Chapter 95 Are you ready?

On the last night before the final, Tang En did not sleep a sweet sleep, he had a dream.

Everything in the dream was very dazed. He only knew that there were many people around him. Most of the faces of those people were blurred and he couldn't hear clearly. There was noisy around him. What everyone was saying, but he couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.

The scene was a bit chaotic, the lights were flickering, and white light kept coming up and disappearing.

Although he couldn't see the faces of these people clearly or hear the sounds of their words, he knew that these people were laughing, looking at him with a smile, talking loudly. There were many people around him, and those people were looking at him.

Tang En was a little confused in his dream. He wanted to open his mouth to ask, but found that he could not make any sound when he opened his mouth.

——What’s going on? Who are you? Where am I?

These are the questions he wants to ask.

Before he could figure it out, he found himself flying up and then fell into darkness, his whole body suddenly felt cold, wet up and down, and there was no dry place.

He was awakened.

When I woke up, I found that it was a cold sweat on my back. No wonder I felt it was wet and cold.

The central air conditioner in the room made a humming low sound, proving that he was working all the time. Tang En grabbed the watch on the bedside table and was at half past six in the morning. He wanted to lie down and continue to sleep, but when he thought of the sweat on his body, he was no longer sleepy.

The pajamas on her body were all swelled up, and it was uncomfortable to lie down, so Tang En simply got up and took a shower.

He was still thinking about that dream when he was taking a shower. He couldn't see it in the dream in detail, and after waking up, he had no deep impression. He only remembered the points of many people and the cold and dampness.

He suddenly shuddered in the hot shower.

Could it be that the scene was lost and jumped into the sea in front of many media?

This dream is so unlucky! He opened the bathroom door and spitted three saliva outside.

Tang En's body was dry after taking a shower, but he felt refreshed. He couldn't fall asleep even if he wanted to sleep.

He simply sat on the sofa by the window and began to read tactical notes.

This thick notebook records various tactics, the Forest Team, the opponents, and the advantages, weaknesses, how to deal with them... and other information. This is what Tang brought to him, and he learned to use it for himself.

The latest page now records the various tactics used by AC Milan in the league and this Champions League. Although he can already memorize it, Tang En still takes it out and passes the time.

He didn't watch it for long and let it go again, and the dream made him care a little.

Regarding dreams, Tang En heard this sentence when he was very young, "I think about it on the day and dream about it at night." That is to say, dreams are usually the image reactions of something that I care most during the day. But he has not repeatedly considered jumping into the sea these days. He almost forgot it. If it weren't for dreaming, he might not have remembered it.

Later, when he grew up, he heard that dreams were prophecies for something in the future. Some people often feel that this situation seems familiar when experiencing something, maybe they had encountered it in a dream on a certain night.

Could this dream indicate that the final will fail?

Tang En put down his notes and looked up at the slightly bright sky outside the window.

He believed in fate, but did not believe in these illusory dream prophecies.

After figuring out what happened to that dream, Tang En let go of this matter. He buried his head in reading the tactical notes again.

He had already thought of a solution to this dream.

Because there is no need to train this morning in the finals, most players get up late. Tang En had already finished breakfast before he saw them coming out of the elevator one after another.

Someone was still yawning when he greeted Tang En.

"Good morning...ah—heh—"

Donn looked a lot more energetic, and Chris Lack yelled in his loud voice in the restaurant: "Don't you wake up yet? Look. You are not as energetic as the head coach! It's not OK to go to the finals like this. Let's cheer me up!"

Tang En stood beside his assistant and smiled.

After everyone went in to have a meal, Don turned his head to Chris Lak and Don around him and said, "It seems that they are all relaxing, which is a good thing."

"Just don't relax too much." Chris Lack said with a frown.

This is not the first time he has entered the Champions League final with the team, but it seems that he is even more nervous than Chu Ge Tang on the side.

Maybe that failure last season was too unforgettable and had an indelible impact on him?

Who knows?

Don Eun laughed: "I see you are a little too nervous, David. Relax. Do you have any arrangements in the morning?"

Unexpectedly, Don En would ask this question, and the two topics jumped too quickly. Chris Lak did not react. He was stunned for a while before shook his head: "There is no arrangement."

"Do you want the three of us to go out for a walk?"

"It's not a woman, why are you shopping..." Chris Lack rejected the proposal.

After breakfast, it is free time to go to the hotel, play table tennis, table tennis, and use this entertainment to spend time, waiting for lunch and lunch break. After lunch break, they will set off for the final venue after a simple dinner. They will prepare for the upcoming final battle.

In order to calm the nervous Chris Lack, Don sat with him in the hotel cafe. He ordered two cups of coffee and watched the players next to him play table tennis while chatting casually.

Tang did not appear here, and Tang En didn't know where he went, so he didn't care about Tang's private life.

Donn and Chris Lack talked a lot, from when they worked together on the youth team, talking about the Forest team's failure to upgrade, and succeeding in the Super League a year later when they were least favored. Some things are now very beautiful memories.

Don Eun has to thank him for chatting with Chris Lack at this time, and helped him re-clutter the memories of the past few years, so that he could remember some of the past things again.

This played a great role in his firm victory in this Champions League.

For those who do nothing, time passes slowly before the finals, but for those who are determined to compete early, this time can be considered as fast as water...

After lunch, the lively cafe and entertainment room were quiet again, and there were fewer reporters wandering inside and outside the lobby. It was lunch break, and all the players in Nottingham Forest were sleeping. After Chris Lark and Donn confirmed that everyone had returned to their rooms, they also went back to their houses.

In order to compete at night, they must keep their energy.

