champion godfather

Chapter 43 Chinese Teachers

The melodious bell rang in the ancient campus, and the quiet campus just now suddenly became lively, and crowds poured out of the buildings, full of vitality everywhere.

Yang Yan was packing her textbooks with her head down, when her friends ran over: "Yang Yan, there's no class anyway, let's go shopping in Victoria!"

Yang Yan smiled and shook her head: "Not today, Professor Scherer asked me to go to his office."

"Huh?" All the friends were very disappointed.

Liu Wei picked up the football from under his desk, and put it on his head to scare Yang Yan: "Be careful, I heard that old man Scherer likes to give excuses and call young and beautiful female students to his office to molest... oh yeah !"

He was pushed out by Ali.

Yang Yan smiled and said, "Do you think everyone else has the same dirty thinking as you, Liu Wei?" Then she said to her friends, "Go and play, and leave me alone. Professor Scherer can't stop when he speaks, I don't think...you won't let me go without half an hour."

The friends bid farewell in disappointment, and after waiting another 10 minutes, Yang Yan got up and went to Professor Scherer's office.

The office of Professor Matthews Scherer is on the third floor of the main teaching building of the university, the fourth room from the east.And Yang Yan's classroom is on the second floor of this building.

The door of the professor's office was open. Yang Yan stood in front of the door and coughed, then knocked on the door lightly. Professor Scherer's deep voice came from inside: "Please come in."

Only then did Yang Yan walk in.

Seeing that it was his student, the old professor stood up from his seat, took off his glasses and put them in his pocket.

"Professor Scherer, I'm doing it because I violated it in class last time..." Yang Yan just started typing the manuscript for a long time, but was interrupted by the professor's hand.

"You know, Yang? You were lucky that day."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because you met me, not Professor Pazley."

Yang Yan became more and more confused.Professor Pazley is recognized by everyone as a good old man. He always has a smiling face and a kind face. Even if he meets a student, he will greet him politely and his appearance is meticulous. He is a "charming old gentleman" in the eyes of many girls.On the contrary... the Professor Scherer in front of me is known for his strictness, and the title used in China is "Professor Devil".Why would it be better to meet him than Pazley?

Seeing the doubt in Yang Yan's eyes, Sherer smiled: "It's very simple, the old man Pazley is a loyal fan of Notts County, if you let him know that you watch the interview of the Forest team manager in his class, I will Bet he'd tear up the papers on the spot. Nottsshire is our sworn enemy in Nottingham."

Yang Yan felt that lying was not good, even if she would be scolded by the professor, she had to tell the truth. "Professor... I'm not a Forest fan, in fact, I'm not even a football fan. Sorry..."

After speaking, she lowered her head and waited for the punishment.

But she heard a bigger laugh, "Of course. Of course I know you are not a fan. If I don't even know my own students, how can I teach you? I also read the newspaper later, which surprised me What’s more, that guy Tony turned out to be a fanatical follower of oriental culture.”

Yang Yan listened to the professor's tone, as if the two of them had known each other for a long time.She had doubts in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask them.

Professor Scherer was so excited that he didn't notice the puzzled look on Yang Yan's face.

"Look, this world is so magical. I like Nottingham Forest, the head coach of Nottingham Forest likes Chinese culture, and you... a girl from China is my student."

"It's really amazing." Yang Yan said with a smile.She thought in her heart, if I told you that I was a tour guide for the head coach, he left me his phone number before he left, and hoped that I would be his Chinese teacher, Professor, would you think the world is more magical? ?

"So, you don't have to worry about me punishing you. You can leave now." Professor Scherer stretched out his hand to see off the guest, Yang Yan wished so much.She bid farewell and turned around, but was stopped again.

"Oh, Yang. I think you can try to like this little thing. I swear you'll like it."

"Thank you professor, I will."

On the way back to the rental house, Yang Yan still couldn't help laughing when thinking of everything she encountered just now.If Liu Wei didn't throw the newspaper to himself, but took it on himself, maybe in the afternoon he would chatter and show off his good personal relationship with Professor Scherer.

