champion godfather

Chapter 45 The Good Mr. Koppel
In order to prove that he really loves Chinese culture, and at the same time to find evidence for his claim of "self-taught Chinese", Tang En swept all the new and used bookstores in Nottingham that afternoon, and bought all the books about China that he could buy. Chinese, English, French, German... He bought them all.

After returning home with a cart full of books, he was worried.Because he couldn't find a place to put them, the two bookcases in Tony Twain's house were filled with things related to football, from newspapers to periodicals, and all kinds of materials Tony collected himself.There is no gap left for these newly purchased books.Tang En didn't want to touch the materials that had been sorted, so he had to pile up all the new books on the ground.

Anyway, since he came, the house has been in chaos.A bachelor is used to living in it, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

But after Yang Yan came the next night, she was amazed for a long time when she saw the books all over the floor.As a result, the teaching time on the first day was so little that it was actually used for lecturing. Yang Yan made another mistake of being "willing to help others", so she simply helped Tang En clean up the room.

Tang En helped to fight, facing Yang Yan who kept sighing and shaking his head, he could only respond with a smirk.

"You know...well, when a bachelor lives, it's often like this... Ah! Actually, you don't have to be busy. I can just call and find a cleaner."

After Yang Yan cleaned up the living room, she could finally take a breather.She shook her head: "I'm not used to giving you lectures in this environment, so... Forget it, it's all cleaned up anyway."

Tang En smiled embarrassedly, but he enjoyed it very much in his heart.

Standing at the door of the bedroom, Yang Yan caught a glimpse of the photos hanging on the wall. She had seen them in newspapers before. She suddenly became interested and went in to look at them carefully.

Tang En looked at Yang Yan's back.Since middle school, this girl has been everyone's popular lover. She is considerate, helpful, and has almost no shortcomings.At that time, he was still a stubborn and nerdy nerd, but thinking of spring was something any teenager would do, and he would also fantasize that one day he would suddenly be favored by a popular lover.But I never thought that such a situation would appear one day-the lover in everyone's mind cleans up in his own home and gets along alone...

The only pity is that Yang Yan is still that Yang Yan, but she is no longer Yang Yan's classmate Tang En.It's not that he didn't think about telling Yang Yan his real identity, but such an idea only flashed in his mind and was rejected by himself.First of all, he is not sure whether this story of time-traveling possession can be accepted, and second, he does not know whether his job will be lost if more people know the truth.Now he has learned that even if he is unemployed, he can still rely on the high welfare provided by the government to live on. However, being a football coach is his ideal, and this is not just a job to support himself.

Therefore, he could only face the classmates he was familiar with, but pretended that we had only known each other not long ago.This feeling is really uncomfortable. Several times during the brief silence, he wanted to talk to Yang Yan about some interesting things about going to middle school—even though he himself could not remember much.

After regaining his composure, Tang En decided to go into the house to help out. When he walked into the bedroom, he found that Yang Yan was not busy, but was standing under the photo, looking up.

"Uh, I asked that newspaper to re-edit the big one and gave it to me."

"Very beautiful..." Yang Yan sighed. "Scene selection, composition, colours, timing, meaning...all great."

“I thought so too. But the only reason I decided to collect it was because they were photographing me and not anyone else.”

Yang Yan looked back at Tang En and smiled: "You are really immodest, Mr. Tang En."

Tang En shrugged. "In the world of professional football, the last thing you need is 'humble'."

When it comes to football, Yang Yan has a little interest.Because she has been in the UK for two years, she suddenly discovered that many familiar people around her are fans, and they are very hardcore.It turned out that she thought that football and her own life had no intersection, as if they were two completely different worlds.But now this perception is changing little by little.

"Then what quality is most needed?"

"Confidence. Believe that you are better than others, believe that you are the best, and work towards that goal."

"Aren't you afraid that self-confidence will become arrogant?"

