All the stars are out tonight.

****

10:16 p.m.

Brandon had already sat down, and the Americans next to him were still waving their fists excitedly. Brandon thought, Nathan Neal is really a typical American. Debra was excitedly on the other side of Brandon talking to her mother on the phone, and she was telling her about the game and what had just happened. Brandon listened carefully, and it seemed that Debra knew a lot about football. Brandon smiled, he knew that Debra had been fond of Patrick Amber before, like all English girls, so presumably even if she wasn't a player, Debra would watch the game once in a while.

By the time Nathan Neal sat down, Brandon heard the QPR fans singing for his brother. Because it was a jagged chorus, and because of the other noise, Brandon had a hard time making every word, but he could roughly understand it. He only frowned slightly before smiling.

Nathan Neal noticed Brandon's expression and said casually and proudly, "Our fans are amazing, aren't they? They're really good songs for your brother." ”

Brandon shrugged his shoulders and said politely, "I'm sure they love him." He thought, "No wonder Ben likes his little games." Yes, Brandon always referred to his brother's player selection as a "mini-game." Thousands of people cheered and sang for you, not only actors, singers, athletes, oh, of course, successful politicians. Brandon thinks that if his brother really just wants to enjoy this, he should pick the last option. He knew his brother had always been a good liar, and lo and behold, Benjamin Hamilton already had at least one of those abilities.

Nathan Neal snorted twice, and said no more. The QPR boss looked down through the layers of rain and saw the Real Madrid coach pacing on the sidelines. He glanced at the clock again, and with stoppage time, there were about twenty minutes left. The two teams drew again and everything was back to square one. He believed her, and he knew he should trust her, no matter how shocking her decisions were.

Brandon saw that Debra had hung up. He then asked his mother about her reaction, and Debra replied simply. Brandon nodded, he didn't regret watching the Champions League final for the time being, so far, everything has been quite interesting. Suddenly, he heard his sister whispering to herself, "He has loved knights since he was a child, and now he is really the queen's knight." ”

Brandon thought it was a little weird, but he couldn't tell what was weird. Of course, he knew that Ben loved fairy tales as a child, and that Christine was called the Queen of Spades—oh what a cheesy title, not to mention that England had an orthodox queen. Brandon then glanced at the woman standing on the sideline in the rain. Kristen Lu's popularity and influence are increasing year by year, some people love her, some people hate her, whether it is a random article about her on the Internet or in the newspaper, it will cause heated discussions. Brandon never read tabloids, but Christine was just as much of an authoritative newspaper in England. He could see her in the newspaper almost every morning at breakfast. She was undoubtedly a beautiful and successful woman, albeit from an ordinary background. At this time, the figure in the drizzle is indeed slender and wonderful. Brandon turned his face and asked Debra in a low voice, "Ben seems to have been single for a long time?"

Debra smiled falsely at Big Brother, her voice rising slightly, "I don't know, Ben never talked to me about this." She looked at the field.

Kick-off is about to be restarted.

****

10:17 p.m. The Champions League final lasted for 73 minutes, and the score was 2:2.

The rain is getting quieter.

Patrick casually swept back his slightly long hair. He glanced again at David Luiz, who had just been substituted. The 34-year-old Brazilian, who joined QPR in the winter, walked up to captain Ian Parker.

After the equaliser, due to Leon's injury and lack of energy, Tina replaced a striker with a central defender. Now, Ian is back in midfield. Patrick saw David clinging into Ian's ear and said a few words. Ian nodded.

Ian has played very well so far. Except for the crotch worn by Pierre, there were almost no mistakes. The corners of Patrick's mouth twitched, his best friend Ian was no longer the little boy who lost his ability to think after being beaten twice by Dembele on Loftus Road. Ian Parker is the captain of QPR, the absolute leader who led the team to the Champions League final, a husband, a father, a real man.

Patrick rolled his eyes, his gaze flickering over Zixiang. When Leon was off the field just now, Zixiang seemed to want to go over and say something, but in the end he didn't. When Zixiang was still in the team, he had a good relationship with Leon, and after scoring goals, the two often danced together on the sidelines. And in the locker room, the two guys would laugh at their teammates for not being able to dance. Tonight, they finally fought their own battles. But those good times are real, and the truth remains in the memory.

Patrick heard Ian yelling at all his teammates, and then he saw the Scot make a gesture. He knew that this was the latest instruction that Tina had asked David to bring to Ian and bring to the team.

