On the second day of the match, the Nottingham Evening Post had a large photo on page nine (sports section), taking up half of the entire page. The photo was taken from the opposite side of the technical area. Under the red stands, Tang En raised his arms and shouted. It was the scene of him celebrating his third goal.
Tang En ate a simple breakfast while repeatedly scrutinizing the photo. He had to admit that the photo was very well taken. The angle and timing were just right. Of course, the best part was that the main character in the photo was clearly the manager, Tony Twain.
The caption below the photo read: "When David Johnson scored the winning goal, Tony Twain raised his arms in celebration under the cheering fans."
The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He decided to call the newspaper office and find the person who took the photo. Then, he would buy a huge one and hang it in his house. This was his moment of glory, and he had to treasure it forever.
So, he found the phone number of the Evening Post from the newspaper.
The day after every match was always the busiest day for British newspapers. People ran in and out, busy compiling the latest information into news, or sending the printed version of the newspaper to the printing plant. The phone was always ringing in the newspaper office building.
"Hello, this is the Nottingham Evening Post …" the pretty receptionist said politely into the phone. Two seconds later, the professional smile on her face disappeared.
Tang En felt strange on the other end of the phone. He only wanted to know the contact information of the person who took the photo and ask for an enlarged version. Why did he have to transfer his call to the president's office?
He heard a light cough coming from the other end of the phone, and then an old man's voice.
"Mr. Tang En, hello. I'm the president of the Nottingham Evening Post, Larry Lawrence. You can call me Larry."
"You can also call me Tony, Mr. Larry …"
Next, Tang En relayed his request to Larry Lawrence. Lawrence agreed without hesitation. The photo was taken by a photographer from their newspaper. Not to mention developing one to enlarge, it would not be a problem even if it were to be developed into ten. However, Lawrence raised a condition.
"Interview me?" Tang En was a little surprised. He did not expect the media to come to him so soon. However, he did not think of rejecting it. This was a good opportunity to promote himself. Tang En was not afraid of becoming famous. If he wanted to become a famous manager, the influence of the media could not be ignored. But the timing was not good. The team had just won a game, but it did not mean that the situation was stable. He still had a lot of problems to solve. How could he have the time to be interviewed now?
"Larry, I'm afraid not now."
"What's the problem, Tony?"
From their conversation, it was impossible to tell that they had only talked on the phone for less than five minutes.
"I still have a lot of work to do. I don't think I can accept your interview during this time. As much as I wish to accept such an interview … "
"I understand you."
"So … if you can wait for a while, I will be happy to accept your interview."
Lawrence immediately agreed with Tang En's suggestion. "No problem. We will have the photos you want sent to you in two days. As for the interview, just remember it. Feel free to contact us when you're ready, Tony. "
Hanging up the phone, Tang En felt a little pleased with himself. He didn't expect to get the attention of the media so quickly. This was a good sign. It meant that as long as they won, everything would be perfect. His current goal was to strive for the team to maintain this state, and at the same time, solve the problems exposed in yesterday's game during training.
But one thing was certain: he had to adhere to his ideology of only winning, and he had to make the players feel it. A team that would pursue victory at all costs, from the manager to the players, would be unbeatable.
Tang En was in a good mood after settling the photos. After all, there was no training today. According to the usual practice, the day after the game was a holiday to let the players rest and relax. Of course, if they lost the game by a large margin, Tang En would cancel the holiday and let the team repent during heavy training instead.
He decided to go out for a walk. During this period of time, he had been in a busy and tense environment. It was time to relax.
Nottingham had a university that was ranked among the top in the United Kingdom — Nottingham University. The university also had a branch in Ningbo, China. As a result, many Chinese students came here every year to further their studies. On the streets of Nottingham, one could always see yellow-skinned, black-haired Chinese students who spoke Mandarin.
However, Tang En was not sure if there were any Chinese people in the stands of the City Ground stadium.
Every time there was a holiday, even if it was only for half a day, Tang En would never stay at home, nor would he sleep in. This was what he thought: It was not easy to get a chance to travel abroad for free. If he did not make good use of it to look around and appreciate the foreign culture, he would be letting down the God who transmigrated him. Of course, for Tang En himself, to experience the most authentic and best British culture, he still had to go to the various pubs. He felt that the greatest invention of mankind was the art of brewing, and the greatest occupation was the brewer. The greatest building was the pub, and the greatest glassware was the wine bottle. The other greatest things could be extrapolated in order.
If everyone thought that Tang En was going to the pub to spend the rest of his time today, then they were gravely mistaken. It was only past nine in the morning, and all the pubs in the United Kingdom were not open. He could not go even if he wanted to.
He had always heard that the scenery at the University of Nottingham was beautiful, so he decided to take a walk around the campus. Who knows, he might even meet a beautiful foreign exchange student from China and develop a beautiful foreign relationship.
Tang En did not call the taxi driver, Randy James, whom he was already familiar with. He decided to experience Nottingham's public transportation system.
Nottingham was actually quite small. This was also a common characteristic of British cities. Other than an international metropolis like London, most cities would only be the size of a county-level city in China, perhaps even smaller.
