Hans was chatting with goalkeeper coach Gavin about the training session as he walked to the locker room, and when he looked up, he found three of his teammates blocked the locker room door. He frowned slightly, and Gavin's voice rang out, "Will you go in, Pyrek, Zixiang, and Ian?"

Ian pulled Lapatrick and Zixiang to stand next to them, and immediately responded to the goalkeeper's coach: "We'll go in in a moment." ”

Gavin's face was suspicious, Pytrik and Yu Zixiang's faces were not quite right, could they be at odds? He glanced at Hans, who shrugged his shoulders. Gavin turned around and asked before he walked into the coaching staff locker room, "...... you guys Nothing, right?"

"Coach, they're a trio of idiots. It's okay. Hans said.

Gavin nodded and walked into the coaching staff locker room.

Waiting for the locker room door of the coaching staff to close, Yu Zixiang rolled his eyes, "I didn't expect Gavin to be a guy who likes to take care of things." ”

Hans smiled, "You haven't seen him gossip." ”

But none of the three answered. Hans was slightly embarrassed, more naturally confused. But he didn't ask anything more and walked into the locker room.

This time, there was really only a trio of stupid guys left at the door of the locker room, and the teammates were all inside.

Patrick called out Yu Zixiang's name. Yu Zixiang's gaze dodged, and he stopped talking.

Ian spoke first, "Pat, don't you think it's safe to talk about this here? ”

"Why? Didn't you show me what Flores said yesterday in his post-match press conference, I thought you were interested in it. Patrick quipped. He continued, "So you all think I shouldn't be with her?"

"I didn't say that. Ian hurriedly said.

"You weren't supposed to be together, for God's sake, fucking Christine is our boss. Zixiang's voice was strung together with Ian's, and Ian's voice fell, leaving his voice, which was extremely harsh.

"Be quiet, Zixiang, do you want everyone to hear it?" Ian said, pushing open the locker room door a little bit, taking in the situation inside. The dressing room was noisy, the music was loud, the chatter was loud, Spanish mixed with English, Dzyuba was still talking on the phone in Russian, and the soundproofing of the door and wall made the Scottish boy finally relieved and closed the door.

"I don't care. Patrick yelled under his breath, "I don't care what you guys think. You know what? I thought at least the two of you would understand. He said as he prepared to go into the locker room.

Ian grabbed him, "Zixiang, he didn't mean that, he ...... We care about you and Christine, so ......"

"If it's true as you say, I hope that no matter what happens, you will be on my side, and not as a joke or judge my actions. Patrick glanced at Yu Zixiang, shook off Ian's hand, and pushed open the locker room door.

After he entered, Ian looked at Yu Zixiang, "Is this what you want?"

"Ian, I'm right, just wait and see. Yu Zixiang said and also entered the locker room.

The Scots were left with a sad face.

****

The door was open, but Patrick knocked on it twice. She turned her head to look at her, the expression on her face a little complicated. There seems to be another reason besides the fact that he was empty-handed and didn't bring her a skirt.

"Gavin called me. She said.

Patrick walked over and sat down across from her.

"Don't tell me you three are arguing. Her face was worried, and her eyes didn't blink.

"Tina, do you know you don't look like a manager at all?"

She frowned, "You should know that this is not a good evaluation for me. ”

He laughed, "You should have asked me why I didn't bring you a dress." ”

"I'm more concerned about what the three of you are doing at the locker room door?"

Patrick didn't really want to talk about this, just like he didn't want to talk about what he was thinking about when he couldn't sleep last night. But he had to give her an explanation, because it was clear that she was talking to him as a manager.

He hesitated a little and said, "Zixiang and Ian both know about us, I think they, at least Zixiang is like this, and they don't ......"

"I can understand them. She quickly interrupted him.

"But they are my friends. ”

"They're your friends, they respect me and treat me as a friend, that's why they're worried. ”

Ian said the same thing. ”

"You'll be fine, right?"

Patrick nodded. Then, he smiled, "It's time to ask about your dress." ”

She smiled too, "Where's my dress?"

He looked at his watch and pouted, "It should be sent at this time." ”

"New?"

"Yes. I hope my taste satisfies you. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, her cell phone rang.

****

Because it was in the tense phase of the double match of the week, the Christmas dinner inside the club started relatively early.

By less than seven o'clock, everyone had arrived at the hotel in the West End.

There were a lot of reporters at the entrance of the hotel, and the players and coaches were surrounded by flashing lights as they walked in. The team is now receiving as much attention as any Premier League giant. In fact, it's more than that.

