What the author said earlier:
Yes, it was the same as the previous chapter.
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Tang Jing sat upright in front of her father. Her father sat behind the large desk, wearing reading glasses and carefully reading his daughter's new manuscript.
He read the three-thousand-word manuscript for a full fifteen minutes, but he still had no intention of putting it down. The chief editor's office was silent.
After a long time, Chief Editor Tang Yuanan took off his reading glasses and rubbed his Qingming acupoint.
"Xiao Jing, I'll be retiring in a few years …"
"I know, father. If there's a problem, just push all the blame to me. "
Tang Yuanan put down his hand and stared at his daughter who was sitting opposite him. "Nonsense! How could your father be such a person? "
Tang Jing did not speak. She just continued to look at her father, the president and editor-in-chief of the sports newspaper with the largest circulation in China.
"I practically single-handedly built this newspaper. It's been twenty-two years … I'm just worried that once your article is published, the newspaper will be under a lot of pressure …"
Tang Jing pursed her lips. "Then I'll resign now and switch to other sports newspapers to harm them."
"Hey, you … …" Tang Yuanan really did not know what to do with his daughter. He stared at Tang Jing for a while, then his tone softened. "Actually, what Tony Twain said is not new. When the General Administration of Sport of China planned to implement a national system and return football to the era of professional sports schools, many people discussed this issue in private. But no one dared to say it openly. Even if you say it in front of the media, it won't go on the media … Do you know why, Xiao Jing? "
"It's the pressure from the Football Association."
"No." Tang Yuanan shook his head. "The Chinese Football Association has long been a target of scorn. After the Olympics, Xinhua News Agency and People's Daily published articles criticizing the Chinese Football Association. Someone had to take the blame for the failure of the Olympic Games and World Cup qualifiers, and the Football Association was a good candidate. The real pressure came from … the General Administration of Sports. The Chinese Football Association was a subsidiary of the General Administration of Sport. The real decision maker was actually the General Administration of Sport. The Chinese Football Association was just following the general route given by the General Administration. So who was Tang En scolding with these words? It's not the Football Association, it's the General Administration of Sport. "
Tang Jing's expression also changed slightly. She was very clear about the difference between the Football Association and the General Administration of Sport. She also knew which organization had more power.
After thinking for a while, she got up and walked to her father's desk. She reached for the manuscript. "No more, Dad. I don't want to make things difficult for you. "
Tang Yuanan had wanted to reach out to take it back, but he put his hand down again. He allowed his daughter to pick up the script filled with Tang En's angry words and walk out of the office.
Back in the press room, Tang Jing began to tidy up the things on her desk — her favorite Garfield pendant, her cup, folders, books …
Her colleagues looked at her strangely and silently packed up these things. There were fewer and fewer things on the table. They were all swept into the box.
"Tang Jing, what are you doing?" Finally, a colleague who was on good terms with her ran over and asked in surprise.
"I quit." Tang Jing took out a folded piece of paper from her pocket and placed it on the table. Then she picked up the suitcase and smiled at her concerned colleague.
"Yes …" None of her colleagues could react as they watched her leave the office with their mouths agape.
The paper that was pressed on the table was a "resignation letter" that had been written long ago.
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When Tang Jing was driving back to her house, she received a call from her father.
"Tang Jing!!" Tang Yuanan roared angrily on the phone. "What do you want!"
"I quit, Dad." Tang Jing looked calm. "What I want to do now is none of your business."
"I don't agree to your resignation!"
"Then we'll go to the labor arbitration court, Dad."
"…" Tang Jing could even hear the sound of her father gritting his teeth.