Yang Yan decided to tell Liu Wei about this, and let him go crazy with jealousy.

When passing by a newsstand, Yang Yan was attracted by the newspapers placed in the front row.

These newspapers are not a name, but they have one thing in common.Yang Yan scanned the familiar name: Tony Twain.

For some reason, Yang Yan stopped and picked up a newspaper with many photos.

This is the biggest-selling newspaper in the UK, despite its notorious reputation--The Sun.

The sports section was flipped to the top, apparently as a promotion to attract passing students to buy.The boss knows what sport is most popular in the UK and what kind of sport is most popular among young people.

Several photos of the same size were lined up on the left side of the newspaper, neatly arranged like a four-panel comic.

The four photos have the same view, focusing on the coach's bench under the stands.Tony Twain in a black suit is the protagonist in the photos, and his movements and expressions are different in each photo.

In the first one, he raised his arms high and grinned loudly, with the cheering crowd behind him.The title picture and text are very simple: 13 minutes, 1:0.

In the second picture, Tang En kicked towards the water bottle on the sidelines.As for whether the kick was successful or not, and the aftermath of the kick, Yang Yan had no way of knowing.Title picture text: 45 minutes, 1:1.

For the third one, Tang En waved helplessly.Title picture text: 48 minutes, 1:2.

In the fourth picture, Tang En threw the suit in his hand to the ground exaggeratedly, with a grim expression on his face.Title picture text: The game is over, and the Forest team loses.

The title of this photo news is: Tony Twain's game.

Looking at Tang En, who was so expressive in the photo that he could be an actor, Yang Yan felt that this person was interesting.When they met for the first time, she left a polite impression, which was nothing like the excited and angry head coach in the photo.

Maybe Liu Wei is right: a man who is a professional football coach cannot be a gentleman who is always polite and calm.

This reminded her of Professor Sheller who had just met alone.The old professor in front of the public is always stern, with an appearance of demanding everyone, almost unreasonable.Few of the students didn't scold him behind his back.But Yang Yan was fortunate to see a completely different Professor Matthews Scherer 15 minutes ago, which opened her eyes.

She turned her attention to the newspaper again. Both Professor Scheller and Coach Twain had two completely different personalities, and the reason for this situation was football.

Chinese teacher...

Maybe a part-time job once in a while is fine too.

In Tang En's messy bachelor's house, newspapers were thrown all over the floor, which made the already bad enough indoor environment even more terrifying.

These newspapers were almost overwhelmingly criticizing Coach Tony Twain's tactics and on-the-spot command in the last game, using any means of scolding, sarcasm, and contrasting.

"These bastards of the media..." Tang En was holding the "Sun" in his hand. Although this newspaper was the least written among the media about him, from the unique "four cartoons" There was an obvious taste of irony in the report, very thick, as thick as the cream of mushroom soup he drank last night.

"Damn, when I won the game, you all licked my toes, saying that I was the best coach, young and promising. I only lost one game, and all criticisms came..."

Yes, there are all kinds of criticisms.From Twain's employment to the new style that the Forest team insisted on in these few games, they all became the reason for the media to criticize him.In particular, the "high-efficiency football" that Tang En insisted on was ridiculed as "high turnover rate football".It's no wonder Tang En was so annoyed. The same group of media, when the Forest team won five consecutive victories, shouted that this kind of fast and efficient football is in line with the development direction of modern football.

Of course, what makes Tang En most angry is not being scolded by others, but watching these people criticize him in the public opinion, saying completely irresponsible words, but he has no way to scold him back.In fact, he has a lot of remarks against these grandchildren in his stomach, but he has no way to say it out.Did the club hold a press conference specifically for this matter?That's too much fuss...

The angry Tang En turned around in the room, and the pain that was full of anger and had nowhere to vent was inhumane... When he turned to the bedroom and saw the huge photo, his mind finally calmed down.

(End of this chapter)