The referee finally blew the whistle to signal the end of the match. Most of the Arsenal players sat paralyzed in the mud, while the Forest players hugged each other to celebrate the hard-earned victory. They had defeated the Arsenal youth team, the favorites to win the championship, and advanced to the fourth round of the FA Youth Cup!
The loser, Fàbregas, bent over in the rain with his hands on his knees, panting heavily. The last 25 minutes of the second half were much more tiring than the previous 65 minutes. Other than fatigue, there was also failure. All of these were brought to him by number 55.
He raised his head to look at number 55, who was surrounded by the opposing players. He seemed to be at a loss. A newbie!
He was actually defended by a newbie for more than 20 minutes without being able to do anything! I'll remember this humiliation! One day … One day, I'll get it back from you! If we still have a chance to compete …
He suddenly straightened his body and walked off the field with his head held high. He no longer looked at the Forest players and number 55 who were celebrating wildly on the field.
Although he had lost, Brady was still very gentlemanly. He took the initiative to shake Tang En's hand, with Wenger by his side.
"As I said before the match, this was indeed a good match …" Brady, who had lost, looked convinced on the surface.
Tang En was in a good mood, and his words were no longer harsh. "You guys were also very outstanding. It's just that your luck was a little worse."
Brady did not say much to him. He smiled and turned to walk away. Wenger, who was holding an umbrella, did not follow him back. Instead, he stood in front of Tang En.
Tang En knew that the Frenchman had something to say, but he would not open his mouth to ask first. That would make him look too eager. He was the victor, after all. He had to maintain a certain degree of modesty.
So, Wenger stood in front of Tang En with an umbrella in his hand, while Tang En stood in front of Wenger in the rain. Neither of them spoke. Eventually, Tang En, who could not stand the rain, shivered and finally surrendered. "Mr. Wenger, may I ask why you're looking for me? If there's nothing else, then I'll have to go back and change my clothes … "
Only then did Wenger reveal a victorious smile. "Mr. Tony Twain, I'm here to congratulate you. You did a great job. Your team deserves to win this match. "The professor praised Tang En in a gentlemanly manner, making him feel more like a winner.
Compared to this authentic gentleman, Tang En paled in comparison. That's right. In front of this Frenchman, who did not even have a single drop of muddy water on his trousers, the drenched Tang En was like a country bumpkin.
"Ah, thank you, Mr. Wenger. Is that all … "Tang En suddenly noticed that there was another person beside Sophia. That person was definitely not Wood. The hem of a pink shirt was revealed under the purple suit. He stood in front of Sophia and seemed to be saying something. Because of the umbrella, Tang En could not see Sophia's expression and reaction. However, he was a little worried. He wanted to get rid of Wenger as soon as possible and rush over to take a look.
"Oh, it's like this … I want to ask, that number 55 …"
Tang En had already guessed what Wenger meant before he finished his words. When the sharp-eyed Frenchman opened his mouth to ask about a young player, there was an 80 to 90 percent chance that the player caught his eye. He shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wenger. Wood is not for sale. I have never thought of selling him to anyone. "
Looking at Tang En's resolute attitude, Wenger nodded and said, "I understand. Goodbye, Mr. Tang En. I hope the next time we meet like this, it won't be in a place like this. "
"Of course, I hope so too." Tang En knew what Wenger meant because he wanted to say the same thing. "I'm sorry, Mr. Wenger. I think there's something I need to deal with right now …" He had already seen Wood running towards his mother. No matter who the person beside Sophia was or what he was going to do … he was going to be in trouble! He had to stop Wood before he caused any trouble …
"Alright, good luck, Mr. Tang …" Before Wenger could finish his words, he saw him turn around and run out. His movements were as agile as a professional player's.
"What an interesting person …" Wenger shook his head and turned to leave.
Sophia, who was holding an umbrella, saw Wood being surrounded by his excited teammates from the sidelines. She was happy for her son's performance and acceptance by his teammates. At the same time, she felt warm because of Mr. Tang's attentive care.
In order to watch her son's match, Sophia had specially put on makeup before going out. She had tied her long, black hair into a bun on top of her head with a white hairpin. She wore a thigh-length white turtleneck sweater with blue floral patterns and a pair of light-colored jeans. She also carried a small, delicate bag in her right hand, which made her look ten years younger. Standing in the rain with an umbrella, Sophia was like a fresh flower nourished by the rain, gently swaying in the wind and rain.
