13.Chapter 13

With ten minutes remaining, Reading led the entire first half before being scored twice by QPR in the second half.

Reading boss McDermott jumped to his feet in anger and Reading's players were frustrated. Rationally speaking, the more this is the case, the easier it is to lead a vicious circle, but after all, the players are human beings, not machines, and it is inevitable that this situation will be psychologically fragile.

The QPR is still threatening the gates of Reading. Reading's goalkeeper Habsi was depressed and nervous, but he couldn't be poured anymore, and he kept this sentence in his head over and over again.

Reading's left-back Jordan Obita's psychological defence has been broken down by Patrick, and no matter how hard he tries to defend, he can't stop him. The eighteen-year-old boy humiliated him again and again on the side.

It would be nice to kick him hard and let him know how good I am, Jordan thought desperately. He was thinking about it when Patrick appeared in front of him with the ball. He hurriedly went to get close, trying to snap him out of the sideline, and poked his foot a few times from time to time. He was hesitating to kick his shin when the boy spun around quickly, the ball seemed to grow under his feet, and Jordan reacted and he was passed again.

Seeing Patrick Amber burst into the penalty area, Jordan threw his body out in a desperate fit and tackled the ball from behind the moment Patrick got up.

It's a penalty!

Patrick fell to the ground holding his calf, his teammates all taking the spot.

But the referee shook his head as he stepped back, and it was clear that he didn't think it was a penalty.

Reading escaped, and goalkeeper Habsi motioned for the QPR players to step back and he was about to kick off. Everyone knows that he is stalling for time.

Yu Zixiang pulled Patrick by the hand, and he stumbled to his feet, shaking his head at the team doctor on the sidelines.

Jordan Obita raised his eyebrows as he ran past him, as if to say I didn't even get a yellow card. Patrick gave him a pitiful look and walked away without response. Jordan was stunned for a moment, then understood what the boy meant, and his face was extremely bad.

The moment Patrick was tackled in the box, Nicholas was overjoyed. It was a 100 per cent penalty, but the referee didn't give it! He kicked the bottle of mineral water at his feet, and then ran to the fourth official on the sideline to negotiate with him.

The fourth officer was expressionless, just shrugging his shoulders constantly, and Nicholas almost wanted to scold.

In the end, QPR was unable to overtake the score.

NicolΓ‘s Flores took just one point from his visit to the Midejeski Stadium. It was his third draw in five games. It's okay to say that there are two wins and two draws in four games, but you can only get nine points in five games, which is not a very good result.

Speaking on television after the game, Nicholas said:

"It was a terrible first half, but we made adjustments in midfield and it worked well. We scored two goals in a row and we could have scored a third, but we were unlucky. Anyone could tell it was a penalty, and if the referee hadn't given it, I could only think he had a problem with his eyesight. ”

At the post-match press conference, the 33-year-old Spaniard once again spoke directly about the referee.

"I'm not complaining, I'm just stating the facts. ”

His face is not good at all, and too many draws are a manager's nightmare.

When it comes to Patrick Amber's equaliser, his face finally softened:

"He's a genius! One day, your English media will go crazy for him!"

It was the first time that a Spaniard had any scruples about publicly praising Patrick and giving such a high rating.

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When Lu Ling heard Nicholas say the referee, he knew that something was going to happen.

Sure enough, on Monday the FA charged Nicolas Flores with inappropriate words and actions regarding the referee. The Spaniard has until Thursday to respond and will likely face at least one suspension as well as a fine.

Before getting off work, Lu Ling asked Nicholas how he was going to respond, and the man said no.

Lu Ling leaned against the door, not surprised at all, since he said that, he must have felt that what he said was right. Besides, it is harder to get him to admit that he was wrong than to make him admit that soccer is not useless.

But Nicholas's suspension means he won't be able to command the team on the spot for the next game, so who will stand on the sidelines in his place?