Patrick recalled that before Leon scored, the Greek, nicknamed "The Titan," had made an unguarded mistake. It was a bit of a coincidence, but QPR's plan for dealing with this guy was already in place before the game. The physical exertion of the Titans in twenty minutes and the appearance of David Luiz set the QPR in motion to encircle and suppress the "Titans".

Rekick off.

Real Madrid's long pass is here again. The Titans seem to be intent on physically confronting Marcelo, but Marcelo is very cunning and does not allow him to make contact with him easily.

John's position was a little further out, and Ian was gesturing for the Northern Irish to adduct. Ian himself was standing on the inside of Vi/Nicheus, and the captain immediately took a few wrong steps, and Patrick knew that Ian was still staring at the most difficult Jesus.

The Greek took the ball on his chest, and he glanced around.

The corners of Patrick's mouth curled slightly, oh Titan should have figured out, he had no teammates to pass on.

That's what QPR is going to do.

The power of the Titans is practically unrivaled, so QPR simply abandons the point-to-point defense against him. However, at this point, under Ian's command, every receiving point around the Titan was choked.

Patrick has been playing for almost two decades, Patrick has been playing in the top soccer league for five years, and he's seen all kinds of players. It wasn't the first time he had encountered a relatively rare type of Titan, but he knew that Titan might indeed be the strongest player of the same type.

In addition to being strong, the Titans are solid in stopping and passing, and can play the role of a fortress and offensive relay when they are put up front. However, because of his large body, his movements are slow, so if he wants to handle the ball independently, he will expose the shortcomings of difficult turning, slow and incoherent dribbling.

Now, QPR is going to force this fortress to walk on its own.

The Titans' hesitation did not last long, and the Greeks immediately prepared to move forward. At this point, David Luiz slammed up and cut the ball off in one fell swoop, and QPR immediately regained control of the ball.

David passed the ball to Ian, who took control and deliberately allowed the Titan to run a few more steps to get close and press before handing the ball forward to Ben.

After David replaced Leon, QPR actually had one more person in the backfield, and the control became more solid. Ben has more opportunities to move forward. The equaliser showed just how dangerous a forward Benjamin Hamilton is.

Patrick knew he wasn't Benjamin, and he didn't need to be Benjamin. Every player reads and understands the game differently. Over the course of a season, Patrick gradually got to know Benjamin quite well, and he could see that Ben had a similar mindset to Tina. Nicholas's resemblance to Tina is a different kind, some personality traits.

Benjamin watches a lot of footage of the game, and like a member of the coaching staff, he knows the opposing players inside and out before the game. For example, in the training session before this final, Ben told him that whenever the Titans reached 30 minutes on the field, Real Madrid would have a short period of loss of control. Of course, due to Real Madrid's strong overall strength, this has never had any significant consequences, and it is estimated that no one will notice this. And in major matches, the Greeks never play more than 25 minutes.

That same night, Patrick heard Tina say almost identical things in his bed. He was a little sullen and sarcastic: "Compared to Nicholas, maybe Benjamin is your soul mate." ”

She frowned and smiled and asked him why he said that. Patrick awkwardly explained why. She laughed unscrupulously and her eyes teased. He was helpless, he wasn't really that worried, he just didn't like the feeling that she was connected to others. Not to mention that "someone else" still loves her madly.

"If we can understand that part of each other is a soul mate, then so is Tim and I, and there are a lot of smart football commentators. ”

Tina's teeth are sharp, and Patrick can only hide his previous jealousy with kisses.

Now, Patrick looked at the big man on the field.

QPR had just won a throw-in in an attack, the Titans were bent over and gasping for air, Marcelo sent the ball quickly, and the Greek had to raise his head and continue to adjust his position.

Titan's physical strength is no longer good. It's now been more than 25 minutes since he was replaced.

In this final, Real Madrid, relying on the sheer power of the Titans, did quickly suppress the momentum of the QPR not long after the start of the second half, and produced a goal in the 65th minute.

After that, Titan's huge weight became a drag on him, and he fatigued much faster than the other players over time. After conceding the goal, Tina made a decisive second change to increase control to the top, which forced the Greeks to go back and forth between the front and back more (because of the defence), accelerating the Titan's physical drain.

This is the flaw of this type of special: the sooner he plays, the sooner he falls.

