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"You've been playing really well lately, Patrick, I'm glad to see that, and also, I'm happy to see you're fully recovered. It's a shame that we haven't worked together so far. ”

"Thank you, Jose, I'm sorry too, and also, your team played beautifully. ”

"Oh, I didn't expect you to see A, thank you too, so let's get back to it. ”

"You're welcome, we'll talk later. ”

In the tunnel of the players, Patrick moved his neck a few times after greeting the PSG coach, and looked straight ahead. He saw and heard the Portuguese greet the rest of his team-mates again.

José is a well-known figure in football, a maverick in his actions and words, and a charismatic person in his own right. Patrick thought. Nicolás is younger than the Portuguese and the number of trophies is certainly not comparable to Jose's, but it may only be a matter of time before he surpasses him. In the national derby, although Nicolas and Guardiola were only courteous, he was also amiable to the Barcelona players in the players' tunnel, and on the sidelines, he often made moves that made Real Madrid fans feel high. As for the aftermath, he was always decent and cunning in his words, regardless of the outcome of the match.

The QPR boss also came out of the dressing room. Phil shouted twice in high spirits, "Boss, boss." Actually, the idiot just said hello, and the PSG players turned back with his voice, presumably they thought he was going to say something. Patrick didn't look back. But then he also heard her greeting and even laughing with the PSG players and coaches.

There was a little tickling sensation in his palms, and he hung his head, and the little caddy was pinching his hand to play. When he met his gaze, the little caddy mischievously winked his eyebrows and stuck out his tongue at him. Patrick didn't laugh either. A look of confusion and fear appeared on the caddy's face, but the superstar suddenly laughed and stuck out his tongue at him. The little caddy knew he was teasing him.

At the exit of the players' tunnel, the referee moved.

At the new Queen's Park stadium, Paris Saint-Germain, wearing the yellow away kit, and QPR, who were in blue and white, lined up to enter the stadium.

Patrick almost forgot the red card. When Jose Mourinho was still the manager of Manchester United, when he was still wearing the blue and white number 7 shirt, when Tina was with Nicolas for the first time. A lot happened after the game, Nicholas kissed her and was seen by him, and Nicholas punched him because he had kissed her before.

He was nineteen years old...... It's a little bastard. He knew it wasn't right, he shouldn't have kissed her. But he has no regrets.

Now twenty-three, wearing the number 18 shirt, he is back at the new Queen's Park, with an extra tattoo of a playing card on his left arm, the one the PSG coach joked about at his pre-match press conference. He doesn't have to worry about a war of words, Tina will never lose. And the words of the Portuguese will not easily sway his emotions. He wasn't the boy who could provoke Herrera with a word and then get a red card. Not only does he know it, but everyone can probably see it.

As he shook hands, Patrick paid special attention to the extremely muscular Brazilian, who was wearing an olive complexion of number 11. This is PSG's big investment this summer.

Nineteen-year-old Eddie Vardo is nearly 190 tall and weighs nearly 90kg. It is indeed the type Mourinho likes. Thinking of this, Patrick smiled softly. The Brazilians had a lot of energy, and Patrick returned with the same force. The handshake is quick, and the next one is coming soon. But Patrick was still thinking that he was different from Gabriel, and that Gabie was so cute. However, Brazil is full of talent.

Prior to joining PSG, Eddy Vardo left an almost unbeatable goal record for Corinthians in Brazil, scoring 62 goals in 41 appearances. And this season in Ligue 1, he also scored 6 goals in 5 appearances.

Patrick thought, it's not bad, but it's not good enough, a nineteen-year-old boy.

****

The moment Patrick fell to the ground, Lu Ling's face looked like the sky above a tornado. She put her hands in her pants pockets and stared in that direction, motionless, not even blinking her eyes. It wasn't until Alice waved her hand at her from afar that she relaxed a little, but it still didn't show up in her facial expression. She just let go of the fist in her pocket.

The two team medics helped Patrick to the sidelines, then walked along the sideline to the manager.

"Hamstring strain. Not serious. Alice said quickly and succinctly, "But this game must not be played." ”

Lu Ling then looked at the player. He looked at her and said in a sure tone, "I'm fine. After that, he paused, "I'll do what the team doctor asks." She continued to look at him for half a second and nodded.

