Lu Ling was brushing his teeth when he received Patrick's call. "Good morning, Pat. She spit out the toothpaste foam in her mouth.

"Good morning. I'm downstairs. "The boy's voice is a bit pretendedly mature, and the accent is a bit earthy East London. "Ten minutes should be enough, right?"

"Almost. Hey, kid, how many times have I told you, don't talk to me in that tone, I'm your coach. Lu Ling crooked his neck and clamped the phone so that he could turn on the faucet in the shower.

"Christine, if you don't want to walk to work, don't waste time. The boy sitting in the second-hand Ford hung up the phone.

Patrick-Amber had just celebrated his eighteenth birthday at the beginning of the year, and the car was bought shortly thereafter. With his current weekly salary, he can only afford this kind of car. Since he bought a car, he often came over to take Lu Ling on training days to the Harrington training base together.

His car was parked opposite Lu Ling's house, and there was a convenience store across the street. Lu Ling's bachelor apartment is located in the attic of this convenience store. Patrick got out of the car, it was raining a lot, but luckily he was wearing a hooded coat.

The owner, Rush, knew Patrick, and he greeted Patrick warmly when he saw him. Patrick chatted with him for a few words, and then someone came to the store. As if he were on the verge of amnesty, he turned around and took a newspaper and read it. Turn to the last edition. Sure enough, the news of the change of coach was reported. He stared at the man in the newspaper and, objectively speaking, he had a handsome face.

Patrick had just put down the newspaper when he heard a female voice behind him. Like him, she also has an East London accent, and usually speaks quickly.

"Have you reported it all?"

Patrick turned his head. Women also wore a hooded sweatshirt with no zippers. The baggy sweatpants were also gray, and the short ear-length hair was still dripping wet. The pointed nose is a little red, probably because he has just taken a shower. He pursed his lower lip and nodded, "Well, it seems like an interesting guy." ”

Funny guys? Nasty guys. Lu Ling picked up the newspaper that the boy had just put down, only glanced at it, and said in surprise, "You actually gave such a large page!"

"It's kind of weird. Patrick pulled the newspaper from Lu Ling's hand, "Don't read it, we should go." ”

"Oh yes, where is your car parked?" Lu Ling said as he glanced at it twice before putting the newspaper down.

Patrick pointed across the road, and said coldly, "Why are you so slow? Pulled twice?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ling had already punched him in the arm, "Oh, shut up, you little bastard!"

Patrick stifled a smile and rubbed his deltoid muscles, and Christine was not light.

Lu Ling got into the car, and the young man next to him, as usual, smeared some hairspray on his short pale blonde hair. But it's a little messy, it looks more like I'm too lazy to comb my hair, and I grabbed it a few times. The young handsome face has a few small pimples, and the beard is not very clean. It's really a typical British young man.

They've known each other for almost eleven years. She suddenly wanted to pinch his face, just like when she was a child.

The boy dodged as fast as he could, as if he knew she was going to do this, and then he started the car and complained, "Christine, I'm not seven years old. ”

"It's like I'm trying to pinch it too much. Lu Ling shrugged his shoulders and looked out the window, there was a lot of wind and rain outside the window.

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When Lu Ling gasped and ran into the conference room, almost everyone was there, including the new coach of the team, who was last night's annoying Mr.

Nicolás Flores has put on a suit emblazoned with the team's crest and a cleanly shaved beard. He glanced blankly at the late employee.

Lu Ling felt that he should have read a trace of disgust. The next time I saw this person, it was on such a formal occasion, and she was so wolf, which was not pleasant.

Twenty or thirty people in the conference room were all staring at her, and after a few seconds, she sneered at Nicholas, "Hey, welcome to Harrington!"

Then Lu Ling heard some laughter, it was really embarrassing.

Nicholas pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and did not speak, but just motioned with his eyes for her to hurry up and take a seat.

Lu Ling sat down next to Tom, the coach of the reserve team. Tom is in his early fifties, extremely kind, and although he is already bald, he can still reach the shadow of the handsome man he was when he was young. Like many coaches, he was a player when he was younger, and after retiring from football, he chose to coach as a coach.

