champion godfather

Chapter 89 Volume Two

Yes, Tang En came here to find the "monster" in his mind, and so did those people.They are all scouts for major clubs.The youth training level of Southampton Football Club is well-known in England and even in Europe.There are often various disguised scouts here-why disguise?Because the Southampton club is not willing to let those nasty scouts take away the young talents they have worked so hard to cultivate.

Well-known scouts in the circle don't show up here because they're too easy to spot.

Tang En didn't have this worry. He was not very famous in this circle, not to mention he was still wearing sunglasses.

Since noon, he has been standing here for nearly an afternoon.But honestly he was disappointed.

He didn't see that Theo` Walcott (Theo` Walcott) who would become famous in the future. Twain was sure that he didn't miss anyone, because that Walcott's speed was too outstanding, if he was on this set On the ground, there is no reason why you can't find it yourself.Now there is only one explanation - Walcott is not here.

This is Southampton's youth training base. If Walcott is not here, isn't he in Southampton?Isn't it right?He was sure that Walcott should be in Southampton's youth team at this time, and he was still unknown.

Is it...

A very bad idea suddenly flashed in Tang En's mind.He linked the incident to Lee Bowyer's fight with teammate Jermain Defoe.

Had the future as he knew it changed?Walcott was not in Southampton, but went to some other team, such as the wealthy Chelsea...or he didn't play football at all, he was an ordinary British kid who went to and from school every day.

"This damn... time-traveling!" Tang En lowered his head and cursed in a low voice.The most frustrating thing is not the time travel itself, but the fact that all the things you know in advance are useless after time travel.

Tang En's swearing caught the attention of a short and fat man beside him. He turned to look at Tang En, and suddenly asked, "What are you talking about?"

Tang En was stunned by this question.What is "what are you talking about"?I said to myself, won't it bother you?

"I heard you say 'traversing', what does 'traveling' mean?" This person seemed to be familiar with him, and he belonged to the kind of person who could immediately have a direct and enthusiastic chat with anyone.

"Uh, it's nothing. I'm talking to myself." Tang En obviously didn't want this person to interrupt his work, so he just said the words to death, leaving no room for the other party to continue along the topic.

But Tang En obviously underestimated this man's self-awareness.The chunky middle-aged man nodded and quickly changed the subject: "What do you think of my son?"

"What..." Tang En's brain suddenly froze, and the hard drive lights flashed wildly for a long time, but he couldn't figure out any connection between the two sentences "what are you talking about" and "what do you think of my son", and this topic jumped Like going from Earth to Mars.

Seeing that Tang En was silent, the other party took the initiative to pick up: "Are you a scout? Arsenal? Manchester United? Chelsea? Liverpool? Or... Tottenham Hotspur? Well, let me think about it, maybe Real Madrid? Barcelona ? AC Milan? Bayern Munich? Inter Milan?"

This guy uttered the names of almost all the famous football clubs in the world in one breath, and Tang En felt a little dizzy when he heard it.He waved his hand to signal the other party to stop.

"Sorry, I'm not a scout and I don't work for any of the above teams."

Hearing what Tang En said, Humpty Humpty was very disappointed, and his interest in speaking seemed to have diminished.Just when Tang En was about to breathe a sigh of relief and naturally change to another place to watch the game, the fat man brought the topic back to the previous one: "What do you think of my son?"

Tang En, who wasted his trip today, really wanted to yell at this chattering man: "I don't know your damn son!" But he finally suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked through gritted teeth, "Who is your son?"

The man didn't hear the anger in Tang En's tone, he stretched out his fat hand and pointed at the field: "It's right there!"

Tang En looked along the man's hand, and he saw a group of children running on the field humming...

"Sir..." Tang En couldn't bear it any longer, his low growl had already started to echo in his throat, "I'm asking who your child is, not where he is..." Before he finished speaking, he was caught The internal whistle and surrounding cheers interrupted.

"Ah! The game is over! I'm so sorry, I have to go pick up my son." The smart-minded man left Tang En and squeezed out from the crowd.

Do you want to know Tang En's mood at this moment?If he has the ability, he must blow up the earth.Anger was burning in his heart, if someone came to find trouble at this time, he would beat him to death.And if the one who's looking for trouble happens to be a chattering dumpy...

The chunky man turned back again, followed by a child who was almost as tall as him.This familiar man didn't notice Tang En's hazy face, which was like a British winter, and introduced the child, "This is my son! How is he? He's great!"

