That night, the image of Twain smiling with a cheque in his hand appeared on major TV stations' sports news and football programs. Even entertainment talk shows that had nothing to do with football were discussing the matter with great interest — — because it was indeed a joyous matter.
This time, it was rare that most of the English people were on Tony Twain's side.
The massive invasion of foreign capital caused a lot of panic to those who were worried about the erosion of English football. At this time, it was very coincidental that Tony Twain stood up and used "Tony Twain's style" to reject Manchester City's financial attack. Although he only wanted to protect his own players, in the eyes of many outsiders, he could almost be equated with a "national hero" …
"… To be honest, I think they (the Arabs) should know what kind of opponent they have encountered. It's not easy to poach players from Tony Twain's team. " In Sky TV's football news, the news presenter commented with a smile after broadcasting the news.
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The BBC television station was conducting street interviews. A bald man excitedly clenched his fists and shouted, "Although I'm not a Nottingham Forest fan, this time I support Tony Twain and his team! We can't let the Arabs think that they can do whatever they want with money! Go Forest! Oh yeah! "
After the excited fan left, the reporter faced the microphone to the camera and said, "Obviously, he's not a Manchester City fan either."
"Well, thank you, Vincent. Maybe he's a Manchester United fan. "The anchor said after cutting back to the live broadcast room.
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In a midnight talk show, the female celebrity who was invited pushed her breasts up and said to the host with a smile, "Ah, I think I'm a little obsessed with the cute Tony. He's so manly! I don't mind having a one-night stand with him … I heard he doesn't have a girlfriend yet? "
The host made a face and said, "Aren't you afraid he's gay?"
The female celebrity rolled her eyes and smiled happily, "I don't mind at all! And I think it'll be more exciting! "
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BBC-5's reporter connected to the Daily Telegraph's reporter, Spicer, who was currently writing the book "What kind of man is he? The mysterious aura of Tony Twain". He told everyone who was paying attention to the matter over the phone during the live broadcast, "This is not just a football incident. I would rather call it a social phenomenon! My "What kind of man is he? The mysterious aura of Tony Twain" is almost done! When the time comes, I believe you will be able to understand some of the reasons. To be honest, he is such a person! "
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The message board on Sky TV's website was even livelier. There were fewer restrictions than the television media, so it seemed a little chaotic. Those who supported Tony Twain made up the majority, while those who opposed him were mostly Manchester City fans.
"Let him die! Who did he think he was? Tony Twain, that clown, he's a bastard child that his mother and I had messed around with, wahahahaha — "
"What a pitiful person. Another idiot who was driven mad by Tony …"
"OP, you idiot. Why didn't your father flush you down the toilet?"
"Ignore him, ignore him."
"Tony Twain, you can do it! We're all your supporters! "
"What's there to support for a nouveau riche like Nottingham Forest? A hooligan has also become your idol. I really feel sorry for the British now! "
"You're not qualified to say that, Manchester City nouveau riche bastard!"
"Manchester City idiot, who are you calling a nouveau riche? If you have the guts, come to Stamford Bridge. I'll beat you up! "
"We, the Manchester United fans, announce that there will only be one team in Manchester from now on, and that is — Manchester United! Oh yeah, oh yeah — oh yeah! "
"Get lost, you red-headed ghost! Don't you know who was the first owner of Manchester! Blue is the main color of English football! "
“FUCK！ Are you completely looking down on us, Liverpool? Let me tell you, England still has the most Champions League titles! Blue is a pile of sh * t! "
"Anfield bastard, don't think you can spout sh * t just because we Everton fans aren't here!"
"Manchester City idiots, they're not even as good as Arsenal …"
"White Hart Lane bastards, don't put us Gunners and idiots like Manchester City together. We can't afford to lose face like that!"
"Damn it, we'll show you in the next North London derby! You'll beat us! "
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It was indeed chaotic, really the most chaotic in history. (By the way, I recommend Zhang Xiaohua's "The Most Chaotic in History". I've been reading it for the past two days. It's a very enjoyable book).
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The protagonist of the chaos was at home. He crossed his legs, held a cup of tea, and chatted with his little fairy on the phone.
"Uncle Tony, you're in the headlines again!"
"Why? The Americans also care about the Premier League? Don't they all not watch football? "
"They looked it up on the Internet!"