Patrick took a few steps to the backfield.

Real Madrid got the ball, they no longer looked for Titans from the air, and they obviously found out that QPR's defensive system cut off the Titans from the rest. There is no point in fighting for the first point in such a high-altitude way.

So, what about the effect of Real Madrid's ground attack?

When the Titan is full of energy, he can pull near the sideline, relying on his huge body as a fulcrum to assist his teammates in pushing the offense up. But now, the Greek's movement is very strenuous, and his physical decline has affected his touch and passing accuracy. And, due to his lack of mobility, sometimes he even blocked his teammates when he was linking up with Gabriel Jesus or Pierre.

Real Madrid's attacking network, which had been well-functioning, broke with the Titan flame-out.

As a result, their attack became a separate attack -

Pierre and Gabriel Jesus are still trying to get close together, but without support, they struggle to play the same brilliant combination as before. The previous success, in addition to the tacit understanding and imagination of Pierre and Jesus, also relied on the overall containment power created by the Titans, who were full of physical strength at the time.

Patrick's own position, on the other hand, is highly flexible. With the support of the completely tireless Jake, he began to move freely between the right, the centre and the left. He dragged the entire backfield of Real Madrid. Real Madrid's defenders were afraid of him and did not dare to move forward, so it was impossible to support the attacking line.

Patrick glanced at the girl on the sideline, a familiar image he had, standing in the drizzle with her hands folded over her chest. And not far from her, was the Spaniard. Nicholas was greeting the fourth officer.

Oh, Real Madrid are going to make a change.

In the 79th minute, Carvajal fouled Genk at the back, QPR won a free kick on the left side, and the Real Madrid right-back received a yellow card.

Then, as expected, Carvajal was replaced. Real Madrid's right-back coped with the bombardment of several QPR attackers in this game, and the physical and mental exhaustion can be imagined, and now he has received a yellow card.

Real Madrid brought on right winger Marco Asensio.

With a winger replacing a full-back, Nicholas wants to inject fresh blood into the front, but does that solve the essential problem?

Over the years, Patrick has been asked by many teammates, journalists, friends, and even family about his relationship with Nicholas, but he rarely answers.

He and he can't be friends, they know that, they don't be enemies at all times, the Real Madrid boss has said similar things to reporters at press conferences before, they don't like each other, that's for sure.

People may be curious, but Christine is very similar to Nicholas.

Patrick didn't need to tell the people that they weren't that much alike. For example, in Nicolás's side, his retreat in the first half would have made the Spaniard extremely uncomfortable, even if he scored at the end. And he knew that Tina wouldn't feel uncomfortable, even if it wasn't Patrick Amber who violated her tactics.

Moreover, like does not mean yes.

At this moment, a question flashed through Patrick's mind. If it weren't for Nicholas, he probably wouldn't have had this doubt at all. But that's Nick Flores, who hasn't won the Champions League, the European Cup, or the World Cup, but that's Nick Flores. Nicholas certainly understands the crux of his team's immediate problems, and what needs to be done is both simple and difficult.

But would he do that?

****

10:23 p.m.

On 79 minutes, Nicolas replaced Carvajal with Asensio.

By removing an exhausted full-back and bringing in a winger, Nicholas wanted to make the middle more spacious by expanding the width of the front field – the equivalent of reducing the congestion and poor lines caused by the presence of Titans.

Nicholas naturally knows that this will also bring uncertainty, forcing the front court to continue to add manpower, and the back court may be empty. But QPR has already pulled off a striker, Leon, and there's no reason why he shouldn't give it a try. And no matter what, he can't let his opponent's advantage continue like this. Time is precious.

Asensio came on and was pushed straight to the right, while Vi/Nisius continued to dominate the left and Mbappe went up to the middle. Gabi retreated, moving closer to Pierre, while the Titans were pulled to the back, keeping him out of the front as much as possible.

Real Madrid's attack is finally playing.

The QPR is temporarily retreating.

Nicolas heard her and turned his head, and when he saw her beckoning to Genk de Graaf, the Dutchman immediately stepped back to help defend Marcelo's perimeter and strengthen the QPR backline. Jacob Harding also dropped some to protect the back.

Real Madrid's attack failed to penetrate for the first time, and then it took a detour and began to have Pierre and Jesus mainly control the ball and start to attack in the middle.

Zixiang ran over here at this time, and asked Nicholas with his eyes.

