When Tang En brought Wood to the youth base to look for Dunn, he had just finished a day of work and was ready to go home according to his original plan.
"Don't go back. We have other plans tonight," Tang En said to him.
Dunn looked at Wood, who was with Tang En, and nodded. "I understand. But … "
"But?"
"This won't do." Dunn pointed to himself.
Only then did Tang En notice that Dunn was still wearing a somewhat bulky sports jacket. He himself was not used to wearing that kind of thing. Even during normal training, he would dress like a gang boss — a dark red suit, a white shirt, and a black woolen windbreaker.
He looked him up and down and agreed with Dunn's opinion. "Indeed … Let's go back for a while." He turned to Wood and said, "George, you go back first. We'll go over when we're ready."
Wood nodded and turned to leave.
Tang En and Dunn walked in another direction, closer to where they lived at Branford Garden Street.
They passed through the youth team's training ground. The young players had basically all left, and now only the turf maintenance personnel were left watering the recently used training ground.
Tang En paused for a moment by the side of the field, looking around at the empty training ground. Dunn asked him from behind, "What are you thinking of?"
"I've also stayed here for half a season …" Tang En said, pointing to the training ground. "No, it can't even be considered half a season. Although the time was short, the things I learned during that time have allowed me to use them until now. I've finished reading all the notes and books you put on the bookshelf at home. "He turned back and said to Dunn. "Your teacher is Paul Hart, and my teacher is you."
"Why are you thinking of talking about this today?" Dunn's face did not reveal a happy smile as he continued to ask.
"Nothing … Another year has passed, and I'm a little emotional."
Dunn, who was standing behind Tang En, opened his mouth, wanting to say something. But in the end, he gave up on the idea and continued to be silent.
"A year ago, George was still training on this field. I promised to transfer him to the First Team after Christmas. At that time, I was still thinking of letting him train with the First Team first, then returning to the Youth Team and Reserve Team to play in the matches. Occasionally, he would enter the First Team's substitute list, and occasionally come on as a substitute at the last minute to experience the atmosphere of an official match. Then, after a season, I could slowly try to let him play in more matches. Unexpectedly, that kid's performance far exceeded my plans. "Tang En looked up at the gloomy sky." Now, Dunn, did you know? I receive inquiries from several clubs almost every day, and all of them are about him. "
Dunn nodded. "When I was still in the Forest youth team, he wasn't in the youth team." It meant that this was a rookie that Tang En had unearthed himself. In a roundabout way, it was praising Tang En's ability to nurture young players and unearth talents.
Tang En turned around and smiled at him, thanking him for the compliment. "Let's go."
When the two came to the side door of the youth team training base, they saw Gareth Bale and his father there. Old Bale was putting a scarf on little Gareth.
Old Bale was facing the door. When he saw the two coaches walking side by side, he hurriedly waved and greeted them.
"Merry Christmas, Mr. Tang! Merry Christmas, Mr. Dunn! "
"Merry Christmas, Mr. Bale. Why haven't you guys gone back yet? "Tang En was a little surprised to be able to meet his first signing deal here.
"We're getting ready to go back by car."
Little Bale turned around and greeted the two coaches.
He was stronger and more confident than the last time Tang En saw him. It looked like he was doing well in the youth team.
Standing beside Tang En, Dunn said to Gareth Bale, "Bale, don't forget to come on the 29th."
Bale nodded happily.
Dunn was referring to a Christmas award ceremony that would be held internally at the Nottingham Forest Football Club on the afternoon of December 29th. At that time, many awards would be given out as voted by the club, such as Player of the Year, Manager of the Year, Young Player of the Year, Rookie of the Year … Other than the first, there would also be some very interesting awards, such as Most Favorite Manager of the Year, Most Favorite Player of the Year, Best Turf Maintainer of the Year, and so on.
As the manager, Tang En already knew who these awards would go to. However, the players themselves only knew who was on the shortlist. Of course, regardless of whether they were nominated or not, they had to come on the 29th. It was also a Christmas party in itself.
In the past, the Forest team's results had been up and down, and they had fallen into a low. In the face of the economic crisis, the club was not in the mood to do such things. Now that Evan had come to power and the situation had stabilized, he wanted to pick up this tradition again and package it in a more modern way. This was also a great opportunity to win over the hearts of the people, cultivate the players' sense of belonging to the club, and re-establish Nottingham Forest's image.
