According to Sky Sports, Patrick Amber's transfer fee stands at £21.2 billion, setting a new record for the highest transfer fee in history set by himself two years ago. And, if Patrick Amber transfers again, Barcelona will receive 20% of the transfer fee. This clause was requested by Barça and the QPR did not object. It is reported that his agent, Steve Baker, received at least £15 million in commissions on the deal. In addition, Daily Sport also revealed that Barcelona and QPR have reached some kind of agreement regarding the future transfer of León Ferreira. However, the news released by the QPR through a number of British media outlets suggests that there is no such thing.

On the morning of August 6, Barcelona announced that they had reached an agreement with Everton to bring in Ousmane Dembele for a possible transfer fee of £1.3 billion, confirming all previous speculation that Barcelona had already looked for a replacement for Patrick Amber. The biggest transfer suspense of the summer – perhaps the most talked-about transfer soap opera of all time – has come to an end.

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Patrick woke up in the morning light, the skylight was not closed, and the blue sky and white clouds were above him. He stretched, feeling that it would be another good day. He didn't get out of bed in a hurry, still staring at the skylight. He saw that there seemed to be some droplets of water left on the edge of the thick glass, and he didn't know when it had rained, and he didn't know how long it had been and when it had stopped. But he knew, it was cloudy West London, and he was fucking back.

He made up his mind that this time, even if hurricanes and floods hit, he would choose to stay here. Then he jumped out of bed.

When Patrick reached the entrance to Harrington's training base, he had to stop. There are a lot of fans waiting for him, and as always, they come from different ages, different ethnicities, different genders. Some of them are wearing the new season shirt of the QPR season – the blue and white shirt without the stamp number – the club has not yet released his official number, but there are also fans who wear the number 7 shirt he used to wear at QPR. Some wore his shirt from Barcelona last season, while others wore an England shirt. Of course, there are those who don't wear jerseys, but they have them in their hands or something related to him.

Some of the young girls and children were so excited that they just kept calling him by name, and some of them were like old friends and told him "Pat, wear size 7", "Pat, welcome home", "Pat, you look so good, damn it......

He opened the car window, signed autographs, took pictures with them, chatted with them, thanked them, and hoped that today would be a good day for them as well. With all that done, he drove into Harrington.

After parking, Patrick looked at his watch, and as far as he could remember, the morning training session was almost over. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yu Zixiang: When he locked the car, he received Yu Zixiang's reply:

Patrick paused, and replied:

Yu Zixiang:

Patrick pursed his lips and typed: he quickly received a reply:

Zixiang took great pains to add a kiss to disgust him, and Patrick couldn't laugh or cry a little, so he replied with his middle finger and ignored him. There were already people waiting for him not far ahead. He's had a full schedule today, including some photos of his official jersey and some video shoots requested by sponsors – and that's just a part, some of which will be left until after he gets his numbers, meaning he'll have to talk to Phil first, as well as an appointment with Alice's medical team to discuss training resumes. And with the team leaving for the Netherlands tomorrow for their final warm-up game, Tina, oh no, the manager might want to talk to him as well.

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Phil Warren had a dream last night. He hadn't slept since he was woken up by Tianna's crying, and his mind had been trying to remember the contents of the dream, but he couldn't remember it. The only thing he knew for sure was that it wasn't a sweet dream, and that feeling of irritability followed him all morning, leading to a few reprimands from his assistant during training. It wasn't until Patrick showed up in the restaurant and there was a lot of noise that Phil remembered, damn it, this guy was in his dream.

, my number 7 jersey. The fork in Phil's hand fell directly to the ground, and he hurried to pick it up.

Hans sat across from Phil. The German sliced the meat from the plate slowly, without lifting his eyelids. Phil had always had a lot of accidents, and Hans talked to Mr. Beltz about him, and Mr. Beltz made a serious joke, saying that it was clear that Mr. Warren's personality was not suitable to be a goalkeeper, otherwise the opposing goalkeeper might try to penetrate the door he was guarding every time he took a goal kick. Mr. Beltz's sense of humor had always been too flattering for Hans, but he had to admit that at least it was a good joke, even a graphic one.

"Butter hands. ”

When Phil got up from the ground in a staggered manner, he heard the Germans sarcastically mock him.