The idea is clear: should I move forward and join the attack?

With the lessons of the first half, even if the team is pressing again as a whole, Zixiang does not dare to easily move forward to participate in the attack.

A quick logic crossed Nicholas in his head:

QPR now has three people up front: Patrick, Phil Beasley, Benjamin Hamilton.

Real Madrid has five people at the back: Rojas, Raphael Varane, Van der Bergh, Titan, Zixiang.

Theoretically, let Zixiang press, and the backcourt is still four defenses and three, and there is no problem.

But the opponent has a Patrick who is beyond common sense.

Moreover, one of the "four" of Real Madrid is a bulky and very tired titan. If Zixiang is plugged in, once QPR strikes a counterattack, this side, with the Titan's movement speed, can neither help Zixiang make up for the side space, nor can he form a local rotation with the central defender Rojas on this side, which may lead to fatal results.

The central issue of everything is still in Titan. Titans, Titans. This is the player he changed decisively. This is the player who turned the tables when he came on and then he switched them on. This is ...... now

Real Madrid seemed to open up the width of the attack, but QPR only easily shrank back, and Real Madrid's space was gone.

So do you want Zixiang to plug in? Nicholas looked at him and made a choice.

He waved his hand and agreed to Zixiang moving forward.

The Real Madrid left-back, who had been given permission, immediately rushed forward like an arrow off the string.

Vi/Nicius, who was originally on the left side, immediately closed the position of the second striker, and Real Madrid's offensive level was suddenly enriched. In the moment when Jacob Harding subconsciously wanted to help defend Vivius/Nicheus, Pierre took advantage of the time difference to dribble forward and initiate.

His dribbling immediately drew Ian's defence, while the Scot motioned with his hand for Jacob to move back and keep up with Vi/Nicheus. After Pierre drew Ian out, he quickly fed the ball to the right to Gabriel Jesus in the other rib.

The QPR line of defense has a tendency to be opened layer by layer.

Nicholas stood there, staring at the field.

Gabriel Jesus stopped the ball and immediately half-turned forward, moving extremely quickly, but David Luiz was already in front of Jesus!

Nicholas involuntarily reached forward, his hand half-open. A drop of rain fell on the knuckle of his thumb. In those fractions of a second, he wanted to retract his decision. David Luiz is huge, yes, but he's playing 73 minutes and he's fucking fit.

If he plays the whole game, then Luis may not be as good as Joey Tomlin, who plays as a regular at QPR. But if it's only been for a short period of time - Luiz, who used to be a world-class central defender, is still world-class, especially in this situation, when the fighting spirit is high, the fighting power that bursts out is not comparable to JT.

The two Brazilians on the pitch kicked the ball at the same time, and the ball bounced further to the right.

Gabriel Jesus started significantly faster on the second start and chased the ball down.

But Marcelo took the lead and touched the ball with his left foot. Protected by Genk's perimeter line, Marcelo also ushered in a split second outburst, and when Jesus stretched out his foot again to fight, Marcelo pulled back sharply, and then again, turning more than 180 degrees.

This Nicolas is all too familiar, this is Marcelo, who once played for his subordinates, who won many honors in Real Madrid before him, and Marcelo, who is not inferior to ordinary attacking players with his agility and skill.

Gabriel Jesus was carried by Marcelo.

Two veteran Brazilian players of the QPR teamed up to beat Real Madrid's Brazilian superstar.

It's something in culture, a confrontation between purely Brazilians. Whether it was luck, a surprise or something else, Jesus lost this round.

Two of the world's best Brazilian stars from the past were brought under her wing, and in this moment burst out to an indescribable effect.

From the first time he saw her at the Dark Horse Cross Tavern, he knew that she was a dangerous girl, and later, he also knew that Kristen Lu was a dangerous opponent.

Marcelo feeds the ball forward to Benjamin. As soon as Benjamin got the ball, Vanderberg immediately came up to get into position, but Benjamin still crossed the ball......

It's Patrick!

Patrick had the ball less than fifteen yards in front of Nicholas, and it was about a dozen seconds before Yu Zixiang asked him where he had indicated.

Nicholas watched Patrick Amber start. The Titans are desperately rushing over. To be honest, the Greeks weren't far from Patrick, but his start was really slow. Patrick only needs one more step to get rid of.

The Titan slammed Patrick to the ground.

Oh shit, damn it.

