When Phil Warren was ready to order a Lamborghini, he had a hard time choosing colors. Although his weekly salary had long since changed from £6,000 to £50,000, it wasn't until he found out that he wanted to buy a Lamborghini of almost any color that he realised that he wasn't that rich.

One guy who grew up with him said that he was a typical nouveau riche mentality, very tasteless, and even the middle class didn't do that. The fellow's words were full of contempt, as if his ancestors had a manor in the suburbs of London, and everybody called his grandfather "Sir." Phil doesn't care what this guy says, when they were both poor kids, they would share a bottle of vodka that they had so hard to get, and now that he's developed, he's willing to give this guy some expensive little gifts from time to time. Of course, of course, Lamborghini can't afford to give it away. and, where can the middle class afford lambo.

Before the guy said that, Phil had just bought his mother three Hermès bags of the same style and different colors, and took pictures and posted them on Instagram. QPR's No. 7 was smug, and he didn't care that the comments below were all mocking him.

"You should have a stack of fifty pounds around this pile of Hermès (the maximum denomination of the pound sterling, which is not available at most bank counters and ATMs), and you should wear a finger-thick gold chain around your neck and a brand new Rolex in your hand and sit in the middle. ”

One comment said so, and Phil did just that. I took a picture and put it on Instagram again.

It's not hard to imagine that this photo made him a laughing stock for a while.

They thought he didn't know why, but he actually knew, he just ...... He's Phil Warren, a poor kid who suddenly developed, has low self-esteem, needs recognition, and lacks taste.

In fact, it was the most depressing period for Phil, with a salary but barely playing in the league, and with his daughter about to be born, he felt that the future was uncertain.

The agent came up with the idea to let him go to the Chinese Super League or the major leagues. He didn't have a gun, and if he wanted to have a gun, he would have to give that bastard a knee to the bottom.

He's only nineteen, he's only fucking nineteen!

Besides, if you don't have a big reputation, you can't make money going to the Chinese Super League or the major leagues.

Later, the white Lamborghini ordered by Phil arrived, and he also managed to go on loan to Crystal Palace. Before leaving Harrington, assistant coach Mr. Luiz told him to play well. Phil thought to himself, of course I have to play hard, I don't want my daughter to wear Chanel now, and in two years she will have to go to Primark to buy clothes. Also, I want to buy a yellow Lamborghini.

He forgot that there was a European Championship in a few months, and that was far enough away for him anyway, that no national team manager would recruit a player who had not played for half a season.

Later, Phil was a regular at Crystal Palace, scoring six goals in two months. On the QPR side, Benitez was sacked and Tim became acting manager. Phil almost throws a party at his house to celebrate, but gives up considering it might be a boring alcohol-free party.

****

In London in March, the weather still seems to be as cold as January. Lu Ling, who had just returned to the UK from California, shuddered. She had arrived the day before, and the jet lag had not yet healed, so she had slept and rushed to Craven's Farm. The FA Cup quarter-finals between Fulham and Crystal Palace kick off this afternoon.

Almost no one knew the news of Lu Ling's return this time. Steve knew, but Lu Ling didn't reveal the purpose of the trip to him. What is the purpose in fact? She needs to look further, starting with this game.

Compared to the Championship game four months ago, the attendance at Craven Farm was much higher. She knew that she would definitely be photographed on this trip, so it was equivalent to revealing the news of her return to London to the media, which would probably cause a new round of speculation, but it didn't matter, it was not a secret in the first place.

She had just spoken to Tim on the phone before she came back, and she didn't talk much about the team, but Tim tested her on the phone, and she was a little surprised that Tim didn't directly ask her if she decided to go back to QPR.

Lu Ling sat in the stands, put the scarf she had just taken off back on, and then she began to look at the list of players in her hand.

Benjamin Hamilton. Phil Warren. Both names appear in the starting lineup.

She looked at the pitch and it was funny, she was right to come back and watch the game.

****

Benjamin Hamilton has been all but deprived of his starting status in the Championship over the past period. Honestly, it's not fair, but the 20-year-old is still in stride. Fifteen minutes into the game, Benjamin was sweating profusely, but his hairstyle was not messed up at all.

The boss put him in a more central position, which made him feel more happy and play more freely, and two minutes earlier, Benjamin instigated a successful attack and Fulham took the lead.

As a Premier League team, Crystal Palace has made more rotations this game, but the main striker - Phil Warren, who is on loan from QPR, still starts, and it can be seen that the "Eagles" advanced to Wembley's **. However, it was Crystal Palace who have been suppressed so far in this game, and Phil has not had many chances near the penalty area.

Phil looked at the figure.

Benjamin Hamilton gave Phil a natural, heartfelt sense of disgust. Every run, every movement, even a gesture, made Phil feel that sense of disobedience, that guy didn't belong here. The thought of this made Phil feel sick.

Because Fulham were on the offensive too much, Phil had to go back and help defend as well. Benjamin was just in time to drop back to get the ball, and Phil didn't hesitate to pounce on the side behind to grab the ball.

The two collided violently, and a large patch of mud suddenly appeared on Benjamin's previously clean jersey. Phil immediately stood up and squeezed Benjamin hard with his right arm, then jumped up and continued to chase the bouncing ball.

Rich boy, isn't it good for you to go horseback riding or play golf?