Patrick was on the bench and Thorin came on.

Lu Ling looked at the time, the 11th minute. There will always be times when you are forced to make a substitution. Her face was still gloomy. Her team will be missing a very important player for the upcoming games, and she doesn't know how long Pat will be injured until a full check-up is done.

It was a minor collision that was triggered by Parisian midfielders Renato Sanchez and Patrick's leg lift after they were fighting for the ball.

Three minutes after Patrick's departure, Eddy Valdo's right foot blasted the ball into the net. The explosive Brazilian man ran past Benjamin and John's defense zone and completed a powerful shot at the moment when Mensah came up to block.

At the new Queen's Park Stadium, the QPR is down 0:1.

Lu Ling looked at the field, and the body language of the players showed that they had not yet recovered. I don't know if it was because I didn't recover from the goal we conceded, or if I didn't recover from Pyter's injury.

That's what she feared most.

From the moment he returned to score a hat-trick against Everton, Pate has been in high form. He has scored nine goals and provided three assists in five appearances. The goal against Napoli after beating three opponents and his second goal against Leicester after beating a defender with a bulltail dribble were masterpieces of masterpieces. She noticed the way his teammates looked at him, and she noticed the trust, almost adoring, that rise in the locker room.

Patrick Amber is one such player. The words "superstar" and "genius" are no longer enough to describe the shock he has brought to other players. In every training session, in every game, the shock continues. Even the players who have played with him in the past are still impressed by the magic that came out of his feet.

He was like a god in the locker room.

And that brings slackness, as well as vulnerability.

She's no longer afraid of being called QPR's team, fuck it, whatever you want, but she's worried that other players are relying on him too much.

Perhaps, Hans, Ian will not waver, maybe Benjamin will not lose his cool. Even, Phil would think that Pat's departure was a good opportunity for him to play as a superhero......

But she didn't dare to guarantee that, not to mention, what about the remaining 7 people?

PSG have a very strong squad, they are full of power and are the strong and ferocious team that the Portuguese love. They have scored at our field.

Jose Mourinho, on the other hand, is in a good mood. They're leading away. Moreover, there is no manager who would not be happy to see such a player missing from the opposing squad. Of course, of course, it would be too much to say that it was gloating.

****

Benjamin Hamilton has always known what he can and can't do.

He knew that he couldn't score the ball with explosive power with multiple people like Genk, he also knew that he couldn't have the physical strength of Jacob no matter how much he practiced, and he knew that he couldn't do all kinds of difficult moves like Leon, or use his body to bully his opponent and roll on the ground like Phil.

It's even less likely to be like Patrick Amber.

However, Benjamin still knows how to play.

He knows how to steer the best situation with one-kick passes, and how to trick opponents into misjudgment through physical feints and changes in pace. He only needs to look at it to imprint the position of all the players on the field in his mind and automatically imagine the changes that may occur in the next second. He can see the space, in the middle or on the wing, obvious or not, and he can see the intention, team-mate or opponent, his own manager or the opposing manager.

He knew that the opposing team was strong and broke through his own zone to score. But he didn't panic. In fact, he saw that PSG was playing in a haphazard manner.

Diagonally to the left, the red-haired player fifteen yards away from him — who had just been further back but had been rushing towards the empty space a second later — Benjamin knew the captain was thinking the same thing.

At first glance, the Scotsman may seem more resolute and brave than clever and cunning, but in fact, in the first training session with him, Benjamin spotted Ian Parker's insight and thinking**.

Best of all, he fits Ian's thinking perfectly.

At the moment, Benjamin's leg muscles felt solid, every turn, every movement, the flexibility and steadiness of the joints that he had never experienced before, and it was Julian's training plan that came into play, and after 30 minutes of the game, when the first fatigue period arrived, he was still moving freely and his brain was clear. He likes it.

But he has long been aware of the unusual mood of many of his teammates, as well as the negative impact of Patrick's injury.

Henk was a little impatient. Benjamin knows that the Dutchman has recently fallen in love with his new partner, Patrick. The two will be free to switch positions, but everything will be based on Patrick's move. Patrick's skill with his feet, his ability to magically open gaps, his ability to deliver passes from any angle will undoubtedly swoon every winger or striker in this world.