Patrick stood up, and so did the Titans. Referee Kakir ran over and showed the Titan a yellow card.

With this free-kick, QPR regained control.

It didn't work, it didn't work at all. The decision to replace Asensio still cannot fundamentally solve Real Madrid's problems.

The QPR attack continued to attack Real Madrid's position.

Nicholas looked up at the night sky of Barcelona. The rain has completely stopped.

****

10:28 p.m.

The rain stopped. Lu Ling looked up and saw the sparse clouds in the sky above Camp Nou. This final has been played for 84 minutes. The direction Lu Ling is heading is the direction of her blue and white team's attack, and it is also the stand where the blue and white fan camp is located. Her eyes were slightly lowered as the rectangular scoreboard at the Camp Nou showed the emblems of both teams, the 2-2 scoreline, and who scored the goal and the time it was scored.

17' Pierre Junkay

43' Patrick-Amber

65' Gabriel Jesus

72' Leon Ferreira

A name needs to be added. She thought. His gaze did not stop, and he immediately turned to the field. Ben's corner is about to be taken.

Football is like life, it never goes the way you want it to go. There will always be accidents, and there will always be unexpected things happening.

But for coaches, it is still necessary to do what can be done well. When you can push the situation in the direction you want, there is a high probability that the opportunity will arise. She and Nick used to talk about this in her office at New Queen's Park a few years ago.

It may take dozens of offensive and defensive processes to foreshadow the goal before it comes to the surface. Every step you take, it's getting closer, but you still need that damn ball to get over the line. And if you still can't score, it's unpredictable luck. You're going to have to accept this, too.

The ball flies into the air.

Glenn jumped high and smashed the ball down, which bounced to the ground and hit Vanderberg's foot and then hit the post!

Damn it. Lu Ling locked in a direction.

The ball that bounced off the post fell to Zixiang's feet. In order to prevent the opponent's counterattack, Genk, who was closest to him, immediately launched the first wave of pressing. Zixiang barely drove the ball forward, the ball flew in the air, Jesus landed on the ball, and he turned the ball back. Unfortunately, the Titan was the receiver, he ran a little too far and had to slow down to stop the ball, this time stopping the ball directly on his knee.

The ball falls in front of Ben. QPR's No.10 barely gave Real Madrid any chance to get the ball back again, lifting his left foot and the ball flew back into the box.

Wonderful. Lu Ling sighed in his heart.

The ball was passed seemingly randomly, but it was handled so accurately, and more importantly, the rhythm of the ball.

Real Madrid were desperate to launch a counter-attack at that moment, and they had been overwhelmed in the previous minutes, physically and mentally, and this counter-attacking opportunity came as a trigger for their self-defeat.

And Ben didn't give the opponent half a second to think. This requires a deep insight into the situation of the game, as well as a momentary sense of super rhythm.

At this moment, some people are moving forward, some people want to go back, those who react quickly want to create offside, but some people want to mark. The QPR's continuous bombardment of them during this period of time finally shook the integrity of the opponent. And Ben's return ball, or second attack, came at the weakest time of the opponent -

The ball had fallen straight from the air to the penalty line.

At that moment, the momentum accumulated by the previous repeated waves crashing on the shore finally broke out.

On the drop point is Patrick-Amber.

Lu Ling felt the tremor on her shoulders, and she watched the figure flicker at the junction of the third-story grandstand and the fourth-story grandstand opposite, with the number "18" on top of the blue and white.

Once, he was here in a red and blue jersey, how many goals did he score in front of this goal?

Now, his left leg is swinging. This time, there were no feints, no passes, no getting rid of, no superfluous movements. Clearly, Pat feels exactly the same way about the current situation as Benjamin.

At the same time, act now, without delay. From passing the ball to shooting, the two men's football inspiration is perfectly aligned, and the momentum that has been piled up by the team's hard work has been delivered.

She remembers setting up a portable goal in the setting sun at Southwark Park for the little boy to shoot into the top corner. To make the logo, she hung a dress in each of the two upper corners.

Kick after kick, Pat's hit rate was so high that the game became a little boring. So Pat began to play all kinds of tricks. When it came time to make the final kick, she tossed the ball to him, and the moment it bounced off the ground, he used the outside of his left foot to pump the ball towards the goal, and the clothes hanging in the far corner flew with the ball into the goal.

It's the same angle, the same footwork.

