"Good morning, Freddy." Tang En noticed the newspaper in Eastwood's hand and laughed. "I thought you never read the newspaper."
"I still read it, but I rarely read the sports section. But today, because of this … "Freddy Eastwood pointed to Tang En's photo in the newspaper and said with a smile," I didn't recognize you at first. Boss, you look a little different with your makeup on! "
Tang En looked down at the newspaper in his hand. It did feel different from looking in the mirror. He looked more handsome … No wonder those celebrities looked so outstanding. It was the work of the makeup artist, lighting artist, and photographer.
"You must be mistaken, Freddy. I've always been like this …" Tang En pointed to himself in the newspaper and chuckled. "Where's Thermim?" He noticed that Eastwood was the only one in the caravan.
"She sent the child to school."
"Sending the child with a big belly …" Tang En smiled and shook his head when he thought of the young mother who could not even sit down despite being pregnant. Should he say that she had too much energy? Or that she was stubborn? "Is the second child a son or a daughter?"
"A daughter!" The Romani said firmly. "We all want a daughter. We've already thought of a name."
"What's it called?"
"Chardonnay."
Tang En felt a little awkward when he heard the name. "This name is unfamiliar … What's that?"
"It's a type of white grape. It's the most popular variety for wine making. It ripens early!" Eastwood introduced seriously.
"Uh …" Sometimes, the Romani thought differently from ordinary people. After Tang En understood this, he was no longer surprised by Eastwood's strange words and actions. But giving his daughter such a strange name was still an eye-opener.
He looked down at his watch. It was about time.
"Let's go, Freddy."
The Romani nodded and went back to the house to put down the newspaper. He turned around and walked to the training ground with Tang En.
The training ground gradually became lively. The players who came to train and the coaches who came to work appeared on the training ground one after another. George Wood was still the first to arrive. The barbed wire outside the training ground was already surrounded by many fans who came to watch the training and ask for autographs from their favorite players. The most popular player at the moment, Wood, had also become the focus of their attention.
The weather was good today, so naturally, there were more people surrounding the training ground.
As Tang En walked past them, he could clearly hear the excited voices of the fans discussing Wood.
"So handsome!"
"So cool!"
"Look at his eyes!"
These were all women's voices. Most of the fans who were so crazy about George Wood were women. It must be said that George Wood really had the temperament of an idol. He was not considered handsome, but he was masculine. The lines on his face were very hard and angular. Coupled with his position on the field and playing style, it was easy to give people a cold feeling. Even though he didn't realize it himself, and he never deliberately worked in that direction.
The sudden appearance of a man's voice amidst the sea of female voices naturally attracted Tang En's attention.
"How handsome!"
A man let out such a sigh, causing Tang En, who passed by him, to shiver. He stopped in his tracks to see who it was that had said that.
The man's back was facing Tang En. His clothes were not extravagant, but they were very fitting. Not a single crease could be found. His golden hair was tightly stuck to the back of his head and combed meticulously. The leather shoes on his feet were like a mirror.
Such a person … should not be a fan who would like a player like George Wood.
Tang En stood behind the man, trying to figure him out. The more he looked, the more familiar he felt.
"This temperament is many times stronger than those sissies now. Why didn't I notice you earlier … George Wood?"
Hearing the man's muttering, Tang En suddenly remembered.
"You haven't given up yet, sir."
Tang En's voice suddenly rang out behind the man, giving him a fright. His shoulders visibly shrugged, then he turned to look at Tony Twain, who was standing behind him, and said with a frown, "Didn't anyone tell you that it's rude to eavesdrop on other people's conversations and to suddenly interrupt without permission? Mr. Twain? "
It was indeed the gentleman who stopped Wood on the street that day to hand him his business card.
For some reason, Tang En did not have any expression on his face when he saw the man who wanted to snatch Wood from him. He suddenly felt that the sky had darkened.
"In that case, has anyone ever told you that it's also very rude to always think about stealing someone else's foot, sir?"
The two of them faced each other with equal harshness, neither giving in to the other.
"Do you need me to remind you again? George Wood is the core player of Nottingham Forest. Other than playing football, he doesn't know how to do anything else. Don't even think about that entertainment star grooming plan of yours. "
The man in front of him also knew that some things were difficult to change. For example, now that George Wood was in the limelight, he had no reason to persuade the lad to give up this seemingly promising career to join the entertainment industry.
However, he just could not stand the man's overbearing attitude and the way he spoke, because he was also the kind of person who liked to be above others.
"Nottingham Forest welcomes every fan who comes to support the team. But if you want to take Wood away from Wilford, I'm afraid you won't be able to do as you wish."
Having said that, Tang En turned and walked away. The gentleman who stayed behind pursed his lips tightly, his eyes fixed on Tang En's back.
"We'll meet again, Mr. Twain … I promise you."
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On the 15th of January, Nottingham Forest defeated Fulham, who came to challenge them, 1: 0 on their home ground. After 23 rounds of the league tournament, Nottingham Forest was ranked sixth with 37 points, the same as Liverpool, but their goal difference was slightly lower. More than half of the league tournament had been played, and Tang En was very satisfied with this result. That's right, he could no longer be dissatisfied. At the start of the league tournament, many second and third-tier teams had rushed to a position higher than sixth. But now, only Nottingham Forest could remain above them.
Tang En was not at all surprised that Everton was ranked fourth, because he knew Everton's ability and Moyes's level. This result was reasonable. However, he also knew that the second half of the season was crucial to both Moyes and himself. Forest was under a lot of pressure to maintain their sixth place. Similarly, Moyes also had to desperately maintain a top four position.
Subconsciously, Tang En would always treat Moyes's Everton as his direct competitor. Who asked Everton to be the closest to Forest in terms of ability?
Chelsea, on the other hand, was now high and mighty. They had won 18 of the 23 rounds of matches, with four draws and only one loss. They were ranked first with 58 points, a full 10 points more than Arsenal in second place!
Based on this momentum, Chelsea would almost certainly win the league title this season, just as Tang En remembered. And the only match they lost was against Forest …
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