Tang En had experienced this when he led the team to Coventry for the competition. Once one of the four largest cities in the United Kingdom, it was about the size of a county. Nottingham was the same. After more than 20 minutes of swaying on the bus, Tang En was already standing at the entrance of the University of Nottingham. The University of Nottingham had many campuses. Tang En only knew that there was a very large campus to the west of the city center.
The University of Nottingham was very large and beautiful. Those who did not know would definitely think that they were in a park. From afar, they could see a white square tower hidden by a row of trees. Walking closer, they realized that it was not a single tower, but a whole white building. The square tower was only the tallest part in the middle.
Tang En stood in the middle of the road, a little lost. The campus was too big, and he did not know how to get around. What if he got lost? Would he not be a joke?
Just as he was hesitating, a very pleasant voice came from beside him. It was spoken in perfect English. "This is the main teaching building of the University of Nottingham."
Tang En turned his head to see a black-haired girl standing beside him. She smiled at the white building. "Isn't it beautiful? It's pure white. If the square tower was changed to a domed dome, it would be an enlarged version of the White House. "
However, this Nottingham Forest manager did not hear what the girl said next. It was as if he had been struck by lightning. He stood rooted to the ground. Who did he see?
Her black and beautiful hair was tied into a refreshing ponytail. Even the bulky down jacket could not hide her youthful body, as well as that beautiful face that could not be more familiar.
That was his high school classmate, the class belle that he had once had a crush on for three whole years — Yang Yan!
What a small world …
"Sir? Sir! " Realizing that this foreign man kept staring at her, Yang Yan was a little annoyed. However, she still maintained basic manners and did not give this foreign pervert a slap in the face before turning to leave.
Tang En came back to his senses and realized that it was indeed not good to look at a girl like that. He hurriedly apologized. "I'm really sorry. I suddenly thought of something and got distracted. I'm very sorry. "He bowed slightly. In the past, Tang En was only 1.7 meters tall, a typical height for a Sichuan man. Yang Yan, on the other hand, was 1.65 meters tall in high school, a very standard height for a beauty. Now, Yang Yan's height had not changed much, but Tang En had become a foreigner who was more than 1.8 meters tall. Things were no longer what they used to be, and people were no longer familiar with each other. The moment Tang En saw Yang Yan, he really had the urge to call out her name. However, the rationality in his heart stopped him. Now, they should be strangers meeting for the first time.
Realizing that this man was still rather polite and spoke politely, Yang Yan tossed aside her earlier unhappiness. She smiled and said, "Sir, are you a tourist?"
"Ah?"
"I see that you don't know what to do standing here …"
"Ah, yes! I'm a tourist. " Tang En reacted. "I heard that the University of Nottingham is one of the most beautiful universities in England, so I came to take a look. But this place is too big, and I don't know how to turn around … Also, I'm afraid I'll get lost. "
Yang Yan covered her mouth and laughed. This man's frankness was a little cute.
Tang En's mind wandered again … In high school, Yang Yan was a good student in the eyes of her teachers, an obedient daughter in the hands of her parents, and the sweetheart in the hearts of her classmates. At that time, almost all the boys in the class liked her, but not many had the courage to confess. The revolutionary pioneers who had finally mustered up the courage were all rejected by Yang Yan with a smile. Later, there were rumors that Yang Yan's family was preparing to emigrate. She was a girl who wanted to go abroad and looked down on Chinese men. Many boys were indignant about this for a long time. At that time, Tang En was not very popular in the class. He had a strange temper and did not have many friends, let alone luck with women. As for girls like Yang Yan, they could only watch from afar.
After graduating from high school, they heard that Yang Yan had really gone abroad less than two years later. Another two years later, everyone saw her photos taken in England on the Internet. In the photos, Yang Yan became more and more beautiful, and her body had matured. Therefore, everyone unanimously praised the beauty for finally growing up. There would also be people who would joke that it was a good thing for the foreigners. To this, Yang Yan's usual reply was "Haha."
Tang En was surprised that he could remember all this so clearly. He had originally thought that school life had said goodbye to him after graduating from university. Although he would occasionally go on the student record, he never left a message. Even if he did, those people would not know who he was. When he first applied to join the student record, it even caused a big discussion among the students about "Who is he?" But in the end, his application was approved. Who was the person who approved him to join …
He only knew that Yang Yan's family had emigrated to England, but he did not expect it to be Nottingham. What should he say? Were they fated to meet from a thousand miles away?
"If you don't know where to go, I can be your tour guide for free." Yang Yan did not realize what Tang En was thinking. She looked around the campus and said, "I go to school here. I'm very familiar with it."
Still so enthusiastic …
Tang En nodded. "Okay, you can be my tour guide." It was Tang En's first time having such "intimate" contact with Yang Yan. How could he let go of such an opportunity?
He remembered his original intention of coming to the University of Nottingham today: Who knows, he might even meet a beautiful foreign exchange student from China and develop a beautiful foreign relationship.
Now, it seemed that there was still hope. The current Tang En was no longer that strange and inexperienced boy with a slight sense of inferiority.
I'm a thirty-four-year-old man now … But I wonder if this body is still a virgin?
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