"Okay!" He exhaled forcefully. "Even if you quit, you're still my daughter. I won't allow it! "
"Your daughter has long been an adult and has long moved out to live on her own. Even if you're a father, you have no right to interfere with your daughter's life. "
"You …"
Tang Yuanan still wanted to say something, but Tang Jing had already heartlessly refused to continue talking to him. "All right, Dad. Your daughter is now holding the steering wheel with her left hand and holding her cell phone in her right hand. She's driving on the highway around the city. If you don't want to get a death call from the traffic police later, I'm going to hang up now, Dad. "
"Hey, Tang Jing, you … Hello? Hello! "
He could only hear the busy tone.
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That night, Tang Jing updated her blog on Sina, announcing that she had officially resigned from Titan Sports. She was now a lonely, jobless vagrant. Then she recalled some of her life working at the newspaper office and thanked some people.
As she followed and reported on Nottingham Forest in Nottingham, and was also rumored to be a well-known "beautiful reporter" who had some scandals with Dunn, Tang Jing's blog had always been very popular. So, her post was quickly reposted. Those who knew her well were all surprised by her resignation. Because there was no indication that she was unhappy at the newspaper office, just two days before her resignation, she was ordered to fly to Chengdu to do an interview for Tang En. Many reporters in China wanted to do an interview with Tang En, but only Tang Jing had this opportunity. There was also no news of her having any conflicts with the leaders. Everyone knew that she was the daughter of the editor-in-chief. No matter how big the conflict was, it would not be to the extent of her resignation …
The advantages and disadvantages of the Internet era were that it was easy to spread. So, in less than one night, the news of "a well-known beautiful reporter from a well-known sports newspaper in the country suddenly and mysteriously resigned" appeared on the homepage of several portals. Many netizens expressed their views on this, and there were all kinds of explanations.
The most exciting was that some people said that because this woman and Dunn's relationship was exposed, she had to resign due to pressure from all sides. She said she was going to Chengdu to interview Tang En, but in fact, she was going on a date with Dunn. She did not expect to be caught red-handed by Tang En on the spot. The Nottingham Forest Football Club lodged a strong protest to a certain newspaper office, so even though she was the daughter of the president, she had to resign to appease the gaffe. Otherwise, if the matter was exposed, it would not be good for anyone …
However, although this explanation was interesting, not many people believed it. Because how could a foreign club fly into a rage just because one of their assistant managers had sex with a woman from his home country during a vacation? Isn't this taking it too lightly?
As a result, the real reason for Tang Jing's resignation was still widely debated.
There were also reporters who called Tang Jing, hoping to hear what she had to say. In the end, Tang Jing's phone was turned off and she could not be reached at all.
Her only window of contact with the outside world was a Sina Blog.
The next night, while everyone was still speculating why the beautiful reporter, Tang Jing, who had been having a smooth career and had risen to fame in recent years, would suddenly resign, her blog was updated with another article.
"This was the last question I asked when I went to Chengdu to interview Tony Twain two days ago. I just asked it as a routine matter, but I did not expect to get an unexpected response. As everyone knows, Twain can speak fluent Mandarin. Regarding this question, we spoke directly in Mandarin from the beginning to the end. So, you don't have to suspect that I will use the translation machine to tamper with his answer. This is the original article. I will consider publishing the audio recording of this conversation tomorrow. " This was what Tang Jing wrote at the beginning. What followed was naturally the article she showed her father back then.
"China Football in the Eyes of a Successful English Football Manager."
In the three-thousand-word article, Twain's style of words and sentences could be seen everywhere. This unruly English manager had given a torrent of abuse to China's football, and his scolding hit the nail on the head. Most people would nod in agreement when they read it.
At the end of the article was what Tang Jing had written at the back: Everyone is welcome to repost, but please do not change a word in it.
Tang Jing had succeeded. She used the resignation incident to whet everyone's appetite, and after the focus on her blog, she then threw out this long-planned article, causing an earthquake on the Internet in the shortest time possible.
Sina, Sohu, NetEase, Tencent, Tianya … and other websites and forums, big and small, famous and unfamous, professional and unprofessional, that had nothing to do with football, all reposted the article in the first instance. The original article's clicks on her blog soared overnight, and the comments were refreshing every minute.
