On the first day of September, on the shores of Lake Geneva, the wind and the sun were beautiful in Nyon.

Nicholas arrived around eleven o'clock. When he arrived, he had brunch with Barcelona boss Luis Enrique, who was almost with him. During the meal, Enrique referred to the opening game at the new Queen's Park. Naturally, the woman was also mentioned. He was always smiling and maintaining the continuity of his chat.

The meeting will begin at 3 p.m. People are arriving in the hotel one after another. After talking to Ferguson and Arsene Wenger, Nicholas turned around. He looked down at his watch, it was still early.

When he raised his eyes, he saw her. It's been two months since Dundas Castle Library. There was a man standing in front of her, and looking at the back, it should be Jose Mourinho. Over the Portuguese shoulder, she was looking at him as well. The obsidian-like eyes don't blink, they can't see emotions, they can't see the bottom. The corner of her mouth moved on the left side, as if smiling. He felt that the corners of his mouth might have moved, and he had forgotten.

People come and go between the two, and I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's just a second, maybe it's longer than that.

She lowered her eyes suddenly. He turned his head and walked away. They didn't say hello.

When Lu Ling looked up again, Nick was gone, and Jose in front of him was still pouting and talking about the refereeing level of the Premier League. She smiled in agreement.

Jose looked back, smiled slightly, and asked, "Was that Nick just now?"

Her eyebrows moved, noncommittal.

The Portuguese smile became a little eerie, "You're here anyway." Strangely, Nick also told me at first that he didn't want to come, and now, he's coming too. He waited to see how she reacted.

But her reaction was quite different from what the Portuguese had hoped to see.

"Jose......" she exclaimed, her eyes sly, "Pep hasn't come again this year, are you a little lonely?"

The Manchester United manager coughed lightly, not forgetting to observe the young girl in front of him, no wonder Nick liked it so much. He pouted, "Wenger is here." So, I think it's okay. I'm not going to sit next to him this year. ”

At last year's summit, José was said to be ready to sit next to Wenger but was rejected by the French. That's what he's making fun of himself right now. This made Lu Ling laugh, but he didn't laugh himself.

He continued, "You're at the top of the list now. ”

"I pray to stay longer. ”

José laughed, "Every Premier League team wants that when they get to the top, but you know, when it comes to the final round of the league, that position is only one team. ”

"Yes. Lu Ling agreed, then she glanced not far away, and continued, "Sir Alex Ferguson used to be the one who experienced that feeling the most. ”

Over there, the old Scottish red-nosed man was talking and laughing with Arsene Wenger, two who had been rivals. Of course, it's no longer the case. Perhaps, Jose and Pep will have that day too. However, she found it difficult to imagine that scene.

The Grapevine Man also glanced over there and said, "Yes, he used to be." However, now ......"

He didn't finish. Lu Ling knew what he meant, he just wanted to say that he was the one who experienced that feeling the most now. He has four Premier League titles to his name (three for Chelsea and one for Manchester United).

"Good luck to you, Jose. Her tone was not sincere, but rather mocking than provocative.

José, of course, would not fail to hear it. He laughed, Christine and Nick were much more interesting than Pep. Pep would just touch his bald head and say, "Jose is a winner only off the court." But the Portuguese may have forgotten that he and Pep fought alongside Barcelona years ago.

This circle is not big, and it is constantly staging the drama of going against the grain and reuniting after a long absence.

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There were no national team managers – they were all busy with the international break, but most of the biggest names in today's football have arrived, with the exception of Alex Ferguson, Jose Mourinho, Arsene Wenger, Enrique, Zinedine Zidane, Carlo Ancelotti, Allegri, Jurgen Klopp and others, as well as some younger managers.

Pep Guardiola was absent from this year's meeting, and Lu Ling heard from Enrique that the Catalans have been busy lately. The Manchester City manager, who had a lackluster last season, has put more thought into it this season.

The UEFA Coaching Summit is chaired by Sir Alex Ferguson, as usual, while Arsène Wenger, who recently retired this year, was an advisor to the conference.

The meeting continued to discuss the issue of the refereeing scale in European competitions and whether extra-time in the knockout rounds of the Europa League and Champions League should be cancelled. In addition, Nicolás Flores, as a representative of the young coach, spoke about some of his philosophies for managing the team. Carlo Ancelotti also gave some speeches on tactics.

At about six o'clock, the dinner party begins. It's a great opportunity for coaches to talk to each other once a year.

