Chapter 47: Unintentional Insertion (Part 2)

Yes, Tang En came here to find the "demons" in his mind, and the same is true for those people. They are all scouts from major clubs.

Southampton Football Club's youth training level is well-known throughout England and even Europe.

There are often various scouts who disguise themselves as they are here - why disguise them? Because the Southampton Club is not happy to let the damn scouts take away without spending a penny.

Scouts who are well-known in the circle won't appear here because they are too easily recognized.

Tang En didn't have this worry. He was not very famous in this circle, not to mention that he was wearing sunglasses.

He has been standing here for nearly an afternoon since noon. But to be honest, he was disappointed.

He didn't see the O Walcott who would become famous in the future.

Walcott), Donn was sure that he had not missed anyone, because Walcott's speed was too outstanding, and if he was on this field, there was no reason he could not find it. Then there was only one explanation now - Walcott was not here.

This is the youth training base in Southampton. If Walcott is not here, would he not be in Southampton? No? He is sure that Walcott should be in Southampton's youth team at this time, and he is still unknown and unknown.

Could it be...

A very bad idea suddenly flashed through Tang En's mind. He linked this matter with Lee Bowy's fight with his teammate Defoe on the court.

Has the future he knows has changed? Walcott did not go to Southampton, but went to other teams, such as the wealthy Chelsea... or he simply did not play football, and was an ordinary British child who went to school and got off school every day.

"This is damn... time travel!" Tang En lowered his head and cursed in a low voice. The most depressing thing is not the time travel itself, but the time travel is over but finding that everything he knew in advance is useless.

Tang En's swearing attracted the attention of a short and fat man beside him. He turned his head to look at Tang En, and suddenly asked, "What are you talking about?"

Tang En was stunned by this question. What does "What are you talking about?" I can't talk to myself and it's a big problem to get you up to?

"I heard you say 'time travel'. What does 'time travel' mean?" This person seems to be familiar with others, and he is the kind of person who can immediately talk to anyone and get into a passionate conversation.

"Uh, nothing. I'm talking to myself." Tang En obviously didn't want to be disturbed by this person's work, so he just said to death, leaving no room for the other party to follow the topic.

But Tang En obviously underestimated the man's ability to be familiar with himself. The short and fat middle-aged man nodded and quickly changed the topic: "What do you think of my son?"

"What..." Tang En's brain suddenly got caught, and the hard disk light flashed for a long time but couldn't figure out any connection between the two sentences "What are you talking about" and "How do you think my son is?" The topic jumped like it was from Earth to Mars.

Seeing that Tang En didn't say anything.

The opponent took the initiative to follow up: "Are you a scout? Arsenal? Manchester United? Chelsea? Liverpool? Or... Tottenham Hotspur? Well, let me think about it, maybe it's Real Madrid? Barcelona? AC Milan? Bayern Munich? Inter Milan?"

This guy reported the names of almost all the famous football clubs in the world in one breath. Tang En was a little dizzy and heard it. He waved his hand to signal the other party to stop.

"Sorry, I'm not a scout, nor do I work for any of the above teams."

When Tang En heard what he said, the short and fat man was disappointed and his interest in speaking seemed to have decreased. Just when Tang En was about to breathe a sigh of relief and then naturally change the place to watch the football.

The fat man brought the topic back to the previous one: "What do you think of my son?"

Tang En, who had been in vain today, really wanted to roar at the chattering man: "I don't know your damn son!" But he finally suppressed the anger in his heart and asked gritted his teeth, "Who is your son?"

The man didn't hear Tang En's tone was angry. He stretched out his fat hand and pointed at the court: "It's right there!"

Tang En looked along the man's hand and saw a group of children running on the court with a groaning...

"Sir..." Tang En couldn't help it, and his low roar began to echo in his throat. "I'm asking who your child is, not where he is..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the whistle in the venue and the cheers around him.

"Ah! The game is over! I'm so sorry, I have to pick up my son." The funny man left Tang En and squeezed out of the crowd.

Want to know Tang En's mood at this moment? If he has the ability, he must blow up the earth. Anger is burning in his heart. If someone comes to make trouble at this time, he will beat the other party to death.

If the person who is looking for trouble happens to be a short and fat man chatting...

The short and fat man rebeled back, and a child who was almost the same height as him was next to him.

The mature man didn't notice that Don't have any gloominess, like the face of British winter, pulled the child to introduce, "This is my son! How about it? He is great!"

The man's loud voice attracted the attention of several people nearby. They turned their heads and walked away again. The father and son took their son to self-promote the scouts who came out of nowhere. They have watched too many such dramas.