Some people agreed, some people scolded, some people pondered, and some people questioned.
Those who agreed naturally said that the article had hit the nail on the head, which made some people suddenly see the light.
Those who scolded were more interesting — of course, they would not scold Twain and Tang Jing because they supported such a lousy China football team. The reason they scolded was: No matter how lousy China football was, no matter how lousy the China Football Association was, it was still the family affairs of the Chinese people. Since when was it the turn of a British barbarian to point fingers at our own family affairs? And to scold them so harshly. Who do you think you are? No matter how successful you are, no matter how many championships you win, what's there to be proud of here in China? Not to mention that you seem to have been down and out in the last two years …
Those who questioned questioned questioned whether Tang Jing was faking the article to please the crowd, and that it was simply self-hype. Anyway, it was an era of hype. It was no longer unusual to hype others, but to hype oneself. Those celebrity blogs and online celebrities were all products of self-hype. Therefore, this year belonged to the era of "being ugly but still daring to show off." Their reasons were also very good — an Englishman, no matter how much he claimed to understand and love China, could not say something so sharp about the current situation of China football. These words could only be written by people who had been immersed in China football for many years, or only by Chinese people who really understood and cared about China football. What was an Englishman doing here to join in the fun? Did he know who the current full-time vice-president of the China Football Association was? He was here scolding the system. Also, look at the ubiquitous emotion of "being resentful of iron for not becoming steel" and "being angry at its incompetence and sad at its misfortune" in the article. How could an Englishman who had nothing to do with our country have such emotions? Therefore, to sum up the above inferences, it was concluded that Tang Jing's level of falsification was too poor, or she simply sold such a big flaw to complete self-hype.
"Skepticism" was quite popular in the mainstream media because they represented the voice of "calm thinking." Although these people were indeed very calm and thought about it seriously, and did not blindly follow what others said. But it was a pity that their serious analysis was really wrong this time.
Some people called on Tang Jing to put the recording she said online as proof.
But the next day, Tang Jing's blog was quiet. There was no "Tony Twain's original voice reappearance" at all.
This time, the wave of questioning that she fabricated news and self-hype became even more turbulent. And it also gave rise to a division — to express agreement with what the article said, and at the same time, to affirm Tang Jing's original intention for doing so. But they still thought that the article was fabricated by Tang Jing herself.
In addition, there were also rumors that the Football Association also attached great importance to the article. If it was really fabricated by Tang Jing, they would not rule out taking it to court.
Tang Jing then wrote on her blog, "I thought about it. Technology is so advanced now. Even if I send out a recording, people who don't believe it will think it's fake through some kind of voice changing software. Just like when the pornographic photos first came out, didn't the fans of those stars all think that the photos were photoshopped? Pictures can be photoshopped, and videos can also be faked. Then how difficult is it to fake a mere audio file? People who don't believe it will not believe it no matter what evidence you bring out. Sometimes I feel that it's quite sad to doubt everything and overturn everything. So, I decided not to post it for now. If you have any questions, you can ask Tony Twain yourself. Isn't he in Sichuan, China? "
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Twain suddenly found that his and Shania's plan to spend the holiday with his parents and Dunn in this small town in Southern Sichuan had completely gone down the drain.
Because there were suddenly a lot of reporters who spoke Mandarin with accents from all over the country swarming around Twain's parents' house.
Every day, someone would come knocking on the door and ask politely and humbly, "May I ask if Mr. Tony Twain lives here?"
Ever since Tang Jing called on those who had questions to ask Tony Twain themselves on her blog, these reporters really all came running over. Anyway, when they interviewed Dunn in the past, they knew the address of the Tang family's house. One by one, they came knocking, hoping to hear Twain say if those words really came from his mouth.
In order not to disturb the two elders, Twain and Shania had to move to a hotel in the city to stay. Finally, they managed to lure the reporters away from the Tang family like flies.