While talking to Ancelotti, Lu Ling pondered in his heart whether to take tonight's plane back to London or stay in Nyon for one night and go back early tomorrow morning.

The Italian in front of her had a good appetite, and she remembered that this was indeed one of his famous hobbies—food.

So they shifted their conversation from football to food.

Later, Jurgen Klopp and Zinedine Zidane joined in. Germans, French and Italians chatted about the wide variety of sausages and beers in Germany. She laughed so hard that she couldn't even lift her head. Until that voice rang out.

"I find it difficult for me to tell the difference. There is a taste, anyway, that tastes no different. ”

She looked up, and there was a flash of surprise in Nick's eyes, he probably didn't expect her to be there when he came from behind.

The two looked at each other for half a second, and quickly staggered.

The conversation continues around food.

It was crowded with five people standing together. Lu Ling was a little distracted, she found that the champagne in the glass was almost finished, so she said sorry and left the circle.

Later, when she was holding dessert, she ran into Klopp again, and they talked again.

"Oh, please, no more sausages. ”

"Beer?" the Liverpool boss flattened his mouth with a cute expression, "Why did you leave just now?

She didn't know how to say it, she and Klopp were not friends, although they could be regarded as admiring each other, but they had not yet talked intimately about the topic. But who is she close enough to talk to Nick? If she and Pat were still good friends as they were before, instead of the current relationship, maybe it would.

"It's a little embarrassing. Isn't it?" she tilted her head.

"To be honest, this hasn't happened in our industry yet. "People are more or less curious, but they don't want to look too unprofessional." Besides, you know, we're men. We will be careful to hide our gossip mentality. He said and blinked.

She was amused by his words, but still didn't know what to say.

"You don't seem to have spoken all afternoon, and you are even far away when you take a group photo, which must disappoint many people who want to see the excitement. ”

At the end of the group, she was standing on the far left of the last row, and Nick was on the far right of the front row.

Lu Ling stuffed a small piece of cheesecake into her mouth, and the aroma of the biscuit overflowed between her teeth, but the sweetness of the cheese made her feel strangely bitter.

"We're not friends. She said, looking at the brownie on the plate. She suddenly lost interest in desserts.

"You can see it. The German nodded, "I remember last season when you defended him so directly, and that scene at Anfield......"

That's what happened the night before they broke up.

She interrupted him and digressed the subject, "You know that Raiola extorted five million pounds from us this summer. I'm thinking, is there a manager who likes this guy?"

The Germans were half joking and half disdainful, "Then you will give it back?"

When he finished speaking, they laughed together.

It was almost nine o'clock when the dinner ended. Lu Ling decided to stay overnight and leave tomorrow morning.

The crowd gradually dispersed. Finally, when she made her way to the elevator, she was alone, and she looked back and saw Nick again. He had just finished talking to a young coach and was walking this way, when he saw her, he was stunned for a moment.

She turned her head and pressed the elevator again. As he walked up to her, the elevator doors opened. He tilted his head and smiled at her unfamiliarly, making a gesture of please. She said thank you and walked in. But he didn't come in. She figured he was trying to wait for another elevator.

But just as the elevator door was about to close, he suddenly got in. Lu Ling was slightly startled, she moved to the side, and was about to ask him where he went, when he stretched out his hand himself. His hand stopped in mid-air and finally didn't press anything.

They live on the same floor.

She lowered her head and listened to the sound of metal rubbing, each other's breathing. The smell is still familiar in the nose.

He suddenly spoke: "I heard you talking to Luis (Enrique) in Spanish. You've improved a lot in Spanish. ”

She looked up and saw his vague figure on the metal mirror opposite. He was also facing the elevator door.

"Thank you. I have a good teacher. Also, you know we have several Spanish players on our team. ”

He didn't speak again.

The elevator doors opened.

They walked out one after the other.

The hallway was extremely quiet. The carpet was so thick that you couldn't even hear the footsteps.

He stopped, "I've arrived." ”

"Good night, Nick. ”

Lu Ling walked forward, and suddenly his deep voice came from behind him:

"Don't knock on my door at night, or I won't let you out." ”

Time and space seemed to rotate at this moment. She paused and turned her head. He stood there, motionless.

She pursed her lips, her brow furrowed slightly.

He looked at her, thinking that the wind was blowing on Lake Geneva.

Then he showed his usual charming smile, "Oh, are you serious? It's a joke." Seeing her look of surprise, he finally said goodnight and closed the door. 166 Reading Network