At the same time, the same is true in the hotel where AC Milan is staying. The news media cannot rest at this time. They must make all preparations for the evening game. For example, preparing two post-match reports - plan a wins the game, and plan b loses the game.

Pierce Bruce frowned in his room, facing the blank document on the laptop on his open. It’s easy to say that winning is nothing more than praise. Reporting to everyone in the Forest Team, focusing on reporting on the heroes of winning, and arranging on-site interviews. Then, as a Forest Team fan, he used emotional brushstrokes to describe the feelings after the victory of this game. Bruce is best at this kind of thing. After the game is over, he can finish it in one go.

What to do if you lose?

In fact, losing is not nothing to do, such as the highly anticipated Tony Tangen jumped into the sea. But the Nottingham Evening Post where he works did not win the media coverage of the event. This made the owner of the Evening Post a little dissatisfied. Originally, he believed that with the years of cooperation between this newspaper and Tangen, the exclusive media coverage of the media would not be left behind by others. Unexpectedly, Tangen handed over all this to Billy Woods. Wuks chose a business partner and naturally did not look at the friendship. Instead, he saw who paid more money. In this way, the Sun, which paid the most, became the exclusive reporter.

The Evening Post will not be able to report this sensational event. If they lose, they will fall into a very embarrassing situation. After Donn promised that he would jump into the sea if he lost the game, the usual reports of losing can no longer attract everyone's attention. Perhaps except for the fans of Nottingham Forest, people all over Europe and the world want to see this young and proud madman coach who made a fool of himself.

There is nothing more pleasant than leaving a big talker speechless.

Bruce thought for a long time but didn't know how to prepare for the B plan after losing. He leaned on the back of the chair, looked up at the ceiling and sighed.

At this time, most of the other... no, all the media are preparing plan B with high spirits, right?

"The Throwing Tony Tang En", "Please Jump to the Sea", "It's embarrassing to lose", "Or jump or not to jump? This is a problem", "The sea is very cool, and Tang En is miserable", "Look at his unlucky look!"...

For titles like this, Bruce used his brains to jump out a lot. Everyone is very interested in the fact that Tang En is going to make a fool of himself. Taking advantage of the situation may be the most common type of human bad habits?

He is a staunch Nottingham Forest fan, since he decided to become a sports news reporter. He was born in Nottingham. He grew up in Nottingham, in addition to supporting Nottingham Forest. He wondered which team he would be waving.

Of course he doesn't want to see the Forest team lose. If he was a fan, he wouldn't even think about the idea of ​​"losing". But who told him to be a reporter now?

It is a routine to prepare two sets of plans before the finals and he must abide by them.

After thinking for a long time, Bruce still didn't know how to start, and finally he thought of the idea that Done told him on the phone.

At that time, it sounded more like Tang En's angry words. Now... After Bruce carefully chewed and savored those words, he suddenly realized that this approach might be the best to become a special one in the overwhelming "Tang En's jump to the sea".

He typed a line of words on the document:

Nottingham Forest loses again and again, we have nothing to say!!

After typing, he enlarged the line and then sent an e-mail to the editor-in-chief.

Fifteen minutes later, he received a call from the editor-in-chief.

"Damn it, Bruce!" On the phone, the editor-in-chief roared angrily, and Bruce had to move his phone away from his ears. Despite this, the sound was still clearly heard.

"This is what you have been thinking about for several days? I left a whole version for you. I trust you so much, so you fuckingly made this thing for me? What is this! How did your teacher in the journalism school teach you!"

Bruce simply put the phone directly on the table as if it was used hands-free.

After the editor-in-chief vented his anger, he picked it up and said, "Okay, I didn't tell you in detail my intentions, it was my mistake. But I was definitely not perfunctory. This is the best solution I came up with after careful consideration."

"What the hell is this the best plan? The whole version is blank, except for this title of "Fucking the Fuck!" The editor-in-chief continued to go wild.

So Bruce's mobile phone became "hands-free" again.

Waiting for the editor-in-chief to vent, Bruce continued: "Do you still remember our title after the Forest team entered the finals? That's the best period for selling land."

After he said this, there was no news over there. Obviously, the editor-in-chief was also considering the connection between this matter and that matter.

"Sometimes, I think it's not necessarily good to say too much. We've finished everything, but it's not necessarily what readers want to see. If... I mean if the Forest team really loses. I think there are things that we don't need to tell readers. If someone nagging in their ears at this time, it will only make them bored. So I think it's best to have such a title and say nothing. If you have emotions, they will vent themselves... and. At that time, there are criticisms and condemnations, and we won't get any advantage in it. It's better to be more innovative and attract more attention..."

After he finished speaking, he waited for a while and a hey laughter rang out from there.

"I still remember the serious young boy who just came here to work and was full of news reports. I still remember the 'duty editor' who deleted all the swear words after getting Tang En's special article. Hey, I have Pierce, where did you go in the past? Now I will talk big in front of me and attract attention?"

Bruce's face turned red. Of course, these were not his original intention, but if he wanted to survive in this world, he would definitely do a lot of things that were not what he wanted.

"But your idea is not bad. I used it! If it doesn't work, I won't spare you!"

Bruce strikes back: "Do you want the Forests to lose?"

"Ah...this...well, we all pray that your damn whimsical thoughts will never appear outside tomorrow's account."

After hanging up the phone, Bruce breathed a sigh of relief and felt a sense of ease to finish his work. He also hoped that such a great idea would never become a reality, whether it was not to appear on tomorrow's trauma.

But if you really lose, it is not a big mistake for the title to be vicious from content to form.
To be continued...