champion godfather

Chapter 48 George's Fans
On the way back, Tang En chose to detour through the fan area, because the only way to pass through the second field was to go there.He was still worried about Wood, and planned to see how the kid was doing.

As a result, outside the empty No. [-] court, he saw a child lying on the barbed wire fence and watching intently.He was so engrossed in Tang En and Morgan that he didn't notice when they walked past, until he felt that the sky suddenly became overcast...

So he looked up at the sky suspiciously, the sky was blue and white clouds, the weather was just right.

Tang En was amused by this cute child, but his face turned hard on purpose, and he shouted in a rough voice: "Hey, kid! Who let you in, do you know that this is a restricted area? You trespassed, I want Let the security guards catch you!"

Unexpectedly, the child was not frightened at all, he didn't even look at Tang En, he continued to look at the training ground, and spoke in a thick voice: "Coach Tony Twain, you plan to go to the sun because of scaring children Is it the headline of the newspaper?"

Mo Gan, who was behind the two of them, couldn't bear it anymore, burst out laughing, and laughed louder and louder.Tang En turned his head to look at this person. His previous impression made him think that this black man couldn't laugh.Seeing Tang En looking at him, Mo Gan quickly covered his mouth: "I'm sorry, sir..."

Tang En pouted, expressing that he didn't mind.Then he turned his head and continued to tease the child: "Uh huh. Okay, boy. Tell me who your dad is, you should be in school at this time. Playing truant is not good, I'll let your dad go back and spank you."

The child was disdainful—it’s true, Mo Gan saw the child’s expression of disdain—and said: "Who are you lying to? I have already left school!"

Tang En didn't expect this kid to be so smart, he was speechless.At this moment, a familiar male voice sounded: "I seem to hear someone threatening my son, does he think he has lived too long?"

"What the hell...Michael, you actually have such a smart and lovely son. I'm so surprised!" Tang En stood up and looked at the man in front of him. He was the same fan who "did not know each other" at the Forest Bar. Chief Michael Bernard.

Bernard held a bottle of Coca-Cola in his hand, obviously he had just gone to buy a drink for his son.

"Should I understand that you are praising my son, or scolding me?"

"It's okay. Whatever you want." Tang En blinked. "You brought your son here?"

Bernard nodded, then handed the Coke to his son. "I picked him up from school, and he said he wanted to come here to have a look, so I brought him here."

"But the youth team is training on the No. [-] field." Tang En felt strange, children like to become famous stars.Instead of going to the first team, he came here instead, and he didn't watch from the first field. What did he watch?

Bernard pointed to the training ground: "My son announced at dinner two weeks ago that he's a fan of this guy."

Tang En looked along Bernard's hand.George Wood was doing header practice on the empty training ground. A coach was cooperating with him, throwing the ball to Wood, and then Wood jumped up and headed it back. After watching for about half a minute, he repeated this action, which was very monotonous. dull.

I just found a coach for myself, I didn't expect David to value this kid very much... Tang En rubbed his chin and was almost cheated by that guy.

But Twain still couldn't figure out why a child would become a fan of Wood. He had neither brilliant skills nor fame, and he rarely even played games. He practiced here every day and the audience would find it boring. "What do you like about him?" So he asked.

"He is very strong!" The child showed his arms and compared them.

strong?Tang En glanced back at Mo Gan, so he said to the child: "This brother is also very strong."

The child looked up at Mo Gan, and Mo Gan bent down slightly, trying to impress the child.Unexpectedly, the kid pouted: "But he's not handsome enough."

This time it was Tang En's turn to laugh wildly.The depressed look on this tank man's face is so funny.

Ignoring Tang En, who was almost squatting on the ground laughing, the kid continued: "I have watched him train here for a long time, and he would come here every day after school. Then I found out that he..." The kid pointed at Wood and said, "He always repeats Do one thing. At first I thought it was boring and not fun at all, and then I wanted to see if he would also feel bored and stop practicing. I made a bet with him in my heart, I bet he would definitely give up, so I I watch it every day. But then I found out that he is like a robot, never tired, never taking a break, even if that person..." He pointed at the coach again, "Even if that person goes to rest, he is still practicing. So I admire him very much, because he beat me! I decided to become his fan!"