Lu Ling put his head on the side of the door and said lazily, "Then Mr. Flores, do you know that if you are suspended, I will be pushed to the forefront." ”

Nicholas sat in a swivel chair with his hands folded and his legs on his desk: "Congratulations, the first time you came so soon. The expression on the assistant's face was very interesting, so he added playfully, "Actually, my punishment hasn't come down yet, but do you want it in your heart?"

Lu Ling laughed twice, "Victim mentality." "It's paradoxical, no one wants their manager to be suspended, but for her, it's impossible to say she doesn't expect it.

Nicholas shrugged and caught a glimpse of his assistant holding the bag, as if a little surprised, "Are you leaving so early today?"

"I did what I had to do. I promised Patrick that if he scored, I would treat him to roast chicken, and I had to make good on that promise today. Lu Ling said and looked at his watch, "I'm leaving, I'll see you tomorrow, boss." ”

"Goodbye, Lu Ling. Nicholas said in Chinese.

The assistant who had disappeared at the door suddenly showed a head, "Do you speak Chinese?"

The Spaniard gave her an understated look, "There's a lot you don't know about me. Hurry up, or you'll be late again. After speaking, there was still some disgust on his face.

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Nando-s is one of the few restaurants in the UK that offers good quality and good prices. Not only civilians love it, but many of the biggest stars in the Premier League love to dine at its home.

The chicken wings grilled in their secret spicy sauce are definitely the best chicken wings Lu Ling has ever tasted, and there is no one. Patrick is also a big fan of his family. The two of them were not as busy as they are now, and they often went to a full meal together.

Such a delicious shop is obviously not owned by the British. It originated in Johannesburg, but it's easy to find its chain on the streets of England.

Lu Ling and Patrick made an appointment at a shop in Covent Garden. She didn't drive, and it was expected that it would be difficult to park in the city center at this time, so she took the subway to get there.

As soon as she got off the subway, she called Patrick. Patrick was very noisy, and almost as soon as he heard the voice on the phone, Lu Ling knew that this guy must have brought several people over.

Sure enough, when she arrived at the store, Patrick, Ian, and Zixiang were all there, and there was a beautiful girl, Lu Ling didn't have to guess to know, it was Pat's girlfriend Abby Roberts.

Abby was wearing a close-fitting black nightclub skirt, seven or eight centimeter high heels, bare legs, and a camel-colored coat over it, the same length as the short skirt. A pair of beautiful legs are fully revealed. The blonde curls are coiled high, leaving a little messy bangs on both sides, casual and sexy. A pair of blue eyes looked at her smartly, and when she spoke, she also spoke with an East London accent, "Hey, you must be Christine." ”

Lu Ling hurriedly went up and hugged her, "Oh, you must be Abby." It's such a pleasure to meet you, you're even more beautiful than in the photos!"

"Honey, so are you, you're prettier than on TV!" Abby smiled and winked, "It's all Patter, we should have been introduced to each other a long time ago." ”

Ian looked at the two beautiful girls hugging each other, his eyes were straight, Yu Zixiang glanced at him, and interjected, "If you two can kiss each other, Ian will definitely not be able to sleep tonight." ”

Then Yu Zixiang was slapped on the back of the head by Patrick.

"Pat, if you beat me up like Ian, then we're really not far from the 'three fools'. Yu Zixiang said and rubbed the back of his head.

Lu Ling felt that it was amazing, Ian was obviously a very domineering guy on the field, why did he look like a stupid boy on weekdays? Yu Zixiang's mouth has always been vicious, and Ian is always eaten to death by him. And Pat, on the other hand, is always pretending to be mature. Three children with such a big difference in personality don't know how to have such a good relationship.

Because it was the peak of dining, they laughed and chatted for a while before they got to them. The waiter took them to one of the larger tables in the store and brought them the menu.

Lu Ling propped up his chin, "Everyone, please order as much as you want, I'll pay." "Nando-s's family pays first and then serves.

