turf hard. The score remained 0:0.

It's a pity for this ball. The QPR coach's body language on the sidelines revealed her psyche.

However, people will not know some of her deeper thoughts.

That choice of Pat......

He trusts Ben a lot, he trusts it. At least on the field. 166 Reading Network