317 Chapter 317

April 2, 8:38 p.m.

In the media broadcast room at the new Queen's Park Stadium, Leon Ferreira's goal in the first half was already shown on the screen. It was an extremely beautiful header, and the QPR was well positioned at the front, centre and back points, allowing Barcelona to take care of each other when defending.

However, BTSPORT's guests were still a little divided about what happened in the first half.

Paul Scholes frowned, "I don't think the situation in QPR is good at the moment, don't forget that this is at home and Barcelona haven't played Amber yet. Amber had already warmed up on the sidelines in the first half and I think Pep Guardiola will definitely have him in the second half. QPR was a little more conservative after the goal. Also, Ian Parker's performance this time was not satisfactory. He should give long passes to the wings more, after all, the QPR wings are fast. ”

Leo Ferdinand didn't look to agree with his former team-mate: "Paul, I think the reason Ian Parker didn't dominate the midfield as he used to be was because there was too much defensive pressure on the QPR today. Parker often needs to help his teammates. ”

BTSPORT's big screen cut to a quick first half of the pitch when Neymar cut from the left flank to the middle and set up a foul on Ian Parker.

'A player like Neymar, he can get out of control all of a sudden. However, Messi was quieter this time. I know QPR scored a goal and I hope they can hold it. But if Pep Guardiola were replaced with Patrick Amber in the second half, it would be hard for me to believe that QPR would be able to hold on. ”

Outside the studio window, the rain seemed to be starting to fall again.

****

April 2, 8:42 p.m.

In the home team's dressing room, Lu Ling had already finished his discussion with the coaching staff, and now there were only four minutes left before the start of the second half.

Today she was uncharacteristically uncharacteristically not speaking to the players as soon as they returned to the dressing room.

She looked at them. They were the team leading for the time being, but the faces of the players showed extreme exhaustion. On her left-hand side, beads of sweat from the tip of John's nose dripped to the ground, and Leon, the scorer, drooped his head. On her right-hand side, Jacob, who received a yellow card in the first half and was suspended for the next game, was a little distracted, and next to Zixiang and Ian were talking with their heads down, and it seemed that they were not happy with the first half.

They're under too much pressure.

Even with a 1-0 lead now, there are still at least 135 minutes left in this two-legged knockout round. Of those 135 minutes, there will be 90 minutes at Camp Nou.

And it's easy to think that most of the time, that guy called Patrick Amber will be on the field. Everyone knew what he was capable of, and in fact, most of them had spent time with him. He has been "played" countless times on the training ground.

Thinking of this...... They'll be out of breath.

The man hadn't played yet, but his intimidating power had been fermented in the hearts of them, his former teammates.

Did she ever think that person would grow up to be what she is today?

Is his deterrent not only in the hearts of these players, but also in the hearts of all the home fans on the field, and even in her hearts?

Tim whispered in her ear, "Time, Christine." ”

Lu Ling clapped her hands, her facial expression was very serious, she thought, even if she smiled, it would be weird and contrived. She exclaimed, "Boys, you did a great job in the first half. I hope you remember how we deployed in the second half. I know Pat is going to be there, but we have a plan, and I'm sure you can do it. So, I repeat it again......"

All eyes of the players are on the manager.

****

April 2, 8:46 p.m.

Everton's players were the first to step onto the turf of the Emirates Stadium. Their steps are as heavy as their hearts.

The scores in north and west London were both 1-0 up for the home team.

Ross Barkley touched the wet turf. He had recently grown his hair a little longer, showing the natural curls that a quarter of his African roots had given him. He is a bit superstitious and is reluctant to cut off his hair when he is in good shape.

It's far from the end of the world and we need to trust the manager. He tilted his head to look at the tall Spanish man standing far away on the sidelines.

Then, he tugged on the captain's armband and yelled: "Everyone, cheer up!"

If QPR can score against Barca, why shouldn't we score against Arsenal?

****

April 2, 8:51 p.m.

The second half of the game had already started five minutes. Despite the fact that it was April, the night was far from warm. Patrick unconsciously zips up and down on the bench. He was a little agitated. The Catalans did not let him play at the beginning of the second half.

On the field, the score remained unchanged.

And the home team is pressing.

Ter Stegen had already made a save, it was LeΓ³n's shot and Michy Batshuayi's header was deflected wide.

The figure standing there, the figure that looked a little thin from afar, was encouraging and directing his players to attack.

This is her battlefield.

He had conquered one pitch after another with her, and he had fought with her again and again against the enemies who wanted to conquer it.

But today, what he wants to do, what he needs to do, is to conquer her court.