And now, after Thorin replaced Patrick, he is more in contact with Leon, who likes to work together in small areas.

PSG has a back five formation at the new Queen's Park, which can be said to be very stretched. The QPR offense appears to be somewhat disorganized. León's form wasn't high today, and Phil seemed so excited that he made several wrong choices and received a yellow card.

But still, the problem with PSG exists. They retreated too deep at the back, and the midfielders tended to press forward, and Ian just noticed the gap between the two lines and ran forward.

Benjamin didn't give the ball over and saw that PSG's midfielder Rabiot was striding back after Ian to block the void. All, Benjamin changed his mind and chose to walk sideways with the ball himself, taking advantage of Ian's running to pull Rabiot away and cut straight into the center circle.

Rabiot hesitated. Bakayoko, who was next to him, was also a little troubled for a while. The pace of the two Parisian midfielders has stalled a bit.

Benjamin's through ball was sent out at that moment, passing between the two opponents. The ball was given to León in front of him, and it was to the Uruguayan right foot, which was as convenient as possible for him to receive the ball – and Benjamin knew that León would need to take special care of the mediocre León today to help him improve his footfeel.

Leon's escape was made immediately. Immediately, he picked and passed to Henk, who was inserted to the right, and almost formed a single knife.

Genk immediately lifted his foot to shoot, but the ball was blocked by Paris goalkeeper Areola with his foot. There was a lot of power and the ball flew out of the box.

Ian and Benjamin had switched positions back by then, with the Scot moving back to protect and Benjamin riding the momentum.

Our attack was chaotic, yes, but the opposition defence was still too deep. At this moment, the midfield line has almost retreated into the penalty area. Whether it is Genk, Leon or Phil, even if they are fighting on their own, they can still rely on their excellent strength to suppress the Parisian defence. What's more, Benjamin knows that Mourinho is a conservative coach, especially when leading by one goal and playing away from home.

That means the outer space.

The ball fell from above, and Benjamin adjusted his pace and began to swing his legs, ready to shoot directly without stopping the ball. It is about twenty-five meters from the goal.

Rabiot blocked up at a surprisingly fast pace, and the Frenchman had long legs and a large blockade.

The QPR fans in the stadium were shouting "Shoot!" (Shoot!) Benjamin has always hated the habit of British fans, and whenever they feel they have a chance to shoot from distance, they will inevitably encourage players to shoot loudly in the stands, and even cause confusion in player selection.

But that's not Benjamin. He was awake, and his now stronger heart and lungs gave his brain plenty of oxygen. And he was never swayed by these surroundings.

The ball falls down and is fast.

As soon as the ball bounced up, but it wasn't completely off the ground, he pressed down on the boot so that the ball touched the arch of his foot and squeezed the ground at the same time, forming a straight line close to the ground, but it wasn't a shot.

It was an extremely fast pass. Passed between Rabiot's legs.

Benjamin pressed the ball in front of him as it bounced off and formed a precise and fast straight low pass. The direction is León.

The Uruguayan was already active after the previous catch, he paused the ball with his left foot and immediately followed the volley with his right foot!

Areola had just had time to get up and reach out when the ball flew into the net. The score became 1:1.

Leon is indeed annoying to Benjamin, but he will never give Benjamin a face on the field, let alone be indifferent after this person has sent him a wonderful pass. That's obviously stupid.

The Uruguayan used to hug the Englishman who assisted, and it was brief, neither the relationship between the two nor the situation on the pitch would make them celebrate wildly.

As soon as the half-time whistle sounded, Lu Ling walked directly to the passage. She thinks back to that goal and it was brilliant. Ben's assist is a masterpiece, a ball that falls from the sky, directly presses and delivers a precise ground pass, such a move is still done lightly under the pressure of the opponent, and it is impossible not to applaud. And in terms of offensive planning, he and Ian are also very well coordinated.

But the second half was still grim. The team looked encouraged but still showed some confusion.

Heading into the second half, QPR played more patiently.

That's what the manager is asking for. Despite Paris' deep retreat, the impact of the strong players up front, especially the in-form Edvardo, and Lukaku's physique, made the manager reluctant to let the team continue to attack. It is necessary to wait for the opportunity.

