On the last night before the game, Twain met his old friends, the Beckhams, and Shania, who brought them, at the hotel where the team was staying.
It was a private meeting. In order to avoid the ubiquitous media, both sides made great efforts. Finally, Shania brought the disguised Beckhams into Twain's room, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
The Beckhams were personally invited by the club and Twain to watch the final live. Twain's idea was simple. In addition to expressing his friendship with Beckham, he also wanted Beckham to increase his expectations and belonging to the team.
He knew it would not be easy for Beckham, who came from Manchester United, to face Manchester United again in the Premier League, even though Beckham himself had said he could play in the game against Manchester United and even go to Old Trafford as a visiting team.
But Twain considered it more fully. If the Forest team could win the European title, then the joy of the championship would more or less dilute some of his guilt toward Manchester United.
At the same time, it was also a great opportunity to show the strength of the team to the new players who would join the team next season. These new players naturally included Beckham.
"First of all, congratulations on winning the league title." This was the first thing Twain said after they met.
He had transmigrated before the end of the La Liga season. He did not know if Real Madrid won the title in the end, but when he transmigrated, Real Madrid had already launched a great counterattack against Barcelona. In this world, in this season's La Liga, he saw it happen again.
Everything was as he said. Capello first decided to abandon Beckham, but as the season went on, he found that he could not do without Beckham. In addition, Beckham had been diligently training and did not complain about being put on the sidelines. This made Capello change his prejudice against Beckham and decided to use the former England captain again. Beckham helped the team defeat the opponent with a direct free kick in his first game back. Then he used his performance in every game to gradually change the prejudice of the entire Spanish media against him and regained the hearts of the Real Madrid fans.
At this time, Calderón also found that letting Beckham go was the worst decision he had ever made.
As the end of the season approached, banners to retain Beckham would appear at the Bernabéu stadium at every Real Madrid home game.
The England star player, who had never been understood by the world, had finally used his actions to gain the understanding and respect of the world. No one said that he was a star player who only relied on his face and commercial value to play football. No one thought that he came to Real Madrid to help Real Madrid sell jerseys.
Beckham said at the press conference before Real Madrid's last game that he never regretted coming to Real Madrid for four years. He did not think about Nottingham Forest now. He just wanted to help Real Madrid win its first championship trophy in four years and also his first league title since joining Real Madrid.
After ninety minutes of thrilling, up-and-down matches, he got what he wanted.
When he led his three children, draped in England's St. George's flag, and appeared at the Bernabéu's celebration ceremony to bid farewell to the Real Madrid fans, it touched countless people. He knelt on the pitch and kissed the turf of the Bernabéu Stadium affectionately, thanking those people for their support at the last moment.
Tang En saw this scene on television. He did not feel unhappy about it at all. On the contrary, he was very gratified. Because Beckham was a grateful person, such a person was about to become a member of the Forest team, and he was bound to devote all his strength to the Forest team.
"Secondly, welcome to Nottingham Forest."
The two men opened their arms and hugged each other.
"What a pity. If you had come a season earlier, you would have won the second UEFA Champions League trophy of your career," Tang En joked.
Everyone in the room laughed.
"To be honest, I didn't think Nottingham Forest could still make it to the finals." Beckham smiled and shook his head.
"We're the Miracle Forest," Tang En said proudly. "You'll know when you join next season." He winked at Beckham.
Victoria did not support Beckham returning to England to play football. She hoped that her husband would listen to her and go to America to develop his career. But in the end, Beckham chose the latter between his wife and football. This matter certainly did not make Victoria happy, even though she agreed with her husband's choice.
Tang En glanced at her and found that Victoria was chatting happily with Shania. She did not want to get involved in the men's conversation at all. In front of outsiders, she did not show the slightest bit of her inner true feelings. Was she trying to give face to her husband, or had the couple reached some kind of agreement in private?
Tang En did not know, but he knew that in the next few years, he must be careful of this woman. Perhaps it was because of Shania that everyone's relationship seemed to be harmonious and harmonious. But if there was a fundamental conflict of interest, she would definitely turn against him.
Now, Shania was the buffer zone between him and the other party. She prevented the conflict from surfacing and intensifying.
Sometimes when he thought about it, he really owed this little girl quite a lot. She clearly did not like football, but she introduced him to Beckham and his wife. Was it really as simple as introducing his own friends? If not because Tang En was a football manager, why would she introduce a player to him?
She always liked him to play with her more, but his mind was always on football. Even when he accompanied her back to Brazil, he would run to the beach to watch people play.
Beckham noticed that Tang En was distracted. He followed Tang En's gaze and turned his head to look. He found Shania chatting happily with his wife. He smiled meaningfully.
"Tony?"
"Ah? Ah, sorry. "Tang En snapped out of his thoughts.
"Do you have any plans for next season? I heard you announced before this season that Forest's goal for this season was the Champions League. Now, we've really made it to the finals. "
Twain answered without thinking, "The league tournament."
"Champions?"
"Of course." Tang En smiled brightly. "We've been runners-up for two years in a row. Now there are people outside who are starting to call us' Double Champions. 'It's not a good title. Hey, David, do you like being a champion? "
The question was very abrupt. Beckham froze for a moment before replying, "Is there anyone who doesn't like being a champion?"