"The Internet is so annoying. I can't even pretend to be a good person …" Tang En did not control his mouth and teased Shania, who could not see him. He found that he could not be serious as long as he talked to Shania on the phone during this period. He originally wanted to ask her about her studies and career in a serious manner, but when he said it, it became a joke. Perhaps it was because they had not seen each other for too long and he really missed her …
Sure enough, Shania was giggling on the other side. "But I like to see you pretend to be a good person, Uncle Tony."
"Why?" Tang En did not understand. What was there to like about pretending to be a good person?
"Because it's cute!"
A large bead of sweat dripped down Tang En's forehead. An uncle with a biological age of nearly 40 was cute? He felt a chill down his spine just thinking about it.
"Hey, Shania. Don't use the word 'cute' to describe old men in the future. I have goosebumps all over my body. "
Shania giggled and became even happier.
But to be able to make Shania, who was struggling alone in America, so happy, Tang En would do it even if he was asked to be a clown, not to mention a cute middle-aged uncle.
There was a very strange feeling growing in Twain's heart. He liked to hear Shania's bell-like laughter. He felt that if he could make Shania happy every day, it would be a great achievement. If anyone made Shania unhappy, he would never forgive them. If anyone wanted to hit on this cute little fairy, he would never … He didn't seem to have any rights, she wasn't even his daughter … But he could guard the door for her. If I don't like them, they are not allowed to come within five miles of Shania!
After laughing happily, the two of them then fell into a period of silence.
Tang En could even clearly hear the panting coming from the other end of the phone. Perhaps it was because she had laughed for too long. He could even imagine how red Shania's face must be at this moment, with a layer of fine beads of sweat on her forehead. The panting continued and became clearer. It was as if Shania herself had placed her lips next to Tang En's ear and breathed.
Tang En felt his ear itch …
"Is work tiring, Shania?" he asked in order to get out of this awkward situation.
"Of course it's tiring. Sometimes I feel like I'm too busy," Shania said with a pout. "I feel like I'm giving myself a year off to my heart's content!" She said loudly as she stretched.
As she became more and more famous and made more and more new friends in Hollywood, her career was also gradually expanding. It was normal to be busy.
Tang En smiled. Although Shania was 18 years old, she was still a child at heart. "If I really gave you a year off, wouldn't Mr. Fasal cry?"
"Hehe. I only dare to say this to you. Mr. Fasal is getting stricter and stricter. "Shania stuck out her tongue.
Tang En suddenly thought of something. "Where are your parents? Didn't they keep in touch? " He realized that when the two of them were together, Shania rarely took the initiative to mention her family. No matter how indifferent she was to family, she could not be like this. Moreover, he heard that Brazilians were not like the British. They had a strong sense of family.
"Yes, they came to Los Angeles to accompany me for a few days. But they're all busy. It's been like that for as long as I can remember. I'm used to it. Oh, right, they also asked about you. "
"Asked about me?"
"Yeah, I heard that you went to China and Japan, so I asked about it. You seem to be busy too …"
Tang En scratched his head. "If it's possible, I really want to give myself a year off …"
After he said that, he realized that he had said the same thing as Shania. He was stunned to hear Shania's happy laughter.
"If you take a year off, you won't be crying alone, right? Hmm, Uncle Tony? "
"Ahem, beautiful wishes can't always come true. Reality is so cruel, and society is so harsh … "
After chatting with Shania for a while, he hung up. Both of them were a little tired. They worked every day, strained to be public figures in front of people, and could only be themselves at home at night.
Lying in bed and staring at the ceiling, his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness in the bedroom. He was not thinking about how to deal with the more reporters swarming in tomorrow, nor did he think about what would happen after the fight with Manchester City. He suddenly recalled Shania's panting on the other end of the phone.
In addition to the clear sound of panting in his mind, there was only a slightly opened, moist red lips. The small and lovely tongue was hidden behind the white jade-like teeth, quietly peeking out, like a small lotus revealing its sharp horn.
Uncle Tony …
Tang En sat up abruptly from the bed, got out of bed, and trotted into the bathroom with his waist bent. He remembered that he had been busy chatting with Shania on the phone and forgot to relieve himself before going to bed … Soon, the sound of peeing into the toilet rang out.