Especially, the moment Christine stepped out of the car, everyone briefly held their breath.

The long gold dress outlines the perfect body line, and the high heels make a steady sound in the cold wind. She appeared like a Hollywood movie star. She said hello to the reporters, and she didn't hide her good mood. She should be proud, she is the most proud manager in the Premier League so far this season.

A few seconds later, her photo appeared on various social media and caused quite a stir. Not only the football circle, but also the fashion circle is praising her temperament and taste.

He was followed by Patrick Amber. Pretty boys have always had a lot of attention. He wore a very chic bow tie today, which made him look extravagant.

"Patrick, congratulations on breaking Jamie Vardy's streak of goals!" one reporter shouted.

He glanced at the reporter and responded, "Thank you." Merry Christmas. ”

Patrick quickly followed, walking into the hotel with the QPR manager.

He whispered in her ear, "I would have said that my taste is good, but I think you are beautiful whatever you wear, or nothing at all." ”

Lu Ling glanced at him with a smile, "Originally, I wanted to say thank you, but now, I want to say ......" She smiled and glanced at Ian and Zixiang who were behind her with their female companions, stopped*, and asked softly, "Are you all right?"

He didn't answer her, but turned around and shouted, "Hey, Captain Yu." ”

Yu Zixiang's voice came immediately: "If you mean that I am the captain of the United Kingdom (Yu Zixiang changed the American team to the British team), then I like this title very much, if you are still the gossip captain, Pat, I have to let you fuck off!"

Patrick raised his eyebrows at Zixiang, turned his head and said to Lu Ling, "Look." ”

Lu Ling pursed his lips and smiled, oh, the friendship of men.

****

The Golden Globe ceremony, which will take place in Paris next Monday night, is an inevitable topic of conversation.

Back at the end of October, Patrick Amber was on France Football's list of thirty men, the first time in the history of QPR that anyone could be shortlisted for the Ballon d'Or.

After France Football's "Ballon d'Or" and FIFA's "World Footballer of the Year" parted ways, the world's most important annual football award is once again out of FIFA's grasp. Although everyone knows that it is difficult for a player who plays for QPR and has no other accolades other than the FA Cup to make it to the final three, everyone can't help but speculate and imagine.

Patrick, who had 29 goals and 19 assists last season, has scored 26 goals and provided 13 assists in all competitions in less than half of this season – a statistic that has made him one of the brightest players in Europe's top leagues, and even other superstars including Luis Suarez (24 goals, 8 assists), Neymar (22 goals, 12 assists), C. Ronaldo (20 goals, 6 assists), Messi (19 goals, 15 assists) and Robert Lewandowski (19 goals, 7 assists) have not been able to surpass the young talents of QPR in terms of statistics.

"I don't think it's fair, to be honest, if Pate is a player from big clubs like Real Madrid, Barcelona, Manchester United, Bayern Munich, this year's award ......" John was a little indignant.

Zixiang also said: "No way, the reality is like this, whether it is a reporter or a coach to vote, after all, it still depends on the fame and team honor......"

These words drifted far into the ears of Patrick and Lu Ling along with the Christmas song.

Jacob interjected: "Is Suarez the closest to Patrick in terms of goals now, and if Patrick can win the European Golden Boot this season, then next year will be more conducive to him winning the award, right?"

Zixiang pouted, "It should help, and I saw today's tweet that Suarez seems to have been injured in training, and it is said that it is a knee injury......"

León continued: "Yes, I texted with Luiz today, he has a serious cruciate ligament injury, which is not good for Barcelona, they are now three points behind Real Madrid and Atletico Madrid in La Liga. ”

Mensah slapped Leon and said, "If that's the case, won't you have a chance to compete for Uruguay's main striker position, Leon?"

What Leon said, Patrick didn't hear. He turned his head away and took a sip of champagne. Lu Ling looked at him, he looked up, smiled at her, and didn't make a sound.

Lu Ling felt a little blocked in her throat, she wanted to say something, but in the end she only said: "Don't drink too much." ”

Tim walked over with Monica, patted Patrick on the shoulder, and walked in the direction of the assistant coach. Patrick shook her hand and walked in the direction of his teammates.

With a little teasing, Patrick said to Leon: "Little Lion, your goal efficiency is much higher now than Suarez'...... back then"

"Pat, you're not much older than me, don't talk to me like an old man!"

"Little lion? I think that's a good nickname. Hans answered. As he spoke, he glanced at the golden figure from afar, and he thought that perhaps he could invite her to a dance in a moment.