"If you have that strength, it's okay to be conceited. There are so many players with such personality in the football world. If you don't have the strength but still have conceit, then you should die. Such people are not worthy of sympathy. We are automatically eliminated by the rules of the football world, and we don’t need to worry about anything.”

Yang Yan sat on the chair, continued to look at the photo, and asked, "Listen to you, I think football is like an animal world where the weak and the strong prey on the strong..."

Tang En snapped his fingers: "You are quite right in saying that. Professional football is a cruel world where the strong prey on the weak. Those who are capable survive and those who are not capable die. Tears are not believed here, and sympathy and comfort are not needed. It is a purely man's world. "

Hearing the last sentence, Yang Yan turned her head and asked Tang En: "Women's world is not welcome?"

If Tang En still can't understand the meaning of these words, he is really a fool. "No! Of course welcome! We welcome any woman who likes football to join. In the eyes of the public, football and two things are inseparable. One is music, and the other is beauty."

"I'm not a beautiful woman..." Yang Yan shrugged and curled her lips.

"What did I just say? In football, humility is not required. Do you want to enter this world?"

Yang Yan looked at the serious Tang En and smiled: "Well, I'm a beauty, the most beautiful beauty in the world!"

After shouting this sentence, she and Tang En laughed together.

Tang En decided to strike while the iron was hot: "If you are interested, you can go to watch my team's games. You don't need to buy tickets, I have them."

Yang Yan smiled and said, "If I'm interested, I'll call you."

"Well, let me give you a little suggestion. If you want to enjoy the real fun of football and understand the mystery why it is so attractive, you must..." At this point, Tang En stopped talking, and he waited for Yang Yan to ask him .But he found that Yang Yan just looked at him, but didn't open his mouth, so he had to surrender by himself.

"Well... you have to choose a team in your heart. Watching football from a neutral point of view, most of the time you feel dull, expect too much and get very little."

"why?"

"Almost all neutral fans like to see beautiful goals and wonderful counterattacks, but this is idealized football." Tang En simply gave this rookie fan an introductory lesson in football interest.Who is going to give lessons to whom... "The reality is that if the game is played like this, people with my profession will be dismissed. Because in most cases, playing like this can't win the game, the existence of professional football coaches What does it mean? Leading your team to win. So... if you want to feel the glamor of football, you have to choose a team to support and put your heart and soul into it. Watching their games like that, you will It’s such a beautiful feeling to go through the joys and sorrows with their performances...whether it’s victory or defeat, the depression and pain after defeat, the joy after victory, and the ecstasy of escaping death...”

Looking at the photos on the wall, Dunn muttered, as if he had returned to the day he played against Wimbledon.For several hours after that game ended, he still had lingering fears.But the feeling of rapid heartbeat is really great, just like taking drugs, once addicted, you can't forget it.

Yang Yan noticed that Tang En looked away from him, and the man seemed to be lost in thought again.Standing in front of him, his hair was a little disheveled, the button of his shirt collar was not fastened, one sleeve was rolled up to the elbow, and the other cuff was unbuttoned. The "gentleman" in the mouth is too far away...

A well-mannered gentleman, a wild football coach, a slovenly bachelor... which one is the real him?

And what puzzled Yang Yan most was that she could see his shadow from this person.Sometimes they are very, very similar for just a moment, but in fact they are two completely different people, one is British and the other is Chinese.

"Okay then, I'll choose the team you're in. From now on, I'm a Nottingham Forest fan."

Tang En looked down at Yang Yan, and the girl gave him a charming smile.

"Then I have a heavy responsibility on my shoulders."

"why?"

"Because I have another supporter. As the coach of the team, you can't let the supporters down. Uh...do you think such words are disgusting?" When Tang En said this, he found that Yang Yan was always Are you laughing, laughing at yourself?
Yang Yan smiled and shook her head: "No, I think it's very good. Mr. Tang En, I also believe that you will not disappoint your supporters."

(End of this chapter)