champion godfather

Chapter 732 Volume [-] Crimson's First Dream
After a night of lingering to death, I was exhausted.Tang En vented all the pent-up energy for more than half a year. He and Shania didn't know how many times they did it. Anyway, it was crazy.For a 40-year-old middle-aged man with heart disease, such a performance is miraculous.

Until the morning sun shines into the room through the gap in the curtains, Shania is still paralyzed on the bed and unwilling to get up.When Tang En patted her little butt and called her a slob, she still moaned with her mouth curled up: "I don't even want to see who turned Little Red Riding Hood into a slob?"

After she managed to get up and lifted the quilt, Tang En found several red spots on the sheets.He also understood why Shania had to stay on the bed and couldn't get up.

But he wasn't surprised.

It's not because he thinks that Shania should keep her body as pure as jade.He wasn't surprised just because he didn't care whether Shania was a virgin or not.He knows what the world is like now, and he also knows what most girls in this world look like.

But this has nothing to do with his love.If he loves a woman, he loves this woman, maybe because of her beauty, maybe because of her personality, maybe because of her heart, maybe even because of her talent, voice, eyes, lips, breasts... ...but he would never love that thin film inside a woman's vulva.

Even if he wants to get married, he will marry this woman, not a layer of "plastic wrap".

So whether Shania is a virgin or not, it can't affect his feelings for this girl, and he never cares about whether Shania stole the forbidden fruit with a certain boy before meeting him. boring stuff.

Thinking that he finally ate Little Red Riding Hood last night, he felt in a good mood, and even couldn't help licking his lips, smacking his lips and wanting to say: "Not bad, not bad, it tastes so good!"

Shania only wore a pair of white underwear with lace trim, and came out of the bathroom with her upper body completely naked.Seeing Tang En like this, she asked strangely: "What are you doing, Uncle Tony?"

Seeing her perfect body curves and seductive breasts, as well as the looming scenery behind that layer of lace underwear, Tang En smiled: "Little Red Riding Hood is delicious..."

Hearing what he said, Shania came straight over, got on the bed and straddled between Tang En's legs, her waist slowly sinking.Looking at Tang En with dark eyes, "Do you want to have breakfast, Uncle Tony? Look, it's hungry again..." She had already lightly held Tang En's mischievous little brother with one hand.

Tang En remembered that he still had to go to work today. If Shania were to sit down like this, he would not have the strength to guarantee that he would not spend the entire morning on this bed.

"Uh...forget it. I still have to go to Wilford..." He raised his hand in surrender. "And you still have to prepare to move... Besides, is it really okay to move there and be seen by the media?"

Little Red Riding Hood bent down to kiss her uncle Wolf good morning, and let him go.

"You and I are both public figures, Uncle Tony. I have long been used to being stared at by the media. As long as they don't rush into the bedroom to film us having sex, it's up to them to pay attention." Shania compares her attitude towards the media. Tang En was still free and easy. "And..." At this point, she smiled slyly. "I'm kind of looking forward to how the media will react when they find out we're engaged...it's going to be fun!"

Tang En patted her smooth back lovingly, Shania moved away obediently, let him slowly sit up from the bed, and began to get dressed.With such a lively and lovely girl, life will not be boring.In love, he has nothing else to ask for.

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After breakfast, Shania drove Dunn to Wilford, and then returned to make preparations for the move—actually, there was nothing to prepare, just two suitcases for clothes, which would be moved in the trunk of the car. passed.

Tang En walked into the somewhat empty training ground alone.The team started training at ten o'clock, so he came a little early.

Three training grounds the size of a standard football field are connected together. At a glance, the unobstructed and unobstructed eyes are full of green, which is refreshing.He couldn't help taking a deep breath, sniffing the familiar smell here greedily.

Only after returning here can he feel that the power in his body has not disappeared, and a voice is calling him, telling him that this is the destination of his soul.

Stepping on the turf carefully cared for by the workers, Tang En did some warm-up moves, and then put his hands in his trouser pockets.He found a piece of paper—an envelope, to be precise.

Only then did he recall that Alan Adams gave himself a letter yesterday, saying that it was given to him by Ribery before he left.

Even though he has already left, the day of yesterday must not stay.But after all, they have been together day and night for four years, and Tang En is still curious about what this boy who left in pursuit of money wrote in his letter.

He pulled it out and took it apart.

A thin sheet of paper was shaken out.

"Dear Chief:

I'm sorry to choose this time to leave Nottingham Forest. I don't care if they call me a deserter, and I don't care what others think of me.I just want to apologize to you...you may be very dismissive of my behavior.I can only say that for the family, Spain is more suitable here.