Ben hasn't had any major fitness problems so far. But Lu Ling didn't intend to let him play the whole game. Mourinho has taken note of this and started to pull Edvaldo to the side to attack Benjamin.

The clock was ticking and the second half was a very close match. QPR dominated 70 per cent of the possession, but had just four shots on both sides combined.

It's been 75 minutes. Jacob, who had warmed up, was ready to play. Lu Ling dragged him on the sidelines and covered his mouth and said, "Jake, try to pass the ball to Ian as much as possible after you go up, and don't plug it in so often." Jacob nodded incessantly.

At this moment, Phil, who has not had much chance to get the ball so far, suddenly retreated very deep to ask for the ball, and Benjamin hesitated and gave it to him. But after Phil got the ball, he wanted to turn around and break straight forward. Breaking through from this position is by no means Phil's strong point.

Leon was a little lazy in his run, and Thorin and Genk didn't run in time to pick them up. By this time, her players seemed to accept a 1-1 scoreline...... This thought flashed through Lu Ling's mind.

Phil barely made a push and the ball was immediately poked away by Bakayoko. Benjamin followed up to protect the second point.

However, Benjamin also made a dangerous move! instead of giving the ball to Ian next to him, he chose to take it forward himself.

In less than a second, Lu Ling suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

She realized what Benjamin wanted to do.

Although Phil made a mistake, the midfield line of Paris was also driven and disrupted.

As long as Benjamin dribbles forward with the ball, it will be a situation that will break the balance of the game and form a great offensive situation. In the absence of Patrick and the determination of Paris to defend it, this is an extremely rare opportunity.

Benjamin in the first half could probably do it......

But Lu Ling had already seen that he wanted to shake Rabiot's movements, and he was a little sluggish.

His fitness dragged him down again.

Although the dribble was successful, Rabiot's defense still made Benjamin's movements unbalanced. Brazilian Eddy Vardo struck from behind, slammed Benjamin directly into the ground with his shoulder, snatched the ball away, and distributed it to Draxler next to him.

At this moment, the audience at the new Queen's Park erupted in angry scolding. The referee was indifferent.

The German took two steps and immediately sent the ball over the top. Lukaku rushes towards the QPR penalty area!

Mensah's reaction was a step slower, and he seemed to exert too much force at the moment of turning and chasing back, and suddenly fell. Lukaku, meanwhile, swept past the Dutchman, his muscular frame keeping Glenn at bay.

The Belgian centre-forward smashed the ball into the door behind Hans, too hard to stop.

In the process, the angry scolding of the new Queen's Park has turned into boos. For Mensah was still on the ground.

Fans and even players on the pitch sometimes naively hope that the referee will stop the game when one of them goes down and when they are being attacked. Yes, sometimes that happens, and there's a good chance that the whistle will stop a great attack. But the referee will never make such a decision lightly, it would be unfair to the attacking team.

Lu Ling paced back and forth, looking at Mensa who had fallen to the ground, and the medical team had already rushed into the field after PSG's goal. She also didn't have time to think about whether Eddy Vardo had committed a foul before the goal was scored, because the fucking goal had gone in and her players were in pain now.

A minute later, a stretcher entered the field.

Lu Ling shook his arm several times and scolded fiercely! This game, no, it's not this fucking game, this game is just a result of the weird emotions of the past few weeks.

“jt。 She shouted at the bench.

****

"Cruciate ligament, may have torn ......," Scott, the second team doctor, whispered in Lu Ling's ear. Alice had already followed Mensah off the pitch.

Lu Ling angrily pushed open the door of the dressing room, trying to forget the sarcastic face of the Portuguese just now. A seven-game winning streak in all competitions came to an end. 1:2 at home, lost to the strongest opponent in the Champions League group. Maybe it won't affect qualification, but it's still terrible.

Patrick had an ice pack on the back of his thigh, and he limped over, unhelped. "Boss, Timothy's ......"

"It's not good. How are you?"

"I'm fine. Alice and Scott initially thought it was the slightest injury and should have been around for a week. ”

It's not double bad luck. Lu Ling thought. The other players also came back, most of them with their heads down. She glanced coldly at the locker room, there were two people missing, Leon and Benjamin were still being interviewed. She's going to go to the post-match press conference first and then come back to teach them a lesson. 166 Reading Network