The three boys asked for a lot of things, and Abby and Lu Ling both asked for chicken wings with fries, and they both thought that their chicken wings were the best. After asking everyone's needs, Lu Ling got up with the menu, and Patrick said that he wanted to go over and wash his hands, and he also stood up together.

Lu Ling bumped into the boy, "Where did you find such a cute girl, is she a model?"

Patrick looked at her with a look on his face, have you forgotten?

Lu Ling thought about it, and he really couldn't remember anything.

"She is my A-level classmate and is now a freshman at Lunyi. I ran into it again when I went to a nightclub last month. I told you. ”

"Oh, I remember. In fact, Lu Ling was still not impressed.

Patrick saw that her voice was raised, and the traces of lying were too obvious.

"Liar. You didn't even remember. Never mind. Patrick said as he walked around to the sink. During this time, one or two people seemed to recognise the newly popular Championship youngster and smiled at him. English fans are generally polite and don't bother too much with the players' private spaces. Lu Ling also smiled back when he saw this little ghost.

When Trick went back, he didn't know what Yu Zixiang said, and Abby laughed exaggeratedly. He listened a few more words, and it turned out that Abby had told Ian about the date.

"Zixiang, don't keep talking about Ian, aren't you also single?" Lu Ling said as he sat down after buying the bill.

Yu Zixiang glanced at the assistant coach, "Hey, coach, do you really think I need help?"

Lu Ling looked at him, Yu Zixiang was a handsome guy, with a good figure and a great sense of humor, and he really didn't look like he was missing a date.

Soon, the waiter brought the food everyone ordered. Even though it's a busy hour, it's still very efficient.

While eating, Yu Zixiang remembered something again, turned his head and asked Lu Ling, "Coach, can I arrange a date for you?"

Lu Ling was spicy by the chicken wings, so he drank Coke, "Let's hear it." ”

"It's my brother's friend. 31 years old, Chinese, also a football fan, said to be a Chelsea season ticket holder, you definitely have a common language. It seems to be good, his name is Leo, he works in the city, a stockbroker, how is it?, are you interested?" Yu Zixiang said quickly in a long list, like a salesman.

Lu Ling's eyes widened, "Zixiang, you look at me, do you really think I am like a person who is dating this kind of person?"

Abby said as she munched on her fries, "This Leo, although the work is a bit boring, it sounds like a smart guy, Christine, you go and try it." Anyway, it's just a date, and if you don't like it, don't contact again. Pat, what do you say?"

Patrick was a very spicy eater in the British, and he kept adding hot sauce to his half of the chicken.

"Oh, Chelsea fans?" said Patrick, in an uplifted tone. Non-Chelsea fans in England generally like to make fun of a team that has only risen to the status of a giant in recent years, with a somewhat sour grape mentality. Abby winked at him, and he reluctantly said, "Go and see, there's nothing to lose." How long has it been since you've been on a date?"

Lu Ling thought about it, so he agreed, but told Zixiang that this month was too busy, and it would be better to arrange it for next month.

The topic then jumped to football. In the last game, Patrick's maiden goal was beautiful, but unfortunately he didn't win the game. Playing Burnley at the top of the table in the next game, and Nicholas could be suspended, is not good news for QPR.

When she was about to finish eating, Abby said she wanted to take a photo and put it on Instagram. Several young people huddled together, Abby and Patrick embraced, next to Patrick was Yu Zixiang, followed by Ian and Lu Ling. The five of them were smiling brightly. The youngest of them was eighteen years old, and the oldest was only twenty-six.

Abby's text is: withmywonderfulfriends, loveuguys, xoxo (with my friends, love you, Momoda)

After sending it, she put away her phone and happily said to her boyfriend, "Hey, Pat, do you know, your followers have increased by thousands recently, and there are more people who follow me." I bet this one has at least five hundred likes!"