After sending off Gareth and his son, Tang En and Dunn went back to pack up, ready to keep the appointment.
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The two slowly walked back to 13 Branford Garden Street, but Tang En saw someone sitting in front of his house from afar. He was curious who would be sitting on the steps of the door. When he got closer, he was even more surprised. "Shania!"
Hearing Tang En's voice, Judy Shania Jordana, who was sitting at the door with her head lowered and pretending to be asleep, suddenly looked up. When she saw that the person standing in front of her was indeed Tony Twain, a happy smile appeared on her face. "Merry Christmas, Uncle Tony!"
"Uh, Merry Christmas, Shania … Why are you here?"
Hearing Tang En's question, Shania pouted. "Have you forgotten? I said I would come to spend Christmas with you! "
"No, I didn't mean that … I mean … Aren't you going to spend the night with your aunt and the others?" Tang En knew that Shania had misunderstood and hurriedly explained.
"I spent Christmas Eve with them, so I'm here today. I didn't call you specifically because I wanted to give you a surprise. Am I not welcome? "Shania was still pouting.
"How could I not be welcome?" Tang En opened the door. "Please come in, little girl."
Shania picked up the large backpack on the ground that was severely disproportionate to her body and smiled at Dunn, who was standing next to her. "Merry Christmas, Uncle Dunn! I'm not disturbing you, am I? "
Dunn shook his head. "No, Tony told me a long time ago. He will personally clean your room every week … "
Tang En coughed at the side.
Shania glanced at Tang En from the corner of her eyes and finally revealed a mischievous smile. Then, she walked in with her head held high. Tang En purposely waited for Dunn to walk up and complained in a low voice, "Why are you so talkative today?"
"Didn't you tell me to be more outgoing when I meet people?" Dunn asked in return. Tang En was suddenly speechless. Well, he had spun a cocoon of his own making.
"Hey, why aren't you guys coming in? What are you talking about outside?" Shania turned around and found Tang En and Dunn standing outside the door.
"Ah, no, nothing …" Tang En was the first to walk in. After Dunn entered the house, he went straight upstairs to his room to shower and change.
Shania acted like she was in her own home and went straight upstairs to open the door to her bedroom. It was exactly the same as Summer. The room was very clean. It seemed that Dunn was right. Uncle Tony did indeed clean this unoccupied room every week. She let out a cry of excitement and then threw her backpack at the door. She leaped onto the bed and hugged the large Chinchilla doll. She buried her face in the fluffy Chinchilla's belly and rubbed herself against it. She kept making noises.
At this time, Tang En was in the living room thinking about another problem.
Originally, Sophia had invited him and Dunn to her house for the holidays. But now, there was Shania. He certainly could not leave the little girl here alone and keep the appointment with Dunn. And he could also say that he rejected Sophia's invitation and stay to accompany Shania. The only way now was to bring Shania to Sophia's house.
But he did not know if the little girl would agree to such an arrangement.
Thinking of this, Tang En went upstairs to seek Shania's opinion. "Shania?"
"Yes?" Hearing Tang En call her, Shania sat up on the bed.
"Are you hungry?"
Shania shook her head. "Not hungry!"
"Uh, are you tired?"
Shania continued to shake her head. "Not tired!"
"Then … let's go out for the appointment later."
"Appointment?"
"Yes … Do you know George Wood?"
Shania nodded. "Of course I do. As a Forest fan, it would be too outrageous if I didn't even know Wood!"
Tang En chuckled. The little girl was too cute when she said this seriously. "His mother invited us to dinner tonight."
"That's great! I want to go too!"
"Of course. How could we leave Shania alone in the cold and dark house? Change into your prettiest clothes, little angel. "Tang En winked at Shania and then retreated. Before he left, he did not forget to close the door.
When he walked downstairs, Dunn had already changed and was sitting on the sofa. He wore a dark blue jacket with a turtleneck sweater underneath. He looked nothing like the football coach, Dunn, who always wore a sports coat.
Seeing Tang En walk down, Dunn said to him, "I admit …"
"Hmm?"
"The current Tony Twain's life is much richer than the Tony Twain of the past."
Tang En laughed. "Isn't this pretty good?"
Dunn nodded and muttered, "That's right … It's pretty good …"
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