The ball bounced off the ground and was hit hard by the outside instep of the left foot. The trajectory of the swing leg is towards his right front, the top of the foot is always taut, and the ball is scraped to form external rotation.

The ball flew off the left side of the penalty area and into the far corner of the goal.

Hit the post where the crossbar meets – and fly into the door!

Beneath three layers of blue-and-white surging crowd, the net bulged and Matteo Diaz fell to the ground in despair.

The gesture of LL, for the second time in this match appeared at Camp Nou.

The QPR players on the field and the QPR fans on the field have fallen into a complete frenzy. The entire QPR bench exploded, and even Leon limped to the corner flag area to catch up with his teammates on the field who were celebrating, and Alice waved her fists as she chased. Darryl picked Tim up, put him down, and ran towards the corner flag. Tim clenched his fists and walked over to the manager.

Lu Ling didn't remember who she hugged just now, anyway, there was no one in her arms now. She was nervously excited, and she looked at the screen opposite, where the latest goal had been updated.

3:2

85' Patrick-Amber

Lu Ling breathed slowly, in the cheers and shouts that overturned the court, she didn't know what to do for a moment, she wanted to take a look at the huge silver trophy and wanted to rush over and hug Pat like a substitute player and assistant. But she didn't do either, and she glanced strangely at the Real Madrid dugout.

Lu Ling's facial muscles twitched slightly. The noise in her ears was suddenly silenced. She twisted her neck a little stiffly, and she saw Tim standing still and staring in that direction.

Maybe you shouldn't be so surprised.

Perhaps, it should.

Lu Ming's voice in his ears returned, it was the sound of sighs and surprises from the cheers of the audience.

Real Madrid made a substitution.

Nick Flores replaces Theophanes Gianakoplos, whom he brought on thirty-three minutes ago.

It's not a basketball game where you can swap players at will, it's a football game, and it's the Champions League final, the highest arena for a professional club.

In football, if there is no special situation such as injury or red card, there is almost no manager who replaces his own player. It's like wasting a substitution, which is tantamount to openly denying yourself, and denying or even humiliating the player who was substituted and replaced, which makes the other players think, and it can also cause huge dressing room problems after the game......

Lu Ling's fingers flicked twice, she looked away, she looked at the titan and the player who was substituted, it was Real Madrid's young center Pablo Alonso, the two of them staggered. The Titan walked past Nick. Nick patted the Titan on the shoulder with his hand, but he didn't look at the player he had replaced and replaced. The Titan lowered his head, unresponsive. Real Madrid assistant coach Juan Gonzalez went up and seemed to say a few words of comfort......

She had always known that Nick was a leader, charismatic and courageous, but he still surprised her.

Suddenly, Nick turned his face to her. There was no expression on his face, and she thought she would be too. Their gazes met briefly, turning away almost at the same time.

Lu Ling didn't look in that direction anymore, and the English man in the ballad ran towards her.

In the midst of all the voices in the sky, they embraced. At that moment, it was as if the whole Camp Nou, the whole Barcelona, the whole world was waiting for this hug.

After this hug, Camp Nompuri could only hear:

She played a game with a Spanish man

She played a game with a Spanish man

But she fell in love with an English man

But she fell in love with an English man

****

10:30 p.m. The game lasted 86 minutes.

For the first time in the game, QPR took the lead. Nicholas looked at his watch, he didn't have much time left, less than ten minutes including stoppage time.

Alonso is a centre-forward from Real Madrid's academy, not yet 19 years old and 186 tall. When he comes on the pitch, he will go straight to the front of the formation. Behind him were the three attackers who started tonight, Gabriel Jesus, Vi/Nicius and Kylian Mbappe, with Asensio playing at nominal right-back and in fact as a winger. Zixiang also reached the high position on the left side at the same time. Since Pierre is also often involved in the attack, there are only three real backfield players in Real Madrid except for the goalkeeper.

The game resumes.

The 100,000 people in the stadium and countless fans in front of the TV knew that this was the last battle between Real Madrid and Nick Flores.

The QPR retracted as a whole. But Nicholas knows what kind of man their manager is. Their retraction was orderly, not in two flat lines, but still in layers. That is, to maintain the possibility of counterattack. If they fight back again, the last bit of suspense of the game may disappear. And that was the end of his night.

In the stands on the other side, QPR fans also began to throw trophy models into the air, and at the same time sang battle songs loudly, the sound rumbled, one after another.