Patrick noticed Hans's eyes and bumped his arm, "The assistant teacher's fiancée is beautiful?"

Hans blushed and whispered, "I'm not looking at her. ”

Mensah hurriedly answered: "Hans must be peeking at the boss." But the boss is really hot today. By the way, did you see Twitter? When I looked at it, the whole Twitter was full of pictures of the boss. ”

Hans was tempted to gagged the Dutchman with his big hand, but the guy seemed to have forgotten what he had said, and would have changed the subject.

"Don't let the boss hear, Timothy, unless you ......," Yu Zixiang said with a grin, glancing at Patrick again and continuing, "I don't even dare to say these things in front of my boss right now. ”

"So I shouldn't say it to her. The Dutch boy grinned.

Patrick glanced at Hans's face again, and his dark green eyes looked at him.

The German lifted his chin and asked with a straight face, "Patrick, are you in love with me?"

Patrick almost squirted a sip of champagne on Hans's chin.

At this time, the music has become quieter, and the head coach has already stepped onto the stage.

Lu Ling knocked on the champagne glass, everyone took their seats, and quietly looked over.

"Please be prepared, it's going to be quite a long and rather boring speech, but if someone falls asleep, I'm going to hit him on the head with this cup in my hand. ”

Laughter rang out.

With a strained face, she continued, "I'm serious, I don't believe I can try it. ”

Patrick looked at the girl in the center of the stage, and he knew she could do it.

****

This Christmas party only lasted about two hours and ended at a little over nine o'clock.

Lu Ling got out of the car, wearing Patrick's coat, and muttered, "You picked out a beautiful dress for me, but you forgot to prepare a matching coat for me." ”

"I'm sorry. He said as he opened the door.

The door opened, and she stepped inside.

He followed in and helped her take off her coat, "But aren't you girls afraid of the cold in winter?"

"Who told you?" Lu Ling turned to ask him.

He looked down and smiled, "I was going to give it to you at the beginning, and you didn't wear it." ”

"That made me feel like I was being protected. ”

"You didn't wear it in the end. ”

Lu Ling curled the corners of his mouth, "Because it's too cold! I can't let my body suffer with my ridiculous insistence." ”

Patrick hugged her, "Tina, you're so cute. ”

She frowned, loosened her brow again, and asked, "How was my peptalk tonight?"

"Very nice and exciting. I'm kind of to blame myself, though......"

"Why?" she asked, putting her arm around his neck.

"Because I think a lot of people are focusing on your dress. ”

"That's your fault. She smiled and agreed.

Patrick kissed her and asked, "By the way, what did Hans tell you?"

Hans went to tell her something after she had spoken, and then went back in a huff, but almost no one noticed it except Patrick.

"He invited me to do a dance. I refused. Lu Ling said.

"How did you refuse?"

"I say thank you for your kindness, but first I dance badly, and second I am your boss. ”

"Do you still think Hans is not interested in you?"

Lu Ling stepped out of Patrick's arms and prepared to go to the kitchen to pour a cup of coffee. "It's a bit of a tough thing for me," she said as she walked, but ......" she winked back at him, "I think I can handle it." ”

Patrick nodded, he wasn't too worried about Hans, Hans wasn't the type Tina would be interested in.

He looked around, deserted.

"Baby, it's Christmas, there's no Christmas spirit in your house!

Lu Ling poured the coffee beans. He shouted at the living room, "I'm not like you. I know, a month ago, Jack and Lucy went to your house to help you put up the Christmas lights!"

"It's not my fault, you went to my house and said you liked the setting. ”

"I celebrate Christmas because of you. ”

"It's a very romantic phrase, Tina, if you can put it more romantic......"

"Okay, okay, you go to the basement, I seem to have bought a Christmas tree last year, and I haven't had time to install it, so I put it in the basement. ”

"Plastic?"

"If it was a real tree, I would have thrown it away. ”

"A plastic Christmas tree is not a Christmas tree!"

"Patrick! don't pick and choose, go get it!"

Patrick jumped up from the couch and went to the basement. He went for a long time. Lu Ling's coffee has been brewed, and he hasn't come up yet.

She came out of the kitchen with the coffee maker, and just as she was about to call him, the basement door was pushed open, and instead of a Christmas tree, he was holding a box with a man's coat on top of it.

Lu Ling stared at the coat, and the whole person was clubbed in place, unable to move.

Patrick slammed the box on the ground in his hand, his voice heavy and full of anger, "I thought you had thrown it away." 166 Reading Network