"The dumbass peeking at the boss's ass. Phil replied absentmindedly, and then he looked around blankly, why was Patrick gone?

"Bachmeier, a little advice, don't do that again, although we have to admit that she has a beautiful buttocks, but I'm afraid it would be offensive for her to find out or hear us talk about it, and I don't want to clean this guy's hair. Benjamin Hamilton's languid voice suddenly rang out.

Phil jerked back, and Benjamin was standing behind him, and Benjamin was beside Patrick. Patrick nodded at Hans across from Phil, "Are you alright, buddy?" and then he greeted Phil and Ian at the same table.

Ian stood up and walked over and hugged Patrick, whispering in his ear, "I said I'll be the captain when you get back, and I made it happen." ”

"I have to admit, stupid, you do look like a captain. ”

"I'm the captain! the official first captain! Stupid, don't think I'm my son's godfather and I won't dare beat you. ”

Hans also stood up, keeping his eyes fixed on Benjamin. Does the newcomer think his language is humorous and decent? If he does, then firstly he has no idea who Hans-Bachmeier is, and secondly he is far from being as clever as he thinks he is. "It's not your turn to give me advice. Hans said coldly to Benjamin. He then walked around the table to Patrick and Ian, and punched Patrick into a fist, smiling, "Welcome back, stupid." ”

"Thanks, bastard. Patrick said and punched the tall German in the shoulder, then turned to Phil, who was still seated. "Phil, would you mind going out with me?"

What should come will always come. Phil cursed inwardly. He looked at Patrick earnestly. Patrick was wearing a club training uniform, and maybe it wasn't until this moment that Phil really felt that the fucking best player in the world was really on the same team as himself, damn it, damn it, if it wasn't for the jersey, he would have jumped on him and kissed him on the face.

Phil clumsily picked up his plate and fork, and there was still a lot of food left on the plate. Patrick saw it and quickly said, "Sorry, I didn't notice this, don't worry, you can continue to enjoy lunch, I'll wait for you." Phil shook his head, "Hey, man, I'm done." I had to lose weight, I mean, my boss and Alice suggested I lose two pounds of muscle. They thought it would make me more flexible......" Before he could finish his sentence, the fork fell to the ground again, bringing out a lot of sauce and food scraps.

Hans rolled his eyes at this, and Phil, who never surprised people with accidents, shook his head and walked over to the coffee machine. Benjamin and Ian cooperated to help Phil pick it up. Benjamin even wiped the floor with a tissue. And Ian simply took a bunch of things from Phil's hand, "You go with Pat, I'll bring it for you." Actually, you left it on the table as usual......"

"It's good habit, captain. Benjamin interrupted Ian and tossed the dirty tissue in his hand into Ian's dirty plate, "If Phil wants to get into the habit, don't stop him." ”

Phil's mind wasn't on these trivialities, or he would have left Benjamin, a self-proclaimed smart, self-conceived fool, speechless.

"Thank you, Captain. That's what Phil said to Ian. He then walked out of the dining room with Patrick.

****

Phil chatted with Patrick, Patrick's ankle injury, the locker room jokes, Tianna......

"Tianna?" Patrick looked at Phil with a strange smile.

"yes, it sounds like Tina, damn it, you know what, Pat, I was going to name her Tina, but that name always reminds me of my boss. Phil said honestly.

Patrick curled the corners of his mouth, "They're all good names." ”

Phil would love to talk to someone about his daughter, but not now. He had already figured out a few reasons in his mind. For example, 7 is his lucky number, the number he has worn since he was a child, the girl he loves was born on the 7th, but the last two reasons are too easy to be exposed. What can be done to stop the world's most expensive player from stealing his number?

He felt that it was unfair, and it seemed that the whole world was forcing him to give up the number......

There are many fans who make such comments, and even many fans go to his social media accounts to leave messages:

It's as if if they were going to murder him if he didn't.

But it's not fair! Patrick already has it all.

The sun was shining on the turf, and there were training sessions in the afternoon, so a lot of the equipment was still left on the grass. There are staff doing some cleaning and maintenance. Patrick turned his eyes to Phil, who had a crooked nose and a crooked mouth, who looked worried. Patrick suddenly said, "Phil, if you don't mind......"