The trophy is yours

Is the trophy yours?

The trophy is YOOOOURS

Is that trophy yours?

20，000 Spanish losers

20,000 Spanish waste

ARE YOU FUCKING SURE

Are you fucking sure?

Real Madrid continued to possess the ball and Real Madrid continued to attack. QPR keeps clearing the ball. At the moment they haven't kicked the ball in the right place, so the counter-attack hasn't been able to play yet.

Nicholas stood on the sideline and did not move. 89 minutes. He watched the players in black jerseys on the field and continued to surround the opponent's position.

And it’s Queens Park Rangers，

This is the Queens Park Rangers,

Queens Park Rangers FC，

Queens Park Rangers Club,

We are the finest football team

We are the best team

the world has ever seen!

The whole world has never seen it before!

Nicholas looked at his watch again, and at the same time, the fourth official next to him held up the stoppage time sign. There will be four minutes of stoppage time. Real Madrid have only four minutes left.

Can we play you every week!

Can we kick you guys every week

Can we play you， can we play you every week!

Can we, can we kick you every week

Real Madrid's frantic attacks for several minutes in a row caused a bit of chaos at the back of the QPR. Piercing through the victory anthem of the QPR fans, Nicholas also heard the shouts of the girl he was ten meters away.

Zixiang's cross on the field whistled towards the penalty area, was cleared by David Luiz, and then Jesus completed a long-range shot from outside the box -

The ball was bounced back by Ian Parker with his body.

Christine’s blue and white army!

Christine's Blue and White Army!

Christine’s blue and white army!!

Christine's Blue and White Army!!

Pierre immediately pressed to get the second point, he moved the ball to the right, Asensio and Mbappe made a switch, and then the Frenchman barely crossed again, and the jumping Alonso hit the ball this time, but it was not solid, and the ball flew to the other side and was saved by Zixiang.

QUEEN’S BLUE AND WHITE ARMY!

The Queen's Blue and White Legion!

QUEEN’S BLUE AND WHITE ARMY!!

The Queen's Blue and White Legion!!

The ball fell down the middle again, this time from the middle, and after a quick link between Vi/Nisius and Gabriel Jesus, the former was impatient to shoot again. The ball was blocked by QPR centre-back Glenn Mitchell.

Oh, the wrong choice. Nicholas bowed his head and crushed the turf with the soles of his leather shoes. The night is coming to an end. He looked up and continued to look at the field.

This time, the ball fell to the feet of Benjamin Hamilton.

Benjamin went back to Captain Ian.

Ian gives a straight ball, and the ball flies straight to the feet of Phil in front.

Phil half-turned and played the ball to Patrick on the right, and Genk De Graf on the left also activated.

QPR's three attackers, along with Benjamin, ran to Real Madrid's backfield.

Antonio Rojas pulled down the QPR striker at the moment when Phil was about to get off the ground. But Kakir didn't blow to stop, he gave the QPR attacker an advantage, signaling to continue.

Patrick went straight to the middle from the right. He was too threatening, and Van der Berg pounced on him with Rojas, with Raphael Varane watching over Genk.

But Benjamin Hamilton was let go.

The night is really coming to an end...... Nicholas looked in that direction.

Patrick tucked the ball out perfectly from the gap between the two men. Genk De Graaf receives the ball and rushes straight into the box. By this time, Benjamin had rushed to the vicinity of the penalty line.

Faced with a desperate one-and-two situation, Varane chose to take the risk of tackling the Dutchman.

Benjamin beckoned in the empty no-man's land in the box. At this time, Phil Beasley, who had been pulled down earlier, also rushed to the penalty area.

Henk was about to lift his foot when Varane slid over in a desperate way.

Even people take the ball and tackle together.

More than 100,000 pairs of eyes at Camp Nou were on referee Kakir.

Kakiel looked at the baseline referee, who shook his head. No penalty awarded!

All the QPR players raised their arms in disbelief, and Genk rolled over from the ground, yelling at the referee, but Kakir had already run away. Phil shouted to the referee as he returned to the defense.

In the same stand, the QPR fans, who had already stood up to meet the winning goal, roared angrily and threw down all sorts of things, and the stadium's security and police immediately closed on this side to prevent the situation from changing.

Nicholas heard the QPR coach and assistant coach cursing together, and they may have rushed to the fourth official, but that's not what he cares about right now.