Collymore stood behind Sophia. This quiet woman attracted all his attention, and he even forgot his purpose of coming here. The shouts of the men around him could be heard clearly, which made him feel that it was a wonderful thing to have a beautiful flower suddenly appear in this noisy and cold world.
The only pity was that the large black umbrella in the woman's hands did not match her temperament. Such a cute woman should be holding a small, red umbrella, slender and graceful in the drizzle … Uh, of course, the rain was a little heavy today.
At the end of the match, Collymore took the initiative to approach Sophia. He had done this a lot when he was in the forest parking lot. Usually, after 15 minutes, he would already be passionately making love with his target in the car.
"I didn't expect such a boring match to be watched by a beautiful lady like you." Collymore stood behind Sophia, and the two of them were almost touching. "May I have the honor of knowing your name, Miss? Miss … Oh! "
Sophia was startled by the man's voice that suddenly rang out behind her. She turned around abruptly, but the raindrops on the umbrella happened to fall on Collymore's face …
"Ah! I'm sorry, sir. I didn't … "Seeing Collymore squint his eyes and tilt his head, but still fail to dodge the raindrops, Sophia apologized profusely. She took out a tissue from her handbag and planned to hand it to him so that he could wipe the rainwater off his face.
"Oh, don't apologize. My dear Miss. " Collymore said softly. At the same time, he quickly grabbed Sophia's little hand and held it in his palm. He felt the coldness of the little girl's fingertips … He could not care less about wiping the raindrops off his eyebrows.
"Sir, you!" Sophia did not expect him to grab her hand so blatantly. She tried to break free, but he held on tightly.
"Ah … What a cold little hand. It's so pitiful …" Collymore said in a narcissistic manner.
"Bastard! Let go of your hand! "He was awakened from his sweet dream by a boy's roar.
A boy wearing the number 55 Forest jersey and covered in mud was standing inside. He grabbed the barbed wire with both hands and roared at him with a ferocious expression, like an enraged little beast.
Collymore glanced at him and frowned, but he did not obediently let go of his hand.
"Mr. Stan Collymore, I advise you to let go of that hand of yours …" Another voice came from beside the child.
Tony Twain glared at Collymore with an unfriendly expression. Before he could finish speaking, the angry Wood had already begun to climb the barbed wire …
"Ah! Damn it! " Tang En knew what Wood was going to do. He also rushed up the barbed wire, hoping to stop Wood before he could. But … looking at the speed at which the two of them were climbing, it was a little difficult.
As a player, Wood was much more agile than Tang En, who was a coach. He jumped down from the net first, and when he landed, he used the momentum to rush forward and punch Collymore!
"Wood!" Tang En had just stepped onto the top of the wall and could not stop him even if he wanted to.
"George!" Sophia exclaimed.
Collymore suddenly fell out, creating a splash. The umbrella flipped in the rain, swaying gently. As for that hand … it had naturally let go.
Collymore fell into a puddle of water, his whole body drenched. His brand-new suit and shirt were also soaked to the point that they were beyond recognition. His right cheek was bruised. Just a moment ago, he was still a passionate playboy. Now, he had become a pathetic drowning dog.
"You little bastard …" Having lost face in front of a beauty, Collymore climbed up from the ground, intending to fight back. But this time, Tang En was already standing between them.
"What are you trying to do, Mr. Collymore?" Tang En blocked in front of him and stared coldly at him.
"Get out of the way! This has nothing to do with you! "The furious Collymore roared and waved his fists.
Tang En had no intention of listening to him. At the same time, behind him, Wood was also very disobedient. He wanted to go up and beat up the man who had touched his mother. Sophia pulled him with all her might, to the point that the umbrella in her hands fell to the ground.
"George, go and hold the umbrella for your mother. Don't let her get wet," Tang En said without turning his head.
Wood froze for a moment. Looking at his mother, whose hair was drenched in the rain, he hurriedly rushed up to pick up the umbrella and held it over his mother's head again. He wanted to wipe his mother's face dry, not knowing whether it was rainwater or tears. But his hands were full of mud, and so was his jersey. He helplessly waved it in front of his mother's face a few times, but he could not wipe it off.
It was still Sophia who smiled and took out a tissue from her bag to wipe the mud on Wood's hands and the mixture of sweat and rainwater on his face.
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