After listening to the child's words, Tang En looked at Bernard and said, "Michael, you have a genius son, he is amazing. This is not a compliment, I really mean it."

Bernard nodded: "Do you need to say that? My son is the best!" His mouth was hard, but his eyes were full of love and pride when he looked at his son.

I didn't expect that the head of the fans who always yelled and fought with him would have such a tender side. Tang En was an eye-opener today.Then he turned his attention to the training ground and looked at Wood, who was still doing header practice.I was touched by this kid.

Maybe it was just because he listened to what he said in the locker room of the city stadium, so he immersed himself in training until now, and he really treated 24 hours as 72 hours of practice.He doesn't know football, yes.He is a rookie who has only been in contact with football for three months, yes.His family is poor and cannot provide him with better living conditions, yes.He shoulders the pressure that ordinary peers cannot bear, yes.But he doesn't play tricks, he takes this "job" seriously, he trains hard, puts in unimaginable sweat and hard work, he believes in Tang En's reputation that is "guaranteed by the bank", and he believes that if he continues to practice like this, he will be able to become A superstar earning £12 a week.

It's been three months since he traveled here. He has seen too many different players. Some of them hope to become big stars, some just because they like football, some of them are very talented, some of them are mediocre, some are short-sighted, and some are short-sighted. So high and far away.There are too many people... But after seeing so many people, Tang En found that maybe only this little bastard who dared to run to his door to promote himself, claiming that he was the best player in England, really Will be the best player in England.

No, it definitely will.For your mother, you must!

So even though he didn't do anything, he just practiced and trained every day, but he also had his first fan.

Tang En suddenly felt that a reward should be given to Wood, who hadn't succeeded yet.So he yelled from outside the barbed wire, "George!"

His loud voice even startled the birds in the trees behind, and there was no reason why Wood and the coaches could not hear it.Sure enough, the two of them stopped training and turned to look over.

"Take a break!" Dunn waved to the coach and said, "Let Wood come here for a while."

The coaches recognized that the person who interrupted their training was the head coach of the first team, Tony Twain.So he said a few words to Wood, and then saw Wood running with a puzzled face.He is also very strong, but his strength is different from Morgan's. Morgan's strength can be seen at a glance, but Wood's strength may have to be personally contacted to understand deeply... Watching this kid run away Posture, Dunn was very satisfied with the training schedule Chris Lark had arranged for him.

"What are you doing? I'm training." Although there were four people on the sidelines, Twain was the only one in Wood's eyes.And speak badly.

"Of course I know you're training. Will you die if I let you rest?" Tang En's answer didn't sound like the tone between the head coach and the players.He beckoned to Wood, "Come here, get closer."

Wood leaned forward obediently, almost sticking to the wire website.Although he didn't understand why Tang En called him here, he didn't raise any objections.

Then Tang En turned his head and asked Bernard's son, "Do you have a pen?"

The child took out a large-sized signature pen from the school bag, which is almost a must-have equipment for fans.Tang En took the pen and stuffed it into Wood's hand, and then he asked little Bernard to also stick to the wire website and straighten the clothes on his chest.

"Sign him."

Wood was a little stunned when he heard this sentence. He thought he had heard it wrong, and held the pen in his hand without moving.

Tang En repeated again: "Give him an autograph. George, he is your first fan. You can't treat him so coldly. Squat down and sign!"

Wood obediently complied this time. His hand holding the pen seemed to be shaking a little, and he didn't draw it on the child's clothes for a long time.

"Don't you know how to write your own name?" Tang En smiled watching this scene.

"Of course I will!" Wood wrote his name on the front of the child's red dress: George Wood.The writing is crooked.

Tang En took the opportunity to laugh at him: "It's ugly! Maybe it's not as beautiful as the handwriting written by your fan. Haha!"

Wood ignored Tang En's ridicule. He handed back the pen and asked, "Can I go back to training?"

This kid is really incomprehensible.Isn't it time to pat the heads of the little fans, and then say some beautiful scenes, and have a good time?Saying things like "can I go back to training" at this time is such a shame.Tang En waved his hand angrily: "Go back!"

Wood turned and ran back, without any hesitation.Looking at his back, Tang En muttered softly: "I really don't have the potential to become a big star..."

