Three games in a row, three goals in a row. Anelka's performance attracted the attention of the media. Even if the media did not have a good impression of Anelka's two agent brothers, they could not ignore Anelka's performance. The return of a prodigal son was the most hyped topic in the English Premier League recently.
As a result, the number of reporters increased again at the Forest team's training ground, and the flies came flying back.
Looking at the reporters pestering Anelka, Tang En suddenly felt that Anelka's two brothers had done a good job. 40,000 pounds for an exclusive interview was a price that could scare away many people. He rubbed his chin, wondering if he should set a price of 100,000 pounds for himself to let his life be a little more peaceful. With his success at the Forest team, there were more and more people hoping to interview and contact Tang En.
Tang En did not reject media interviews, but if they wanted to chase him to his house and block his doorstep for an interview, he would not accept it.
The matter with Anelka was like this, and Tang En did not plan to worry too much about it. The French striker was someone who had been in the professional football scene for many years. There were some things that he must be clear about.
In any case, he had said it very clearly: Here, you have to do well. Only by doing well can you earn a lot of money. But if you don't want to do well and want to leave, I won't force you to stay.
In fact, the words he said to Anelka that day were: I don't care if you leave or stay.
Anelka was different from other players. Tang En did not need this person to be loyal to him, because he had never been part of his plans. He did not need Anelka to like him; he only needed Anelka to score goals for him.
What he was more concerned about was another person's troubles.
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George Wood had encountered the most important problem of his 19 years of life.
He felt that he should be different from his past self now. In training, in the locker room, in a match … he should do things that he had never done or paid attention to in the past.
But he did not know how to do it.
Because he was the captain. Even though he was only a substitute, he was still the captain.
Because he wore the captain's armband, he needed to perform differently from before.
To be honest, it was a little difficult to ask him to do so.
When Albertini was around, whether it was during training, in the locker room, or on the field, he could let his teammates feel his presence as the captain.
George Wood did not have the ability to do so. In training, in the locker room, during matches, most of the time, everyone did not feel that they had a captain by their side.
Even though no one openly complained about it, Tang En could still see some signs of it. He also believed that Wood could see it as well. He was not a fool.
He felt that he had to lend a hand in this matter. He was the one who gave the captain's armband to Wood, so he was obliged to help Wood when he was in trouble. Otherwise, he could have given the captain's armband to Edwin van der Sar or someone else.
While the team was training, Twain slipped back to his office and used the landline to call George Wood's home.
The person who received the call was Wood's mother, Sophia. She was surprised to hear Twain's voice. "Mr. Twain!"
Tang En did not know how to face Sophia, who was getting more and more passionate, so he rarely contacted her now. However, it might be better for his mother to handle Wood's matter.
"Hello, Madam. Are you feeling better?"
"It's already much better."
"That's great."
"What's the matter, Mr. Twain?" Sophia could tell that Twain was trying to find something to talk about, so she took the initiative to ask.
"Uh, Madam. Has Wood told you about his situation with the team recently? "
"He did. He said he's the captain now." Sophia laughed. She was proud of her son.
"It's like this. This new captain has encountered some trouble recently …" Tang En explained the matter. "… Wood listens to his mother the most. I'll need your help on this matter."
Sophia was silent for a while on the other end of the phone. She then nodded and said, "Alright, I understand. Don't worry, Mr. Twain. I know my son. I know what to do. "
"Thank you so much, Madam."
"I'm the one who needs to say thank you, Mr. Twain. If you hadn't allowed him to go to Forest to participate in training, how could there be the George of today? "
Tang En laughed. He recalled his first season in charge of Forest. He had met George Wood in the cold season, and the kid had said to him, "I think you should sign the best player in England." It was as if he was reciting a script. Wood himself must not have known what the best player in England was like back then. But now, he was getting closer to that goal bit by bit.
After thanking Sophia again, Tang En ended the call with Sophia and returned to the training ground. He once again stood by the side of the field and observed quietly.
Wood's performance was very hard. He worked even harder than usual. It was as if he wanted to complete the workload of two people by himself. But such a simple and crude method could not completely affect his teammates. Because he had always worked so hard, always worked so hard. Everyone had long gotten used to it.
This kid was a little off base. Tang En secretly shook his head.
Let's see what Sophia can do.
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Another day of training ended. Wood sullenly returned to the locker room to take a shower and change his clothes. Then, he walked off alone.
He felt that today was as bad as any other day. He did not accomplish anything. He was such a failure as a captain. He even began to doubt why Tang En made him the captain. He felt that he was completely unsuited to be a captain. Although he admired Demetrio and had learned some things from Demetrio, he did not think he could be a captain like Demetrio.
To hang a smile on his face all day long and treat everyone like an old friend … this was too difficult for George Wood.
Wood would only smile when he was faced with his mother's smiling face when he returned home. Because his mother always smiled at him. Seeing him smile made it difficult for him to keep a straight face even if he wanted to. In addition, his mother's smile was kind, without a trace of impurity. It was a pure smile. This was different from the various smiles he had seen outside. This kind of smile could completely calm him down.
The mother and son were in the kitchen making dinner together. Sophia seemed to suddenly remember something. She said casually as she busied herself with the work in her hands, "Oh yes, George. When you come back from Spain, I want to treat someone to a meal. "
Wood was a little surprised. His mother was not in good health. Other than Wood's manager, Woox, who occasionally came to report to Wood on his work situation, and Twain, the house did not receive any guests. Today, his mother suddenly took the initiative to mention treating someone to a meal. He could not help but be surprised. He turned his head to look at his mother.
His mother pointed to the soup pot. "Stir it."
Wood obediently picked up the spoon and stirred it in the soup.
"Well, aren't you the captain now?" His mother smiled. "I think we need to thank a few people, so I want to invite your teacher to our house for a meal."
"Demetrio?" Wood did not expect his mother to think of inviting him.
Sophia nodded. "He's been a great help to you. I want to thank him in person."
Although he was surprised, what his mother said made sense. Wood did not object.
"In addition … I also want to invite Mr. Twain."
Wood turned his head to look at his mother again. Sophia had her head lowered and was busy with the work in her hands, as if nothing had been said.
"Oh, okay. I'll let him know. "Wood nodded in agreement.
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