No one fell in love with this ordinary child. But when Tang En saw the child's face clearly, his anger disappeared without a trace in an instant.

I just played a game and the Southampton jersey on the child was soaked in sweat. It was just enough to see how his body was.

Tang En visually measured the height of the child, about 1.5 meters. From the perspective of the player, his body was a bit thin. But the point was not here, it was on the child's face.

The child pursed his lips and looked at Tang En curiously, which further highlighted his facial features. When Tang En first saw him, he felt that the child was very distinctive. His mouth was prominent overall.

To describe it in one word, a pointed-mouthed monkey cheek. It looks quite like a monkey.

This look made him suddenly think of someone. So he asked the father of the child next to him tentatively: "Sir, what's your son's name?"

"Gares! Gareth Bell!" Speaking of his son's name, the short and fat man looked proud of his father.

Sure enough... Tang En thought. But he still needs to confirm.

"Is it g-a-r-e-t-h,gareth,b-a-l-e,bale?" he asked with anticipation.

The short and fat man nodded. “Yes! Gareth Bell! My son, genius!”

Tang En nodded vigorously, "That's right!"

The number one demon in the left-back in fm2007, the youngest player and goal scorer of the Wales national team in the future, makes Tottenham Hotspur and Manchester United jealous, what isn't it? He originally wanted to come to Southampton to find thirteen-year-old Walcott.

Unexpectedly, I met his later roommate!

It's really a loss and a harvest.

It doesn't matter if Walcott can't be found. Anyway, he is destined to be the one that Wenger and Arsenal like, and there are many excellent offensive players in the future. But this kid in front of him will be a real treasure in a few years! Even teams like Real Madrid are looking for excellent left-backs for Carlos who are about to leave - at that time, the whole world lacks left-backs.

When Bell's father saw that Don En agreed with his opinion, he was very happy to say to Bell beside him: "Look, son! This gentleman also agrees that you are a genius, don't worry, you will have a great future!"

The child was in a bad mood and said, as if he was not confident enough.

Tang En felt very strange about this. He became curious and planned to ask: "I'm sorry, can I ask what happened?"

Seeing someone willing to listen to him, the fat man couldn't close his mouth. Finally, after he kept talking nonsense, Tang En finally figured out the whole story of the matter.

This person is indeed the Welsh child whom Donn knew, Darry's Welsh child born in Cardiff.

Although Gareth Bale was called a "football genius" when he played football in his own school, the professional coaches of the youth team have obviously seen too many "geniuses".

Compared with Walcott, a genius who had already played over the level, Bale is just an ordinary person. Bale's father slutted for a long time before the Southampton youth team agreed to his son try out here for six weeks.

Today was his second time, and it happened to be a training match. He went up to play the last half but did not show anything exciting. The little guy was very frustrated.

But after hearing this story, Tang En was so happy that he wanted to laugh out loud. Before he traveled through time, he only knew what achievements Bell would be in the future. But he never thought that the story would be even more exciting behind the unknown.

He really wants to thank the coaches of the Southampton Youth Team for giving him this great opportunity.

If I, Donn, can't catch me, then I won't have to go back to Nottingham today, and I can jump into the English Channel and drown now!

The fat man told him that Walcott was indeed in the club, but he did not train in this team. He had been mentioned to the youth team under the age of seventeen to go to the training time for a week and two days. Not here yet.

Instead, he was placed in King Edward's School in Astrotopfer, where he received cultural education and practiced football. No wonder Don't stand here for an afternoon but couldn't find him. But Don't now doesn't care about the little tiger Walcott.

He lowered his head and took out the sticky note book he carried with him from his clothes, tore off a piece of paper, and wrote down his name, phone number, address and contact number of the Forest Youth Team Training Base.

Just like when he handed it to Wood, he stuffed the note into Bell's hand.

The fat man looked at Tang En strangely, while the child looked down at the words on the note curiously.

Donn smiled at Bell's father and said, "Southampton doesn't believe in your son's strength, I believe it.

If possible, I hope you will bring Bell to Nottingham Forest Youth Team tomorrow afternoon. I think the Forest Team will be happy to give your son an apprenticeship contract, and sign the contract directly without trial training.

"Nottingham Forest?!" the man shouted, "You said you are not a scout!"

Tang En smiled and said, "I didn't lie to you, sir. Of course I'm not a scout, I'm the head of the youth department of the Forest team. I'm very happy to know you, my name is Tony Tang En."

He stretched out his hand to the stunned father and son.
Chapter completed!