Conquer the Queen's New Queen's Park.

He couldn't wait, but he was nervous.

Jacob stepped forward and fired a shot from the edge of the box – just outside the post. The audience let out a wistful sigh, followed by warm applause.

Barca's defence wasn't that solid, and in the second half, it seemed like all Barca players were experiencing the same agitation as Patrick.

Patrick looked at the field, and Gerard Pique seemed to be running a little hard, he knew that Pique had a slight calf injury recently, and he was indeed older, and he was a little overwhelmed by the repeated impact.

Patrick's gaze drifted over his current boss.

He wondered when he would turn around......

Now is the time.

"Patrick, go warm up. This is the second time Patrick has heard that phrase in this game.

He knew that this time, it was not just a matter of preparation.

****

April 2, 8:55 p.m.

"Oh, he's warming up again! I told you about that player, Tony. Nathan Neil, who was sitting in the box, held up the champagne and pointed downward.

Tony was a little flustered, "Nate, the first time it was funny, the second time it was a little silly." Aren't you worried?"

"We're on the offensive and it's a good situation. Oh, I know what you mean. But we knew from the beginning that Pat was going to play, didn't we? I'm looking forward to seeing what he's going to be like against us?"

Amber had a slight smile on her face, Nate was still the same Nate, everything was like a game to him.

"Oh, it's not like I don't care about my team. Nathan Neal seemed to know what Amber was thinking, "I just don't think the woman in black down there will be defeated so easily." He gestured off the pitch, "That's the girl who made countless firsts in the history of football." Didn't they call her Queen? I thought, it seems a bit silly to call her that without any glory. ”

Amber took a deep breath. Unique, she thought, unique, destined.

****

April 2, 9:01 p.m.

In the 60th minute of the match at the New Queen's Park Stadium, the score was still 1:0 Barcelona on the QPR. There was the first substitution on the sidelines. It's Barcelona's.

Alex Ferre is off and Patrick Amber is on.

The audience burst into applause like drums.

"The moment has finally arrived...... btsport commentator Ian Duck's voice was filled with emotion, "the long-awaited Patrick Amber has made a comeback in this game, having suffered a fractured metatarsal bone against Espanyol three months ago, and now he is at the new Queen's Park – as a visiting player. ”

Guest McManaman said: "The kid is said to be recovering well, and this could be a turning point in the game. Although the QPR is now leading by one goal. ”

****

"Are you coming to New Queen's Park that night to watch the game?"

"I remember you said tell me not to go to your game. ”

"Did I say that?" she laughed, "I forgot." I want you to come, you know that Pat is going to play. Don't you think it's going to be interesting?"

"I feel a little sad. ”

"Oh, Dad, come on, it's work, we're all professionals. ”

"I'm not going, I'll watch at home. ”

Lu Yungui deceived Lu Ling, he actually bought the ticket early. He didn't want to sit in a VIP box, and he didn't want to look at the strange sympathetic or kind eyes of others. He just wants to be an ordinary father and watch a match for his daughter. He didn't want her to know, he wanted her to be distracted.

That number 7 jumped and jumped onto the field.

At that time, he and Patrick sat on a bench in a small park in New York and talked a lot. It was cold in New York that day.

He asked the pretty boy how life was going in Barcelona.

The boy said it was good, and of course he missed London.

The boy asked him how he was feeling.

He said happily that it was good, and of course he missed London.

He asked the boy again how his foot was.

The boy said that he had recovered well and that he was lucky to be injured.

Patrick didn't seem to have any psychological obstacles at all.

It's good, at that time, Lu Yungui thought that Patrick was an optimistic person.

Before parting, the boy said to him, "You should have gone back to London sooner, Tina must be worried about you." ”

Lu Yungui nodded, "I know." I'm so stupid. In fact, I don't need to go anywhere, since she came into this world, where she is, my home is there. ”

****

Lu Ling glanced at the figure. Wearing the No. 7 away shirt of Barcelona.

She had seen it on TV, and now, it was about fifteen meters away from her.

He seemed to unconsciously touch his left arm, and so far there was only one tattoo on his body, which was mostly obscured by the sleeve, revealing only thorn roses.

There was a song in her ears, the song of Patrick-Amber. After a few simple lyrics, the audience began to shout: "Amber!!!"

In such a tense duel, it is undoubtedly the highest respect to send such songs and shouts to the opponent's players.

They hated him for leaving, but they still remembered the joy he had brought here. It's a pity that he didn't leave much glory.

Lu Ling unbuttoned the windbreaker, and the left corner of his mouth was slightly curved.