But they did not come here to sightsee. They just wanted to stay with the two elders. With all this trouble, what was the point of returning to Sichuan?
"What's going on?" Twain was very surprised. He really could not figure out why he had suddenly become a cream cake that attracted flies.
"The words you said to Tang Jing were posted on her blog." Only Dunn and Tang Jing were still in contact, so he knew the whole story. "But I didn't expect them to come looking for you so soon. It looks like … "He did not finish his sentence. It looked like Tang Jing could not hold on much longer.
"F * ck, are you kidding me?" Twain scolded. "I was just scolding the current situation of China football and these people came looking for me like crazy. Every day in China, a conservative estimate is that there are 10,000 people scolding China football, right? Why don't you go looking for them? "
"If it's ordinary people scolding, the higher-ups won't care. You're different. You're a public figure and a famous manager. Even if you fart, people will pay attention. "
Twain pinched his nose. "Find a better analogy in the future. What I'm talking about is the mouth, not the body. No, why do I have to suffer for your secret lover? I can't even play well … I'll just lay my cards on the table, tell them the answer, and then tell them to go back to where they came from! "
"Aren't you worried?"
"What should I be worried about?" Twain looked at Dunn strangely. "What's there to be afraid to admit after saying such things? It's not like it's something embarrassing. Besides, I'm an Englishman, what can I not say? If I scold them, what can the Football Association do to me? Ban me? Not let me attend the Spring Festival Gala? Remove the advertisement of the product I endorse? Completely cut off the possibility of me coaching the China team? Oh, then I really have to thank God … I can die in peace after hearing these words in the morning. "
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The next day, Twain informed the reporters who followed him to the small city of South Sichuan from the hotel he was staying at that he would hold an impromptu press conference the next day. If they had any questions, they could ask them at the conference.
The hotel Twain was staying at was the best in the city, but it rarely welcomed such a lively scene. They treated it as the most important thing and did their best to handle it. The publicity was also very well done. All the reporters who heard the news knew that Twain was going to hold a press conference, so there were even more people flocking there.
On the day of the impromptu press conference, the conference room specially set up by the hotel was not enough to accommodate everyone. It made the hotel manager so anxious that his forehead was full of sweat. In the end, it was Twain who came out and asked everyone to simply move to the lobby, which solved the problem.
Because it was an impromptu press conference, there was no time to prepare any background boards for advertising sponsors. The curtain behind Twain was printed with the hotel's huge logo and name, which served as a free advertisement for them.
"I know what you want to ask. I roughly looked at it online yesterday." Twain sat down and did not wait for the reporters to raise their hands to ask questions. He directly spoke in Mandarin. "This matter is very interesting. I'm not saying that the article is interesting. I'm saying that everything that follows from it is very interesting. "
"I won't deny what I've done. I've carefully looked at Miss Tang Jing's blog post. I'm now officially announcing that the part of the article that involved what I said, not a single word was changed. It was indeed what I said to Miss Tang Jing personally. "Tang En looked at the dumbfounded reporters with a straight face.
"Well, that's all I have to say. Goodbye." With that, he got up to leave.
The reporters seemed to have woken up from a dream. They did not care about the order of raising their hands to ask questions. One by one, they squeezed forward to block Twain and threw out their questions.
"Mr. Twain! I can't understand why you said those things! "
"Tang Jing asked. Of course, I have to answer. What's so hard to understand?"