Of course, I don't write so much to justify what I did.Has a player ever written a letter to a manager explaining why he left a team?So this is not an explanation.I just want to thank you, Franck Ribery is not a fool, who gave him a chance when he was at his worst?I remember it very well.The four and a half seasons at Nottingham Forest taught me a lot and gained a lot.That will be a valuable asset in my life experience.Now I have to say sorry to say that I am starting a new journey.I don't know if I will have the opportunity to play under the boss again in the future, but these four and a half years are really pleasant memories.

In fact, I have been reluctant to say so, but objectively speaking, my departure did help the team solve a little financial problem-500 million euros.If it hadn't been for the economic crisis, it might have sold even more. 6000 million, 8000 million?I do not know.We all know what the second quotation before Piqué left represented. Maybe in your mind, a person like me is different from Piqué.But this is indeed the last goal I can bring to the Forest team.If you still watch La Liga, take a good look at our performance in the national derby, I hope you won't be disappointed.

Finally, after writing this letter, I am a Real Madrid player through and through.If we meet on the court in the future, I will try my best to beat your team like that kid Bendtner.Don't get me wrong - I know you're a little narrow-minded - I just want to prove that the players who come out of Nottingham Forest are the best wherever they are!If I said I was going to score twice against Forest, would you still say 'I'm sure he will because he has the quality'?

Sincerely, Franck Ribery, who you picked up from Ligue [-]. "

Tang En stood blankly in the training ground, letting the breeze blowing from the Trent River pass by him, making the letter paper in his hand rattle.

After a long time, he sighed and came back to his senses.He wanted to take out the lighter and burn the letter, but he couldn't reach the hand in his pocket until he remembered that he had quit smoking a long time ago. Naturally, he didn't need to carry the lighter with him.

He put the letter back into the envelope, and slowly tore it into two halves, four pieces, eight pieces... and finally turned into countless pieces, which were carried away by the wind with a wave of his hand.

Scored two goals alone?

If you say something like that, I'll teach you as I taught Bendtner, Frank!
You want to just run away?It's not that easy, next time we meet, get ready to bear my wrath!You bastard!

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In the morning's training, Tang En stood on the sidelines again wearing sunglasses to supervise, just like before he fell ill.The morale of the team seemed to have returned to what it was before, and George Wood was even more energetic.The team was slowly getting better, but Twain thought of another matter. People here may have heard of this matter, but they mostly regarded it as idle hype by the media.

Just before training started, Alan Adams found him.Tell him that due to the poor performance of the team this season, the income has dropped sharply after getting nothing, and the budget for next season will be very tight in all aspects.So the team has to sell some players in the summer in exchange for funds.Twain can go to the transfer market to buy new players, but there are great restrictions on the price.

Allen hoped that Dunn could draw up a purge list for him so that he could determine the budget for the new season.

The team in front of him now, who can stay and who must go, is all on that A4-sized thin paper.

This time, Tang En didn't quarrel with Allen in the office, and firmly disagreed with the club's sale.He just nodded and agreed, without saying a single extra word.

He understands that this is reality.

What is reality?It means that people have to eat, live, live, and live.So does the club...

Among these people, who can finally stay in Wilford...

Tang En began to calculate in his mind.

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After the training, Tang En took Tang to North Wilford again.Tang was not surprised by this - he thought that Tang En would prepare himself to tap his potential for next season.

But what Tang En did took him by surprise.

"Ian, I've finished reading these two books." In Greenwood's office, Dunn placed two thick training logs on the table, "I read them all in one sitting, and it's not satisfying yet."

"It's great that you like it, Tony." Greenwood took this as Dun En's affirmation of his work, and he replied with a smile.But what Tang En said next made him unable to laugh.

"Why isn't there a third or fourth book? His story isn't over yet, and I haven't seen the ending yet. I've decided!" Tang En poked his finger on the training log, "You will bring him again soon. Training, Ian."

The other two people in the room were all dumbfounded, completely unable to understand what Tang En was talking about.

Seeing their puzzled expressions, Tang En continued: "I mean, I plan to give this kid an apprentice contract. The club will handle the school transfer procedures for him, apply for a student visa for him, and register him with the Chinese Football Association as an apprentice. Player...then let him come here and write the ending for me!"

"Tony!" Don exclaimed, his usual appearance was a gaffe.But he didn't care about these details. "Do you know what you're doing?"

"I know very well, Don. I want him to come and continue my training."

"Tony...why do you do this? He's gone, there's no need to bring him back, right? Although I appreciate Chen's hard work and spirit, he is not an amazing young genius to us... ...I don’t think there is any return for spending energy on him.” Even Greenwood, who watched Chen Jian train for a year, objected.