It's going to be a good story. She thought. She has loved good stories since she was a child.

****

On the pitch, Patrick adjusted slightly, and Sidibe immediately tossed the throw-in.

It was Patrick's first touch of the ball back at the new Queen's Park.

And from this moment, the targeted tactics arranged by Lu Ling before the game were also activated.

(For the specific change of formation, see the picture attached to the author's words)

LeΓ³n Ferreira recycles slightly.

Genk de Graaf switched from the right to the left, taking care of the left-hand area of the middle.

Jacob Harding switched from the left to the right to take care of the area on the right side of the middle.

Timothy Fosu Mensah, who had been defending Neymar on the right flank, has now moved to the left flank of the QPR to jam Patrick's path.

This is the special style of play that Lu Ling devised for Patrick Amber, her former proudest player, the super talent she had known for fifteen years, her best friend, the boy she loved.

****

Meanwhile, in north London, another "civil war", produced goals.

Brahimi, who came on as a substitute for Everton, scored with his first touch of the ball!

Arsenal played Everton, the score became 1-1, with Nicholas clenching his fists on the sidelines and Ross Barkley roaring towards goal-scorer Brahimi, with all the players holding him down.

The Toffees picked up an away goal at the Emirates Stadium.

It was a tactical success. Nicolas was keenly aware of Arsenal right-back Bellerin's problems, and although it was not known whether it was physical or mental, the reaction to handling the ball began to dull a little.

He immediately seized those few minutes and let Brahimi and Delgado go together to attack the point.

Dembele sent in a well-placed through ball and then Bellerin made a mistake that allowed Brahimi to score inside.

Very good. Everton had struggled for a while, but the goal was certainly a huge encouragement.

In the Champions League, everyone knows the importance of scoring away goals.

****

After Patrick's first touch, Mensah appeared in front of him, and when he glanced at Mensah, Ian was standing diagonally behind Mensah, near the middle, and in front of him to the right, Zixiang. He felt that there was someone standing behind him. That's Henk.

Kristen Lu did not change the formation, but made a change in the position of the personnel. Patrick fell into the encirclement, and although he was not under much pressure, it was not easy to move forward with his own ability.

Pep frowned on the sidelines.

Patrick opted to play a long lateral pass to team-mate Alenia on the left.

Lu Ling kept a close eye on the situation on the field.

Barcelona started to kick down, and it wasn't long before the ball was at Patrick's feet again.

This time, the Englishman began to cut inside with the ball, and Mensah clung to his side and did not kick out. He wanted to go forward to Messi, but the pass was too risky.

Behind his left, Dahoud ran up the middle, but it wasn't the best time for him.

He looked up to the left and touched the ball in small steps as he countered the pressure Mensah was putting on his side. Neymar had already moved into the left rib and reached for the ball.

He made a stop feint that Mensah involuntarily slowed down, and then Patrick immediately crossed diagonally to the left in the direction of Neymar, and the movement was extremely fast.

But the ball didn't pass.

Ian suddenly appeared on the ball.

Originally, the Scots were protecting Mensah, and they were diagonally behind Mensah, and they also entered the blind spot of Patrick's vision. But he was keenly aware of Neymar's intentions.

Both Kristen and Thiem had emphasized before the game that Neymar and Patrick liked to connect horizontally and diagonally, and in some cases, the idea was a bit like the way Patrick was playing on the right side during the QPR period.

Ian seized the moment and intercepted Patrick's diagonal pass.

Patrick was just about to steal himself, and Dahoud went up first. But Ian grabbed the ball before the opponent, flicked the ball, got rid of it, and quickly sent the ball forward.

Henk de Graf is in a temporary vacuum.

Oh, Patrick suddenly realized something.

His tactical knowledge was not enough for him to fully comprehend Tina's targeted formation, but he keenly felt that there was a reason why the Dutchman Genk, who was standing behind him, did not come with Mensah to trap him.

Lu Ling stood on the sidelines, from the posture of holding his chest to the posture of clenching his hands into fists.

This arrangement, about to see the effect.

Stick to Patrick with Mensah - This can't completely limit Pat, but at least it will reduce his options somewhat. At the same time, there are people on the left and right, making a breakthrough a less wise option.

In this case, Patrick could make a mistake and possibly lose possession. Under normal circumstances, it is not uncommon for attackers to lose the ball, and any successful attack is backed by several mistakes and conceding the ball.

But under Pep Guardiola's system, it's different.

He has a bit of an attacking player in his team, and if it's not completely unbalanced, it's a bit of a tendency.