The man's loud voice attracted the attention of several people nearby, who turned their heads to look and then walked away.They've seen enough of fathers and sons pitching themselves to scouts who come out of nowhere.

No one took a fancy to this ordinary kid.But when Tang En saw the child's face clearly, his anger disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Just played a game, and the Southampton jersey on the child was soaked with sweat, and it was just enough to see his body when he stuck it to his body.Tang En visually measured the child's height, and it was about 1.5 meters. From a player's point of view, his body was a bit thin.But that's not the point, it's the kid's face.

The child pursed his lips and looked at Tang En curiously, which accentuated his facial features even more.When Tang En saw him for the first time, he felt that the child looked very distinctive, with a protruding mouth. To describe it in one word - sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks.It looks like a monkey.

This appearance reminded him of someone suddenly.So he tentatively asked the father of the child next to him: "Sir, what's your son's name?"

"Gareth! Gareth Bell!" Speaking of his son's name, the short, fat father looked proud.

Sure enough... Tang En thought to himself, but he had to confirm it.

"Is it GARETH, Gareth, BALE, Bale?" he asked expectantly.

The dumpy man nodded. "Yes! Gareth Bell! My son, a genius!"

Tang En also nodded vigorously: "That's right!"

In FM2007, the number one demon at left back, the youngest player and goal scorer of the Welsh national team in the future, the player who made Tottenham Hotspur and Manchester United jealous, what is it but a genius?He wanted to come to Southampton to find 13-year-old Walcott, but unexpectedly met his later roommate!
It is really the east corner of the lost mulberry and the harvest.It doesn't matter if Walcott can't be found, anyway, he is destined to be someone Wenger and Arsenal are looking for, and there will be many excellent offensive players in the future, but this kid in front of him will be a real treasure in a few years!Even a team like Real Madrid was frantically looking for a good left-back for Carlos who was about to leave-there was a shortage of left-backs in the world at that time.

Bell's father saw that Twain agreed with his opinion, so he was very happy and said to Bell beside him: "Look, son! This gentleman also agrees that you are a genius, don't worry, you will have a bright future!"

The child hummed in a low mood, as if he lacked self-confidence.

Tang En felt very strange about this, his curiosity arose, and he planned to ask what happened: "I'm sorry, can I ask what happened?"

Seeing that someone was willing to listen to his bitterness, the fat man couldn't close his mouth.In the end, Tang En finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter under his babbling and unfocused narration.

This person is indeed the Gareth Bell whom Tang En knew, a Welsh child born in Cardiff.

Although Gareth Bale was called a "football genius" when he was playing football in his school, the professional coaches of the youth team have obviously seen too many "geniuses", and Walcott, who has already leapfrogged the game Compared with geniuses, Bell is just an ordinary person.Bale's father struggled for a long time before getting Southampton's youth team to allow his son to have a six-week trial here.Today is his second visit, just in time for a training match, he went up to play the last half, but he didn't show anything exciting, the little guy was very frustrated.

But after Tang En heard this story, he was so happy that he wanted to laugh out loud.Before crossing, he only knew what Bell would achieve in the future, but he never thought that the story behind the unknown would be more exciting.He really wants to thank the coaches of the Southampton youth team for giving him this great opportunity.

If I, Dunn, can't catch it, then I don't have to go back to Nottingham today, I can jump into the English Channel and drown now!
The fat man told him that Walcott is indeed in the club, but he is not training in this team, he has been mentioned to go to the youth team in the under-17 age group, two training days a week, not here yet, Instead, he was placed at the King Edward School in Astrotofer, where he practiced while receiving cultural education.No wonder Tang En didn't find him after standing here all afternoon.But now Twain is no longer caring about the little tiger Walcott.

He lowered his head and took out the notepad he carried with him from under his clothes, tore off a piece of paper, and wrote his name, phone number, address and contact number of the Forest Youth Team training base on it.Just like handing it to Wood, he stuffed the note into Bell's hand.

The fat man looked at Tang En strangely, while the child looked down at the words on the note curiously.

Dunn smiled at Bell's father: "Southampton doesn't believe in your son's strength, I do. If possible, I hope you can bring Bell to the Nottingham Forest youth team tomorrow afternoon. I think the Forest team will be happy to give your son a share." Apprentice contract, without trial training, directly signed."

"Nottingham Forest?!" the man yelled, "You still say you're not a scout!"

Tang En smiled and said, "I didn't lie to you, sir. Of course I'm not a scout, I'm the director of the forest team's youth department. Nice to meet you, my name is Tony Twain."

He held out his hand to the stunned father and son.

(End of this chapter)