"It's up to him whether he can get something in return, and it's up to us to give him the chance. I think I found a rough stone in those two thick journals, and there might be a piece of rough wrapped in the thick rough stone." Brilliant diamond."

"It may be nothing, just a stone." Tang finally calmed down.

"There has never been a genius who is [-]% successful in this world. A genius may become a mediocre person, and a scumbag may become a talent. I believe in my vision, Tang. I believe in this kid's efforts even more. It may take a long time, but I I think we can finally gain something. A kid who can stick to George Wood's training standards for a year without giving up, and has done well, I don't think he can't succeed." Speaking of this, he looked at the two seriously Said, "This is final, Ian, Don. I'm going to give him a chance. Just like I gave George Wood a chance outside the ghetto."

Tang frowned: "Do you know how the media will criticize you for doing this? They will say that you must be crazy to have expectations for a Chinese kid selected by a talent show. Some people will think that you It's just that he has taken a fancy to the market of the country he represents..."

Tang En interrupted him: "What I want to do, I don't need the media to nod and agree. They scold them, and I will do mine. They have no right to interfere with my freedom. So be it, Ian. When that kid comes, please give him George's training plan and let him continue to practice. Let's see what he can do for us."

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Tianjing, China.

TJ City Judiciary Police Officer School.

Chen Jian just came out of the teaching building, holding a pile of books, wearing a navy blue school uniform, which looks the same as the [-] police uniform, except that there is no collar flower, police rank and armband.

His companion greeted him: "Ajian, play football for a while! You are the core, so you have to come!"

"Okay, wait until I go to the dormitory and put something in." Chen Jian did not refuse.

In fact, he was thinking about something just now.

It has been more than three months since he came back from the UK, but he found that he could not forget every day and night he spent there, and even felt that it was no longer important to continue studying here.

Although the name of this school is very impressive, in fact, the level is very average.In a technical secondary school, after graduation, everyone either goes out to make a living by themselves, or goes to university to continue their studies.If you think that you can be a people's policeman when you come in, then the reality may disappoint you.

Where is the future in reality, he hasn't found it for a while.

And the future of dreams...

Have you said goodbye to him?
Although he is still doing personal training every day tenaciously according to the habits he developed in Nottingham, but he is more willing to admit that this is just a kind of inertia.The one-year training life is really too deep, it has been burned into his bones, and it is difficult to forget it in a few months.

What's the use of this stupid way of doing it?Knowing that the dream is doomed to fail to come true, what's the use of persisting?If I can't be a professional player, what else can I do?After graduating, should I apply for a job as a security guard, or will I be assigned through the back door with money through my relationship, or continue to take college entrance examinations, those colleges directly under the Ministry of Public Security, and become a real policeman after graduation...

But with my own academic performance, plus going to the UK to delay this year, is it possible to enter such a university?
Chen Jian felt very confused.

When I went to the UK, there were three people, and when I returned to China, there were also three people.Unsurprisingly, no one got the "reward" for staying on the professional team.Despite this, Chen Jian still has a high popularity among the students in this school who like football.Friends who are close to him always like to pester him, hoping to hear him talk about what real professional football is like.

He will not reject these curious classmates.But whenever he talked about those past events, the valve of memory couldn't be closed.He felt so reconciled.

He thought of the scene of Tony Twain yelling at him when it was raining that day.Every sentence, every word seems to be still echoing in my ears, and I can't forget it.

"...Go back to China, go back to study and graduate to find a job honestly? Then you will be satisfied if you play amateur football occasionally with your big belly? When you are old, you will brag to your grandson, saying that your grandpa used to be in the European champion Nottingham Forest’s youth team trained for a year! If your grandson asked you what will happen in a year? What would you say? You said—ah, your grandpa gave up on himself because of a bad performance in a team game, and went back crying China..."

I didn't give up on myself, nor did I cry and go back to China.But this doesn't change anything, Coach Twain.I am still me, feeling confused about my future in this technical secondary school.

Can you understand, Coach Twain?Can you understand my situation and mood?
I have fully experienced the cruelty of professional football, and realized the gap between myself and them, but it's only been one year... how much time is enough for only one year!I've worked so hard, I wish I could sleep with juggling ball training, but why is it only given to me for one year...why can't I start from the age of ten like those youth team players Get formal training...

I want to play professional football. I want to be the star that I can only look up to on TV. I even believe that given me a few years, I will not do worse than them. No matter how hard or tired I am, I can persist in the cruel training Come down, this time I absolutely promise not to give up, just like my name, stay strong.