The Real Madrid coach shouted the name of Pablo Alonso, the centre-forward he had just replaced, with the loudest voice he could make. "Pablo, go to the right, go to the right!" he shouted as he gestured with his hand, and the whole person was about to cross the sideline and rush into the field.

Alonso didn't hear it, but Jesus did, shouted and gestured to his team-mates.

At the other end of the pitch, goalkeeper Diaz had picked up the ball and then threw it to Pierre near the centre circle.

Nicholas's shouting continued, ignoring the fourth officer, who was already walking briskly towards him, still shouting, "Gabriel, Gabriel!" He turned to Pierre, who was holding the ball, and shouted "Right, right!"

Pierre made a long pass. The ball was rushed but he followed the last minute instructions he received before his foot and the Dutch midfielder hoisted the ball to the right.

94 minutes, it was already the last minute of the Champions League final.

Real Madrid have seven players up front at the moment, with six players not far from the QPR penalty area.

Alonso, who was first instructed, has moved between David Luiz and Marcelo. Luis and Alonso jumped together.

The ball landed in this area. Nicholas stared at the trajectory of the ball as he was stopped by the fourth officer with his arm back to the technical area.

This jump......

Luis doesn't seem to be jumping as high as he used to!

It was only a split second, and that corner of the court was the farthest point from Nicholas that he couldn't see, and there was a fourth official to obscure it.

When he used his hand to block the body of the fourth official......

The young Real Madrid substitute centre-forward managed to win the ball!

The ball fell to the right and Marcelo was cut straight past Mbappe without the protection of Genk De Graaf. In the flash of light, the Frenchman sent in a cross. His whole body almost flung off the line and sent the ball into the box with his right foot with all his might.

Glenn Mitchell and Ian Parker rushed to the landing point together, but it was Real Madrid striker Gabriel Jesus who rushed out first!

The Brazilian leapt over the top and flicked the ball towards goal, Hans Bachmeier blocked it with his body, but the QPR goalkeeper threw himself unbalanced on the goal line.

Gabriel Jesus got up immediately with unimaginable fighting spirit and slammed the ball straight into the goal at close range before Glenn turned to clear the ball -

The ball is in!

3:3！

Nicholas at that moment, the whole figure was injected with some kind of drug, and he ran frantically along the sideline. Behind him, all the players on the Real Madrid bench, as well as the members of the coaching staff, and even the team doctor were in a frenzy like the Real Madrid fans at the scene.

Nicholas wasn't sure if it would have been a fatal mistake to let the Titan play too early, but it must have been the right thing to do to replace the Titan.

He made a fatal mistake when he was in Liverpool, in the early morning after the snow......

But this time, he didn't let it be too late and he still had a chance to win that trophy.

The Real Madrid boss excitedly hugged everyone around him, and when he turned to the direction of the pitch, he noticed that there was a commotion on the pitch.

QPR player Jacob Harding, as well as Phil Beasley, rushed straight at referee Kakir before more QPR players rushed over.

The Real Madrid players, who were still celebrating, also noticed the situation and immediately ran towards the referee.

Rojas was the first Real Madrid player to run past and was immediately involved in a situation where he was besieged by QPR players. The QPR players must have been very unhappy with the penalty given in the three-on-one counterattack just now, first with a tactical foul on Phil who was pulled down by Rojas, and then with a suspected foul on Genk who was brought down by Varane in the box.

If the first foul was given in favor by the referee according to the rules, and it was reasonable not to blow the penalty immediately, then the suspected penalty that followed was clearly the focus of controversy for the QPR players.

In this chaotic situation, Kakir did not forget to give Rojas a yellow card (tactical foul) first. Phil Beasley and Jacob Harding were unrelenting. Phil was on the verge of swallowing Rojas's face. Ian Parker is pulling them apart. The referee also gave yellow cards to Phil and Jacob, in turn.

Nicholas turned his head to see that she was shouting out to the field with all her might, to calm her players.

At this moment, he didn't see what was happening on the field. Wait until Nicholas looks at the field again—

Antonio Rojas fell to the ground with his face covered.

Kakiel pulled out the red card.

The player who was sent off was Jacob Harding of the QPR.

Nicholas looked up, his night was not over.

The night sky after the rain in Barcelona is infested with stars.

It should be extra time, and Real Madrid will be 11 to 10.