I mind, I mind!!!) Phil looked at Patrick as well. Fuck it, number 7 is mine, even if you send Trek Amber, I won't let it out. He was about to speak, but he heard Patrick say:

"Please keep wearing the number 7, I mean it was yours, from the boss give you that number, it's yours. I'm sorry for not replying to you in a timely manner. ”

Phil looked at Patrick in disbelief. He should be happy, he should be grateful to Patrick, shouldn't he? He stopped, glared at the best player in the world he had always admired and loved, and loudly announced, "You're right, it was mine!"

Patrick was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face vanished, and his face turned cold, his blue eyes still a little confused. "I've already told you, since it's yours, no one wants to move. ”

Phil stared at Patrick. He doesn't understand! He doesn't understand why what he craves is nothing in his eyes?!

Is it just because he's Patrick Amber?

He tells Patrick that he's sorry for stealing his celebration, Patrick says he doesn't blame him, he names his daughter Tianna, which he admits is like Tina, Patrick says both names are good, and he wants to keep Number 7, Patrick says it's yours and no one wants to move it......

Fuck you, fuck you. You are all fucking bitches!" Phil suddenly sneered, and he raised his chin defiantly at Patrick, "I wonder if Hans or I tell you about the boss's ass......"

"Shut up, Phil! I won't say it a second time! Whatever you want to say, swallow the fuck back or I'll regret it if I swear to God." ”

Firka was there, hesitating to finish the sentence.

Patrick glanced at Phil one last time, "You can be a troublemaker, but you just can't help it, don't you? I hope that number brings you a little luck, I really hope so." After that, he left the training ground.

Patrick remembered again the night boy who was half covered in blood in the dim light. All the while, he was more sympathetic to Phil, and suddenly, the sympathy disappeared and only understanding remained. He began to understand why he was the way he was, and he was glad he wasn't. Fate will give you a choice, or not to give, but in the end it is people who choose what they want to become.

****

Even the staff who maintain the turf have left, leaving Phil alone on the training ground, and his back is lonely again.

Tim was still standing in front of the window, and the head coach was back behind his desk. They witnessed both the scene in the restaurant and the scene in the training ground. It looks like the dressing room for the new season will be more lively, and of course, it seems to be more complicated.

The situation is now: Benjamin Hamilton is comfortable with everyone, but it is clear that several players disdain his "upper class" style; Phil Warren is still offending everyone with that mouth, but fortunately most of the players are too lazy to deal with him, but maybe it's just because Phil hasn't gone too far, and it would be hard to say if he really greets the female relatives of his teammates one day; as for Patrick, at the moment, everyone likes him and worships him, but a person who is liked by everyone? Oh, there are basically no such people, and besides, this is still a "hero" who has slept with his boss......

And, there are two South Americans who have not yet returned to the team. New signing Marcelo and Leon, who is still in the United States.

Tim thinks the locker room is in danger for the new season.

One more point.

Tim turned his head to look at her, she was already at work.

What happened after Newcastle that season. It was after the game in which Phil did Patrick's celebration that Christine and Patrick's secret past romance surfaced. In order to stabilize the morale of the army that day, the words she said in the locker room, she made a "gentleman's agreement" with the players and the entire coaching staff. Although no one mentioned it because everyone swore that it would not be passed on, it did happen. Tim knew very well that that was one of the reasons why she decided to leave QPR.

Patrick may or may not know about it, but in any case, Patrick's return is a danger to the stability of the locker room. For the time being, Tim could only trust that Christine knew how to handle everything, and if she didn't, he would at least have to be prepared for anything.

"See you at the training ground in a moment. Tim turned around.

The boss looked up and said no problem.

Tim added, "Patrick won't be in the locker room today, will he?"

"I don't know, I guess he won't. He has a meeting with the medical team in the afternoon and I'll be there too, so you start the training session with the players. ”

"Okay. Tim said and walked out.

After a while, the teaching assistant returned. Lu Ling looked at him in surprise.

Tim grinned and said, "Patrick really didn't ask for number 7, and the rest of the numbers, if he picks them, there are no good numbers." No. 9 is Leon's, No. 10 has been given to Hamilton, and No. 11 Genk ...... Guess what number he picked in the end?" 166 Reading.com