But why only one year...

I had hardly stepped over the threshold when the gate closed.what can I do?If I had a lot of money, I would buy Nottingham Forest with all my money, change nothing, just give me a chance, give me more time...

A year ago, I felt that one year was enough. Many people may not have the time and opportunity of this year in their dreams.But now, a year later, I understand that a year is only enough to scratch the surface.

What is the use of knowing these things?
Chen Jian laughed at himself and got into the dormitory.

"Ajian, you're back? Just right!" The roommate in the dormitory jumped off the bed. "Someone called you just now. I said you weren't here, and you haven't come back from get out of class just now. He said he would call later."

Chen Jian felt strange, who would call him? "Did he say who he was?"

"I didn't say, I also forgot to ask... Are you going to play football? Or wait for the call here?" The roommate picked up the dirty football and shook his head in the dormitory. "Hey, catch the ball!"

He pushed the football hard towards Chen Jian.Chen Jian just raised his leg and stopped the falling football firmly under his feet.The whole set of movements is light and casual, and it seems that it is not intentional at all.

"Okay, Jian! Britain has gained a lot this year!" The roommate complimented him, but Chen Jian was in a mess. "I said, the real professional football is different! I guess the youth team is directly drawn to play in the Chinese Super League, so why is it a double crown? But if Arsenal's youth team comes, it is estimated that the AFC Champions League will not escape! Tsk tsk , I also want to go to England...Although it's only a year, I can see the world's leading level and die in peace!"

Chen Jian kicked the football back to him: "Aren't you going to play? Let's go."

"Aren't you waiting for the call?" The roommate pointed to the phone.

"Don't wait, I'm probably also asked to play football." Chen Jian put the books on his bed, and began to take off his school uniform to change into football equipment.

"Hey, those who come back from studying in the UK are welcome...then I'll go first!" the roommate yelled and rushed out the door with a football.

When Chen Jian was putting on his sneakers, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

Chen Jian froze for a moment before running over to answer the phone. "Hey, 705, who are you looking for?"

"Excuse me, is Chen Jian here?" A man's voice said.

"I am, who are you?" It is probably the person who called him just now.

"I'm Tang. Hello, Chen Jian. Fortunately, you left your dormitory phone number when you signed up for that event, otherwise we really don't know how to contact you..."

When this person said his name, Chen Jian thought that there was something wrong with his ears.

"Someone here wants to talk to you..." Tang didn't wait for Chen Jian to say anything, and handed the microphone to another person.

"Chen Jian, I'm Tony Twain!" A masculine male voice sounded through the receiver, and he spoke Chinese.

Chen Jian was awakened by the sound, but he still couldn't accept this reality for a while—why did the head coach and assistant coach of Nottingham Forest call him?

"I have a question for you now, Chen Jian." Tang En said on the other end of the phone, completely ignoring Chen Jian's mood after hearing his name. "Do you remember... your first dream?"

first dreams?What else do you not remember?Play football!Play professional football, like the stars on TV!
"Play football, play professional football." Chen Jian replied straightly.

"Very good." Tang En smiled. "Remember what I said to you? Professional football is definitely not as simple as you think, and dreams are not..."

"...It's not something that can be achieved just by talking about it." Chen Jian and Tang En said the second half of the sentence together.

"Ha, it looks like you haven't forgotten. That's good. I don't want to find another trash who has given up on himself and can't remember that year."

"I still haven't forgotten every day of that year. Mr. Tang En."

"Okay, Chen Jian. Now listen carefully... For you, the road of dreams has entered a dead end. What do you think is standing in front of you? A wall? No, no, no, I'm going to tell you now , what is blocking your way is not a wall, but a mountain! If you must realize your original dream, what are you going to do, Chen Jian? Answer me."

Chen Jian thought for a while, and then said in the tone of answering the instructor: "Dig it, sir!"

He heard a burst of laughter coming from the receiver, and Tang En's voice could be heard intermittently and indistinctly in the laughter: "Don, did you hear what he said? Dig it! Dig it! Hahahaha! Do you still doubt my vision? Have you heard how many people would answer this question when faced with it? Dig it, dig it... This is really the best answer I have ever heard!"

Then Tang En's voice became louder again: "Very good, classmate Yugong. I will give you such a chance to dig this mountain now! I don't care how long it takes you, in short, you have to give me That mountain was dug! Do you understand? It’s digging, not going around... You can’t go around at all. The mountain reaches the ground and grounds, stretches left and right and circles the earth. If you can’t go around, you have to go backwards Turn around and go back, or you dig it for me! This is the last chance for you to choose, A, you stay in that school and accept the facts; B, leave there and come to me Yugong Yishan! I remind you, Once you choose B, there is no turning back. You can’t go back to this school to continue your studies. Your life may change drastically. Please think carefully before giving me an answer. I will leave I will give you the contact information..."