The reason why he put Genk on Pyter's side, but didn't let him go back to the defense to grab Pat, was waiting for such an opportunity. Because Lu Ling knows that Barcelona midfielder Dahoud on this side also likes to insert attacks.

As long as Barcelona loses possession in the middle at this time, then the vicinity of Genk, who has the strongest assault ability in the team, will be empty.

This is where the counterattack begins.

Limiting a superstar is just the first step, and you can't afford to lose your own offensive build.

To put it simply, a football match is ultimately about the number of goals.

Genk de Graf stepped straight out of the left middle of the back, and the opponent's midfielder MuΓ±oz moved quickly laterally, but physically, Genk had the upper hand, squeezing his shoulder and passing on the left.

Now it's the three sharp attackers of Genk, Leon and Batshuayi who pounce on Barcelona's half together!

Pique's pace was already slow, and he had to retreat with all his might, and Umtiti and Gomez didn't dare to go up.

QPR forms a three-on-three excellent counterattack situation!

Genk's high-speed assault went unimpeded to thirty yards from the goal. Zixiang on the left also followed at this time, and a little on the right, Jacob also strode forward.

Everyone in the stadium had their necks outstretched, and their eyes were on the rolling ball in the greenfield......

Genk fed the ball to Leon and sprinted forward without the ball himself. Leon is the most delicate and creative player in the front court.

The Uruguayan rubbed his heel the moment the ball reached his feet, gave it to Mitsy Batshuayi, and then stepped forward himself - Batshuayi also understood it and stuffed the ball to LeΓ³n!

Leon faces Ter Stegen, a chance for a single shot!

In the stands behind the goal, the die-hard QPR fans were all on their feet – in fact, the entire stadium was on their feet!

The ball landed on Leon's left foot, Pique had already come over to interfere, Leon raised his left foot to hit the goal, and it was saved by Ter Stegen!

But Genk had already flanked and fired a left-footed shot at goal – but the ball happened to hit Ter Stegen's face and bounced back!

Genk was already out of balance, followed by Yu Zixiang, and the QPR left-back blasted the ball towards Barca's goal again......

The ball went past Ter Stegen and Pique, but was blocked by Umtiti on the goal-line with his legs, and the French defender quickly chased back to allow Barcelona to escape.

"It was the best chance of the second half for the QPR and surprisingly, it was after Patrick Amber came on and it was Amber's mistake that led to the QPR's counter-attack with three shots in a row...... QPR is really unlucky!" exclaimed narrator Ian Dark.

Patrick's brow furrowed back to his own half, knowing he had fallen for her, and if he were a Barcelona fan, he would probably have yelled "damn Amber was so fucking careless" the moment he conceded the goal, even though it was far from that simple.

Messi walked past him and patted him on the back.

Patrick patted Messi as well, his gaze sweeping over the sideline, the black figure. He couldn't see her expression clearly, and he didn't need to.

It's just getting started, Tina.

****

Nathan Neal whispered smugly in Amber's ear, "What am I talking about?"

Amber stood on tiptoe and whispered into Nathaniel's ear, "The show has just begun." ”

"Oh, do you think so?"

Amber raised her pretty eyebrows, her eyebrows sharp.

"I'm curious what you think......" Nathan Niel said halfway, he didn't need to finish, she knew what he meant.

Amber paused and leaned into Nathaniel's ear again, "She's the famous Kristen Lu, aren't I the more famous Amber Rivera?, I'm confident in my personality and appearance, and it's his misfortune if Patrick doesn't fall in love with me." And until then, why should I mind his past?"

Nathan Neal listened little by little, and his smile grew thicker, how could he always meet such a girl lately? He smiled a little more, sometimes, it's not that you're perfect enough, others are bound to fall in love with you. The emotions and entanglements between people are never clear and irrational. He wanted to tell her this, but he felt that it was none of his business. He nodded politely and said, "You have a good point, Miss Rivera. By the way, please apologize to your close friend on my behalf. I'm a jerk, I know. ”

Amber no longer half-leaned on Nathan Neal's shoulder to speak, but said in a normal voice, "I'm not going to do this for you. Let's make a bet that if Barcelona advances, you will personally apologize to my close friend. ”

Nathan Neal laughed, "No, I don't bet you. ”

Amber asked, "Why?"

"Because you don't have the chips I'm interested in. ”

Amber felt insulted, and after calming down for two seconds, she said, "One day you'll be sorry for saying that." ”

Nathan Neal's attention had returned to the court, and he replied with a smile, "Even so, I don't care." Moreover, I don't think Kristen is going to lose to Pep Guardiola at all, or rather, to Patrick. 166 Reading Network