"No, no, I mean … your answer is a little inappropriate for your status …"
"What's inappropriate about it? Because I'm Nottingham Forest's manager, so I can't comment on China's football? Don't you reporters especially like to ask when interviewing foreigners — what do you think of China's players, China's football team … etc? "
"Mr. Twain, it's impossible for you to have such a deep understanding of China's football. Did Miss Tang Jing hint you to say it? Or did she write the answer in advance for you to read? "
"Don't tease me, sir. You're not only insulting my intelligence, you're also insulting my character. I understood those words myself. No one gave me any hints, nor did I memorize them in advance. "
"But you're British …"
"What? I remember saying that I know China very well … I know everything about this country, including football. Is it unreasonable for me to know your football? Your football is so bad that the whole world knows it. As an Englishman who loves China, I understand it very well, right? The Beijing Olympics has already made your football lose face to the world. What's so unbelievable about that? Do you think you can't see this fact by sticking your head in the ground and sticking your butt up? Besides, how many full-time vice-presidents of the China Football Association are involved in football and understand football? They can sit in the top positions. Why doesn't anyone loudly question whether it's reasonable for them to do so? You have no right to question whether it's reasonable for me to say such things! "
As Twain squeezed his way out, he used his clever and eloquent words to fight back against the reporters' questions. The hotel security guards also wanted to come up and help, but they had lost the initiative and were already squeezed to the outermost periphery. They could only watch helplessly as they rubbed against the heavy encirclement.
"But Mr. Twain, don't you think that as a foreigner, your evaluation of China's football is too much?"
"What's too much? If it's rotten to the core, it's rotten to the core. If it's rotten to the core, it's no wonder your football hasn't improved for decades. What do you mean by not washing one's dirty linen in public? I think you should take the initiative to spread it out. The more people know about it, the better. You don't clean up the oozing wounds and even cover it up … Are you planning to raise maggots to get rich? "
"You're a foreigner. What's the point of criticizing China's football?"
"There's no point. You ask and I answer. That's all there is to it. If you have what it takes, don't come here from thousands of miles away to ask me questions. " Speaking of this question, Twain had a stomach full of anger. Damn it, my vacation has been ruined by you flies. How dare you ask such an idiotic question in front of me!
The smell of gunpowder at the scene was getting stronger.
After the incident, the media said that Tony Twain directly had a heated argument with a group of reporters at the press conference, but it could not be considered as making irresponsible remarks …
"Mr. Twain, is it appropriate for you to criticize the official organization of a country that manages football?"
"What's inappropriate about it? If the British Prime Minister does something wrong, people will still talk about it. What's there to say about a problem with a football association? Don't tell me you all think there's nothing wrong with the China Football Association at all, that it's diligent, serious, and responsible? "Twain could not help but laugh. "If you all think so, I have nothing to say. I've scolded them, and I've criticized them. The China Football Association is not happy? Very angry? What has it got to do with me? Let me tell you, if they were standing in front of me today, I'd say the same thing! They're just a dog raised by the headquarters. Is it really hard for them to be someone? It's really the biggest joke in the world … Ridiculous! Pathetic! Pitiful! Shameful! "
With that, Twain forcefully pushed the crowd aside and squeezed out.
Halfway through, he turned around and pointed to the group of reporters, saying, "I suddenly thought of a joke. Ah, it's said to be a joke, but it's actually a true story that happened around me. The atmosphere was too tense just now. Do you want me to tell it to ease everyone's emotions? "
With that, without waiting for the reporters to agree, he went on to say, "My team's right back, Rafinha, is a member of the Brazilian Olympic team. As one of the few players in my team who was fortunate enough to participate in the Beijing Olympics. When he returned to Nottingham, he showed off to me the Chinese language he learned in China. One day during training, he smugly said to me, 'Boss! I know how to shout in Chinese to cheer on the Brazilian team! 'So I let him shout it, and then I heard him shout,' Xie X Long dismissed!! '"
All the reporters present looked at each other in silence.
Twain looked at them and laughed, "Is it very cold? But I think it's funny! I'm dying of laughter. Ahahahahaha — "
Just like that, he left the temporary press conference hall with laughter. Leaving behind a group of dumbfounded people.
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What the author said later:
Actually, I think I'm quite sad. If I could, I would like to point at the noses of the leaders of the China Football Association and scold them, "Ignorant! Incompetent! Shameless! Stupid! Idiots! Pretentious! "
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