As soon as Old Tom opened his mouth to speak, Lu Ling knew that he was definitely one of the people who had just laughed. "Welcome to Harrington? Oh, Christine, you must be the first person to say that to him, and you really know how to impress your boss. He laughed, and his nose made a sound when he laughed. Lu Ling often thinks that it is a terrible thing for British men to enter middle age.

"Please stop teasing me, Mr. Jones. I don't know what I was thinking. Lu Ling whispered. When she raised her eyes again, Nicholas was staring at her, and she suddenly had the illusion that the professor was lecturing on the stage while she was studying, and she was caught doing something else below.

He looked back as she looked away.

Then she heard him say:

"Good morning, everybody, I'm Nicolás Flores Garcia and I'm going to work with you from today until the team fires me, or I resign. As he spoke, there was laughter again.

Unaware, Nicholas continued, "Alright, let's get started. He motioned for the person sitting by the window to close the curtains. The conference room went dark, and a table appeared on the projector.

This is a form that everyone is all too familiar with. This is the second page of the Championship table this season.

24 teams in the Championship, 46 rounds in one season. After 14 rounds, QPR is ranked 13th with three wins, five draws and six losses, accumulating 14 points.

"With this result, we are nine points away from finishing sixth in the promotion play-offs. After suffering a series of draws, the team has suffered three consecutive defeats recently, and morale is very low. But!" Nicholas said this, pausing and smiling lightly, his deep eyes full of conceit, "I want to say that I am here to lead you to the next level, and this is the only reason I am here. ”

Lu Ling looked at him, and then looked around, compared to most of the coaches present, he was so young.

The conference room was bright again, and Lu Ling was still reflecting on Nicholas's words. The next second, Tom whispered in her ear, "He's got a pretty face, doesn't he? and an arrogant personality, and I bet he's going to be the new darling of the English press." ”

Although Tom's words were a little marginal, Lu Ling thought of the newspaper he had read in the morning, and it was indeed as Tom said.

After that, the meeting proceeded as usual. The assistant coach and the first-team coach reported on recent training sessions and the team's past tactics. and tomorrow's opponents, Derbyshire. Nicholas actually asked about the current situation of the reserves, and old Tom answered them one by one. As for the starting line-up, Nicholas doesn't seem to have the intention of giving it right now, and he needs to make a decision based on today's training session.

When the meeting ended, Lu Ling was about to get up after finishing the text, but Nicholas stopped her, "Christine, you stay." ”

Old Tom glanced sympathetically at his assistant and whispered, "Good luck!"

Lu Ling frowned, looking at the new head coach with a puzzled expression, he wouldn't fire her for yesterday's incident, right? Could it be that he is not only narcissistic and conceited, but also a stingy person?

Seeing her sit still, he beckoned to her and motioned for her to come over. Lu Ling reluctantly walked over.

"The first thing you need to know about me is that I don't really like people who are late. ”

Again, a condescending tone. Is it because of this?

"My explanation for this is that I wasn't late, even a minute early. Of course, I'll be a little bit earlier next time. ”

Nicholas hesitated, but nodded, as if he had no intention of pursuing the matter further. He bent over, Lu Ling tilted his body to look, and he took out something from under the table.

"My notebook. She couldn't believe she had left something so important in the tavern. "Thank you very much for picking it up, can you give it back to me? ”

"And the second thing you need to know about me is that I don't really like careless employees. ”

Lu Ling seemed to have not heard it, and emphasized, "Sir, my notebook!"

Nicholas looked at her for two seconds, her gaze stubborn, not in the slightest hint of backing down. He handed the notebook over, but held it and didn't let go. Lu Ling tugged for a moment, but didn't move.

"I only read the page you turned. I have to say, you're smarter than you seem. The man let go.

"Should I take this as a compliment?" Lu Ling asked sarcastically as he looked at his arrogant face.

"Of course. Nicholas glanced at her, as if he thought she had asked a stupid question, and he looked at his watch again, "Training session is about to begin, tell Sù Patrick Amber, he's training with the first team today." ”