Benjamin was caught off guard, but he didn't panic. He suffered a loss for the first time, and the referee didn't blow the whistle, so he also put his arm on the ground, got up and flew directly at Phil.

Phil just stopped the ball, but he didn't expect the rich boy to shovel directly at him with a very dangerous action, and subconsciously wanted to dodge quickly, and handed over the ball at once. Benjamin shoveled the ball to his team-mate's feet and Fulham regained possession.

Phil was very annoyed, he got up in a hurry, walked up to Benjamin in a few steps, and pushed him to the ground again before the other party could fully get up from the ground, and scolded with foam: "Hat the ** did you just do, Bitch?"

Benjamin stood up suddenly. Phil was two or three centimeters taller than Benjamin, and his shoulders were broader, and the "rich boy" was not afraid. It's just that Benjamin didn't speak, just looked coldly at Phil, who was about his age.

Players from both sides rushed over. The referee's whistle had already sounded, and the referee pulled the two away and gave one of them a yellow card. Phil cursed, and Benjamin shook his head and walked away - he didn't think he had done anything wrong, but he also received a yellow card.

Lu Ling, who saw this scene in the stands, couldn't hide his smile. She thinks Phil deserves to be carded, but Benjamin Hamilton's yellow card is a bit ridiculous. She also saw that the bald captain of Fulham had a few symbolic complaints with the referee, but did not waste much time on the young men in the team to help him reason.

The game continues.

Phil Warren returned to his own half, this time to pick up the ball from his team-mate. Wilfried Zaha dribbled forward and gave him the ball right away. Phil spun quickly, dodged a Fulham player, and then deflected the ball to the left.

Benjamin Hamilton didn't chase back quickly, he walked back at the pace of a walk, looking up at what all this was happening. Phil couldn't help but look in the direction of the rich boy. Is this son of a bitch, who comes to play this kind of man's sport but doesn't want to sweat more, just to show off that he has played football with his rich friends?

Crystal Palace full-back Schlupp on the left received the ball and sent in a cross, only to be picked up by the Fulham goalkeeper – who immediately threw the ball straight to find the unguarded Benjamin.

In the stands, a smile appeared on the corner of Lu Ling's mouth. This scene flashed through the live footage of ITV, and before the commentator had time to marvel at the people he saw, something even more interesting happened on the pitch:

Benjamin Hamilton played as a right-sided centre-back, but he was less likely to chase back or defend. Instead, he wisely stayed on the perimeter and let his teammates do the dirty work, so he himself could stay in a position suitable for a counter-attack.

On the other side, Phil Warren, who had already rushed to the penalty area, found that his teammate's cross was intercepted, and immediately scolded and turned around to chase back. Benjamin Hamilton was not in a hurry, Phil rushed straight to him, but Benjamin suddenly started at the moment when Phil rushed up, easily got rid of it, and then took it all the way across the middle line and sent a 25-meter through stopper, just right to find his own striker -

Fulham lead 2-0.

****

When Lu Ling left the Craven Farm Course, it was getting dark. Both youngsters have been replaced. Phil was substituted at half-time, and after receiving his yellow card, he was followed by a big foul and a verbal altercation with his opponent, and he should be thankful that he didn't leave the pitch the other way, with Benjamin coming off in the 69th minute and Fulham leading 3-1 with the win in place.

On the way back, Lu Ling felt the coldness of London again. She has lived in the city for many years, but she still complains about the weather all the time, like all Londoners, but if she does go to a warm place, she will not be used to no cloudy, no cloudy, no rain, no wind.

There is no summer here, and there are no four seasons. But here's home.

She closed the window and kept her mind spinning on the picture of today's game.

At this time, a call came in, and it was Nathan Neal. She looked straight ahead at the road ahead and answered the phone.

"Hi Nate, it looks like you already know I'm back in London. ”

"Yes, I see, Christine. Did you go to see Phil Warren, tell me what I can expect from you?"

Lu Ling smiled secretly. Instead of answering, she asked, "The QPR game is over just now, right?"

'We drew away at Manchester United. Now we are three points from the top four and eight games remaining......"

"Well done Tim. I think you'd have considered giving him a long-term manager's position, right?"

“…… I thought about it, and I guess he thought about it himself. But Tim is a smart guy and he should know who is better suited for the position. ”

"I may need to talk to him. I'm not going to make any commitments right now, and I repeat, I haven't made any decisions yet. ”

"Kristen, Kristen...... You're too cautious sometimes, and besides, it's like playing chess, I don't have any subtext, I just tell you about the club. The April deadline hadn't come yet, and I didn't rush anything. ”

"Good, Nate. Then let's keep waiting. By the way, Phil is very active, sometimes simply too active, you don't have to worry too much about his form when he returns in the summer. ”

"I don't worry about that, and you shouldn't – the next manager should worry about it, Christine. You didn't talk to him for a few words?"

"I'm not his babysitter, I don't think there's the need. Lu Ling said with a smile, she originally wanted to talk about Benjamin Hamilton, but it didn't seem that necessary, so she said, "Nate, I'm home, the jet lag is still tormenting me, I want to sleep for a while." ”

"Okay, Christine, it was a pleasure to talk to you. ”

"It's not a pleasure to talk to you,"

Nathan Neal said with an exaggerated smile, Lu Ling shook his head and hung up the phone. 166 Reading Network