Tang En smiled again. "Yes, you'll feel very happy at Forest, David. Other than being a champion, we don't accept any results. Our goal for next season is to be the League champion. I want to let those people who are gossiping about us see how wrong they are. "
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After coming out of the hotel, Victoria asked her husband what he thought of the new manager.
Beckham thought for a long time before saying, "He's different from any manager I've been in contact with before. I can't evaluate him. As for the specifics, I'll probably only know after I work with him. But … "He glanced at his wife.
"It can more or less be seen from the current Forest players. He's a manager who's very good at getting along with the players. He's different from Capello. Moreover, he wants to be a champion. This is something we have in common. "
"Haven't you taken enough?" Victoria's tone was a little dissatisfied.
Beckham hurriedly explained with a smile, "Winning the championship is just a way to prove me."
"You've already proven it. Who else do you want to prove?"
This time, Beckham did not respond.
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After sending off the Beckham couple, Shania did not leave with them. She turned back and stayed alone with Tang En for a while.
"Where are we going to play this summer?" Shania asked as she sat on the sofa and leaned on Tang En's shoulder.
"I haven't thought about it yet …" After Victoria left, Tang En opened the window to let in some fresh air. The strong perfume smell finally disappeared completely. Now that Shania sat beside him, he could smell the fragrance of her hair again. "Where do you want to go?"
Shania shook her head. "I don't know. It seems like I've been everywhere …" Her job required her to fly around the world. There were not many places in the world that she had not been to.
"Why don't we … go to Brazil?" Tang En suggested carefully.
Shania became alert. She left Tang En's shoulder and looked up at him. "Are you going to find another child prodigy?"
"I'm innocent!" Tang En raised his hands. "Have you been back to Brazil in the past two years?"
Shania nodded. "I've been back twice. Runway shows."
"Have you been home?"
This time, Shania shook her head. "Not really … I've been too busy. I'm always flying around …"
Tang En smiled. "So, let's go home and have a look."
Hearing Tang En say that, Shania stared at him for a long time before nodding in agreement.
She noticed Tang En's choice of words. "Let's go home" instead of "let's go back to your house."
She smiled.
"That's good. I miss my parents a little too. Although I used to hate them … I'll miss them after not seeing them for a long time. "
Hearing Shania say that, Tang En remembered that no matter how mature her figure was, how famous she was, and how glamorous she was on the runway, she was still a child who was not even 18 years old.
"Hey, little girl. Do you feel lonely sometimes? "
"When?" Shania looked up at Tang En and asked.
"Anything. When I'm working, when I'm flying far away, when I'm in a hotel in any city …" Tang En spread his hands and gestured casually.
Shania put her fair feet on the sofa and curled up her body. "Now that you mention it … there are quite a lot. But not now! "She said to Tang En with a grin.
Tang En raised his eyebrows. "Because you're with me?"
"Yes! I won't be lonely when I'm with Uncle Tony! "
"You're so easily satisfied … Do you have friends? Friends in the modeling circle? "
"A few."
"Are they all women?"
Shania glanced at Tang En. "Yes, they're all women. Not too many … Other than work, I don't have much contact with people in that circle. "
"Why?" Tang En was a little surprised. Wasn't this age the most playful? They liked to make new friends and were full of novelty and beautiful longing for friendship.
"Work is work, and private life is private life. I don't want to mix the two. "Shania shrugged and answered Tang En's question in a very adult tone.
Tang En laughed. "Do you feel lonely? It's not a bad thing to make more friends."
Shania wanted to say something, but in the end, she just pouted and said nothing.
Looking at her watch, Shania stood up from the sofa. "It's getting late, I have to go back. Uncle Tony, rest early too. Don't lose tomorrow's match! "
Tang En stood up to send her off. "Don't worry, I won't lose no matter what. Something like losing a match will not happen without my permission. "
"Hmph, King of Bragging." Shania made a face at him. "You're not God, you have the final say in everything."
"Hehe, although I'm not God himself, I have a good relationship with God himself." Tang En said with a grin. He was not completely joking. Why did something like transmigration happen to him? God might really have something to do with him, haha!
After sending Shania off, Tang En returned to his room and realized that during the time he was alone with Shania, he did not think about tomorrow's finals at all. He did not feel the slightest bit nervous, nor did he think about boring things like "whether or not we will become champions." He even completely forgot about football. When he suggested going to Brazil to play, he did not consider the idea that there were many prodigies there and that he could earn some while he was at it.
Simply put, he could forget a lot of his work troubles when he was with Shania. Just like the little girl herself said: Work is work, private life is private life.
Being with Shania was his life.
Tang En stood in front of the window sill on the twenty-fourth floor of the hotel, looking at the night view of Greece. What if one day he got tired of playing professional football?
Who could be by his side, let him forget his troubles and enjoy his private life?
This question was too boring for Tang En now. He shook his head, stretched, and walked back to his room, ready to sleep.
There was still a fierce battle tomorrow.
Now that he had not even won a championship title of sufficient weight, it was too inauspicious to consider something like losing interest …
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