The child didn't care about Wood's attitude. He looked down at the name on his clothes, then turned to his father and said, "George Wood! Look, Dad!"

Michael Bernard lovingly touched his son's head, "If you like it, keep it well."

Tang En chimed in from the side: "That's right! Treasure it, this is Wood's first autograph, and when he becomes a big star in the future, you can sell it for money."

Little Bernard made a face at Tang En: "Even if I have no money to buy the new Forest team jersey, I will not sell this shirt!"

Seeing his serious tone, Tang En smiled.hello george, see that?Your number one loyal fan, now you have one more reason to be a superstar.

Bernard Jr., who got the signature of the idol, will continue to stay and watch, and he will cheer for Wood.Tang En obviously couldn't accompany him here, after he bid farewell to Michael and his son, he left with Morgan.

"Wes, have you ever been asked for an autograph by fans?" Tang En, who was walking in front, asked.

"Not yet, sir."

"Well, don't worry. There will be soon..."

When Dunn brought Morgan back to the first team training base, a golden shepherd dog ran towards him, and he was startled.When does the training base allow dogs to be walked?

The dog huddled around him, wagging its tail vigorously.

Mo Gan was very happy to see the dog. He squatted down and held out his hand. The dog stuck out its tongue and licked it, making Mo Gan laugh uncontrollably.

Tang En looked at him sideways: "You like dogs very much..."

"Don't you like it, sir?" Morgan continued to play with the dog that appeared out of nowhere, even forgetting to look at his coach's face.

Frowning, looking gloomy.This fully reflected Tang En's current mood.He really doesn't like dogs. When he was working in Chengdu, the streets were full of dogs, and he could step on dog poop when he went out.But the problem now is-dogs can appear in parks and streets, but they should not appear in football training bases.He planned to find the dog's owner and teach him a lesson, so that he would never dare to use the forest team's training base as his back garden for walking the dog.

"Okay, forget about that dog. I'll take you to the training ground."

Morgan was reluctant to say goodbye to the dog, but was pleasantly surprised to find that the dog had been following him. "Sir, it has been following us! It likes us!"

"Yes. It follows you and likes you..." Dunn stopped in his tracks. He saw that Old Bowyer was not directing the team's training on the sidelines of the training ground, but chatting with an old man outside.In front of the old man who seemed to be unable to stand still, Twain was surprised by Bowyer's respectful attitude with his head bowed. This old man was not as fat as Nigel Daugherty, and he was definitely not Mr. Chairman.So who could it be?
Just when he was wondering, the conversation ended.The old man reached out and patted Bowyer on the face, and Bowyer acted like a child.This scene is too funny!
Then the old man whistled, and then the shepherd dog, which was still bouncing around Morgan, ran over suddenly, and changed to bouncing around the old man and wagging its tail.

Morgan looked at the dog running away with some regret, while Tang En looked at the old man's back strangely.He searched from the deepest part of his memory just now, but he couldn't find any information about the old man.Don't you even know Tony Twain?Or... has this memory been knocked out?
Bowyer watched the old man leave before turning around and walking back.Just two steps away, he bumped into Tang En.

"Ian..." Tang En wanted to ask Bowyer who that old man was, but Bowyer was very happy to see him.

"Tony! You're back?" He even raised his voice once in joy.

Tang En nodded: "That..."

"What a pity, why do people come to you every time you go to the youth team?" Bowyer didn't give Tang En a chance to finish his sentence.

"Huh?" Tang En was confused.Did that strange old man come to find him?

Bowyer nodded vigorously: "The boss wanted to meet with you, but you were not here. So he invited us to visit his house tomorrow afternoon! Visit! Do you know? Tony, you can be invited by the boss to his house for a drink There are only a handful of people who have tea, and I can only envy Trevor Francis as a player, because he is the only one called to drink tea. That enviable guy!"

Tang En had never seen Bowyer like this.He was just like the little Bernard just now, he was so excited because he got the idol's autograph, and he was on his toes when he spoke.He opened his mouth wide, as if seeing an alien.

"Who's the boss?"

This time it was Bowyer's turn to look at him like an alien.

"Are you out of your head, Tony? Or...you just got hit again?"

Looking at Bowyer's serious expression, Tang En realized that he must have asked a very stupid question.But...he really doesn't know who the "boss" is!

(End of this chapter)