Before Tang En could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Jian's firm voice.

"B. I choose B, Mr. Dunn."

Tang En didn't expect Chen Jian to give an answer so quickly. He was a little surprised, and asked back: "You don't even think about it? You really don't think about it? Are you okay? This kind of big thing related to the road of life, You didn't think about it seriously, or discussed it with your parents?"

Chen Jian clenched his fists on the phone: "Mr. Tang En, for me, this is the only way to go. In order to realize my original dream, I am willing to pay any price."

He suddenly stopped being confused, and all the problems that had puzzled him in his heart during the walk from the teaching building just now were all solved!

The future of reality and the future of dreams intersect here, and then form a road, which is paved under his feet.It was pitch black in front of him, and when he looked up, it was a huge black mountain stretching up to the sky and stretching for thousands of miles with no end in sight, looking down at him coldly.

No way?
Do not.Through the mountain, on the other side, the road was waiting for him.

At that time, he will see a brand new vast world, completely different from the scenery here.There is no longer anything that can stop him, even if the rivers, oceans and mountains are dangerous, they can't stop him from running forward.

The original dream is held tightly in the hand, how can the place I most want to go return halfway?
The original dream will definitely come true, definitely!right!meeting!arrive!Da!
"Very good!" Tang En's voice became serious, "I want to remind you for the last time. Even if you come here, you are not an official player of Nottingham Forest, you are just an apprentice. I will not provide you with any guarantee, I If you don’t promise that you will definitely become a professional player, you will definitely be able to realize your original dream. Don’t even think about the opportunity to represent the first team in games now! The club can’t promise you anything, salary, treatment, contract guarantees... everything No promise. We will not give you anything except this chance. Maybe you can only hang out in the reserve team when you are 26 years old, or you will be eliminated altogether and can only go to those semi-professional teams to live. , and worse, please imagine for yourself... Do you still want to come?"

"Come!"

"Betting on your future and destiny in this life, do you want to come too?" Tang En raised the volume of his question.

And Chen Jian almost answered him with a growl:
"Come!!"

"Very good, boy! I'm waiting for you, in Nottingham Wilford, I'm waiting for you!"

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Tang En was suddenly aroused by Chen Jian's tone. He felt the blood in his body was boiling, and he even used his strength to hang up the phone.

Tang was a little surprised: "You just hung up like this? I still have to talk to him about some specific things..."

"You can call again." Tang En waved his hand, "It's just a matter of raising your hand. Tang, I suddenly have no interest in Chen Jian's dream...I just want to see his performance on this road, as for the goal... It's become a giveaway."

"Do you really believe that he can do it? I think more people will just laugh at him for not knowing what he can do."

Tang En snorted, and returned to his previous cold look: "Everyone in this world thinks that they are 'sane' people who are smarter than others, and it has reached the point where there are as many wise men as dogs, and wise men walk everywhere. But I But I think it’s better if there are more Yugongs. At least the wise old people always shake their heads when they encounter any difficulties, saying that this is impossible or that won’t work, but Yugong is willing to try to see if it works. One way to the dark, saying Maybe it will be dawn? If he, Chen Jian, dares to gamble his whole life to dig mountains here, I will accompany him to the end! If someone wants to make a joke, let them laugh and see who will laugh at whom in the future!"

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PS: The five-day outbreak is over.From tomorrow, it will be restored to one update per day. I hope everyone understands.The five-day outbreak was the result of my desperate efforts a few days ago. Every day except eating, sleeping, and going to the toilet, I was typing in front of the computer. My elbows were bent all the time.The fingers are stiff, like chicken feet.

Please rest assured, if in the future I encounter a situation where I have a lot of saved manuscripts, I will also consider breaking out like this once.Although it can't do continuous bursts, it still makes everyone feel refreshed occasionally...

I understand everyone's feelings of following up on serialization and other updates.But I also hope to continue to support me, monthly ticket subscriptions are indispensable!

Not to mention whether the writing is good or bad.At least I think I still have a professional ethics.In addition to the unstable update during the 512 earthquake, no matter what the situation is, the wind and rain continue to update every day, for more than a year, it is not easy to think about it.This book may take nearly a year to write.So I hope everyone will continue to support me in the days to come. Lin Hai bows to everyone here!
Thank you!

PS, about Chen Jian.In order not to spoil, I can only say that he is a late bloomer player...

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