Coming out of the bathroom, he passed by Shania's room and stood at the door to look inside for a while. The furnishings were exactly the same as when Shania was there. The whole family of Totoro dolls sat on Shania's bed and became temporary tenants.
Looking at these charmingly naive and furry dolls with different expressions, Tang En, who held on to the door frame, laughed.
Judy Shania Jordana, an 18-year-old international supermodel, a rising star in Hollywood, with countless fans around the world, who was thought to have a bright future, was still a little girl who couldn't fall asleep at night if she didn't hug something.
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The next day, outside the gates of Wilford, when Tang En and Dunn walked together, they saw a dense crowd of people surrounding the place from a distance. They all knew who those people were and what they were there for.
"To be honest, I'm not surprised at all." Tang En raised his head and said nonchalantly.
"To be honest, I'd be surprised if you were surprised." Dunn mocked him with a straight face.
"You're much more eloquent when you're with a beautiful female reporter, Dunn …" Tang En looked askance at his partner next to him.
Occasionally bickering was good for the physical and mental health.
"Hi, good morning, everyone … Yo, Mr. 007, how early are you here? There's still dew on the ends of your hair … "Tang En greeted the reporters skillfully and did not forget to make a joke or two with those he was on better terms with.
"That's sweat, Tony …" Pierce Brosnan smiled a little awkwardly and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Tang En motioned for Dunn to go in first, then he stood at the door and turned to ask, "What do you want from me?"
He did not want to bring this mess to the training ground. He would settle it here and not let a single reporter in.
"Do you know the latest reaction from the Manchester City club?" someone among the reporters asked loudly.
"What?"
"Manchester City's managing director, Paul Aldridge, issued a statement to hit back at your performance at yesterday's press conference. He thinks you're a circus clown and putting on a show. "
"He's not the first person to say that about me. There's nothing new about it. It doesn't matter. They want to buy players, and we've made a very sincere offer. If they can't afford it, they can honestly say they can't afford it. We can also announce the end of the transfer deal. I don't know where his personal attack came from. "Tang En spread out his hands with an innocent look. But the reporters all knew that if he were really innocent, there would be no bad guys in the world.
If they knew the Chinese saying, "Even a whore needs to have a monument to her chastity", and understood the meaning of this sentence, they would definitely give this sentence to Tony Twain. Because in their view, Tang En was the kind of person who had to have a monument to his chastity even after being a whore.
"But, Mr. Twain. Don't you think this offer is a little … "
"You think it's too little?" Tang En asked rhetorically, scaring the reporter into hurriedly waving his hands. What a joke. There were so many "9s". Who would dare to think it was too little? They could not even count them all!
"I mean … it's a bit exorbitant."
"I don't think so." The expression on Tang En's face became even more innocent. "The Manchester City club owner told us very sincerely that we could fill in the cheque however we wanted. He didn't say how much we couldn't fill in, nor did he set a maximum and minimum limit for me. I also very sincerely satisfied the other party's sincere request. I don't think either of us did anything wrong, so I don't understand what the managing director is angry about … Does he have to pay out of his own pocket? Oh, then he's so pitiful … "Tang En raised his eyebrows and sighed.
Some of the reporters laughed.
This time, most of the media was on Tony Twain's side. Many of the actions of the Manchester City club since the change of ownership had long angered many people in this circle, but they had never had the opportunity or excuse to express their dissatisfaction. If they deliberately picked a fight, it would instead give others something to use against them. Now that Manchester City had provoked Nottingham Forest, there was a good show to watch.
"If the Manchester City club makes a public statement saying that they never sent us a blank cheque and never said 'you can fill in the numbers however you want', it's all me using the name of the new Manchester City owner to hype myself up. Then I can hold another press conference and publicly apologize to the Manchester City club. The most sincere apology, absolutely without a second word! "
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Of course, Manchester City could not lick back the phlegm they had spat out. It was too disgusting …
In fact, the real reason was that the pervasive news media had already vividly portrayed the image of them throwing away a lot of money — and this was originally what they wanted to see the most. They hoped to use this way to attract the world's top players to play for them.
So, now that they were put in a spot by Tang En, there was no way to refute.
In another confrontation between Nottingham Forest and Manchester City, Tang En won. He finally regained the face he lost with Richards.
Manchester City suffered in silence and could not voice their bitterness. But did they have no way to deal with Tony Twain?
No, they had many ways.
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