When he went back, Tangen chose to go around the fan zone because he could only pass through the second field by walking there. He was still worried that Wood would not be able to get off the ground and planned to see how this kid was practicing.

As a result, outside the empty No. 2 field, he saw a child lying on the barbed wire and watching with all his attention. He was fully focused and did not notice that Tang En and Mogan walked over, until he felt that the sky suddenly became cloudy...

So he looked up at the sky in confusion, with blue sky and white clouds, and the weather was just right.

Tang En was amused by this cute child, but his face deliberately became stern and shouted in a rough voice: "Hey, boy! Who asked you to come in? Do you know that this is a restricted area? You trespassed in forbidden area, I want the security guard to catch you!"

Unexpectedly, the child was not scared at all. He didn't even look at Tang En, and continued to turn his eyes to the training ground, and also spoke: "Coach Tony Tang En, are you going to be on the front page of the Sun for intimidating children?"

Mogan, behind the two, couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing, and the more he laughed, he became louder and louder. Tang En looked back at the man, and his previous impression made him think that this black man wouldn't laugh. Seeing Tang En looking at him, Mogan hurriedly covered his mouth: "I'm sorry, sir..."

Tang En curled his lips and said he didn't mind. Then he turned his head and continued to tease the child: "Hmm. OK, boy. Tell me who your dad is. You should be in school at this time. It's not good to skip school. I'll ask your dad to go back and spank you."

The child was disdainful—very sure. Mogan saw the child’s expression and said: “Who are you lying to? I’ve been out of school long ago!”

Tang En didn't expect the child to be so smart, and he was speechless. At this moment, a familiar male voice rang out: "I seem to hear someone threatening my son. Did he think he had lived too long?"

"It's really a hell... Michael, you actually have such a smart and cute son. I was so surprised!" Don Eun stood up and looked at the man in front of him. It was Michael Bernard, the fan leader who "don't fight" with him at the Forest Bar.

Bernard was holding a bottle of Coca-Cola in his hand, and he had obviously gone to buy drinks for his son.

"Do I understand that you are praising my son or scolding me?"

"Anything is OK. You can do it." Tang En blinked. "Did you bring your son?"

Bernard nodded and handed the Coke to his son. "I picked him up from school, and he said he wanted to come here to see him, so I brought him here."

"But the youth team is training in the No. 1 field." Tang En felt strange. Children like to become famous stars. Instead of going to the first team, they ran here, and they were not watching from the No. 1 field. What did he watch?

Bernard pointed to the training ground: "My son announced at supper two weeks ago that he was a fan of this guy."

Donn followed Bernard's hand and George Wood was doing heading on the open training ground. A coach was cooperating with him and threw the ball to Wood. Then Wood jumped up and pushed it back. After watching for about half a minute, he repeated this action, which was very monotonous and boring.

I just found a coach alone, but I didn't expect David to value this kid very much... Tang En touched his chin and was almost deceived by that guy.

However, Tang En still couldn't understand why a child became a fan of Wood. He had neither gorgeous skills nor fame, and even rarely played games. He practiced repeatedly here every day that the audience would feel bored. "What do you like him?" so he asked.

"He is very strong!" The child showed his arm and compared it.

Strong? Tang En glanced back at Mogan, so he said to the child: "This brother is also very strong."

The child looked up at Mogan, who bent down slightly, trying to leave a good impression on the child. Unexpectedly, the little devil curled his lips: "But he is not handsome enough."

This time it was Tang En's turn to laugh wildly. The tank man looked so depressed.

Don En who was almost squatting on the ground with a smile, continued, "I watched him train here for a long time and came here every day after school. Then I found him..." The little guy pointed to Wood and said, "I always do something repeatedly. At first I felt bored and not fun at all, and then I wanted to see if he would feel bored and stop practicing. I bet with him in my heart that he would give up, so I came to see him every day. But later I found that he was like a robot, never tired or resting, even that person..." He pointed at the coach again, "Even if that person went to rest, he was still practicing. So I admire him very much, because he defeated me! I decided to become his fan!"

After listening to the child's words, Don looked at Bernard and said, "Michael, you have a genius son, he is amazing. This is not a compliment, I'm sincere."

Bernard nodded: "Do you still need to say this? My son is the best!" His mouth was very hard, but his eyes were full of love and pride.

Unexpectedly, the fan who always yelled and fought with him would have such a tender side. Tang En opened his eyes today. Then he turned his eyes to the training ground and looked at Wood who was still doing heading practice. He was moved by this kid.

Maybe he just listened to his words in the locker room in the city stadium, so he buried his head in training until now, and really practiced twenty-four hours as seventy-two hours. He doesn't understand football, yes. He is a rookie who has only been in contact with football for three months, yes. His family is poor and cannot provide him with better living conditions, yes. He shoulders pressure that ordinary peers cannot bear, yes. But he is not sloppy. He takes this "job" seriously. He trains hard and gives ordinary people unimaginable sweat and hard work. He believes that Tang En's reputation is "guaranteed by the bank". He believes that if he continues to practice like this, he can become a superstar with a weekly salary of 120,000 pounds.

It has been three months since he traveled here. He has seen too many players. Some of them want to become big stars. Some of them are very talented, some are mediocre, some are short-sighted, and some are ambitious. There are too many people... But after watching so many people, Tang En found that perhaps the only one who dares to run to his doorstep to himself and proclaims that he is the best player in England, and he will really become the best player in England.

No, it will. For your mother, you must!

So even though he did nothing and just had his own boring training and training every day, he also had his first fan.

Tang En suddenly felt that he should give Wood a reward, who had not succeeded, so he shouted loudly outside the barbed wire: "Joe——Zhi!"

His loud voice even frightened the birds in the tree behind him, and Wood and the coach had no reason not to hear it. Sure enough, the two of them stopped training and turned to look over.

"Stay a break!" Done waved to the coach, "Let Wood come over."

The coach recognized that the person who interrupted their training was the first team head coach Tony Donn. So he said a few words to Wood, and then he saw Wood running over with confusion. He was also very strong, but his strength was different from Mogan's. Mogan could tell at a glance, and Wood's strength probably had to be personally in touch with him to understand deeply... Looking at the kid's runaway, Donn was very satisfied with the training plan arranged by Chris Lark for him.

"What are you doing? I'm training." Although there were four people on the sidelines, Wood only had Tang En in his eyes. He spoke very badly.

"Of course I know you're training, will you die if you give you a break?" Don't answer much like the tone of the head coach and the player. He waved to Wood, "Come here, get closer."

Wood obediently came up and almost stuck to the wire website. Although he didn't understand why Tang En asked him to come, he did not object.

Then Donn turned his head and asked Bernard's son: "Do you have a pen?"

The child took out a large sign pen from his schoolbag, which was almost a must-have for fans. Donne took the pen and stuffed it into Wood's hand. Then he asked Bernard to stick the wire website to flatten the clothes on his chest.

"Sign him."

Wood was a little stunned when he heard this. He thought he had heard it wrong, so he held the pen in his hand and didn't move.

Don Eun repeated again: "Sign him. George, he is your first fan, you can't be so cold to him. Squat down and sign!"

Wood did as he did this time. His hands holding the pen seemed to tremble a little, and he put them on the child's clothes for a long time without scratching them.

"Don't you write your own name?" Tang En smiled as he looked at the scene.

"I...of course...I will!" Wood wrote his name hard on the front of the child's red clothes: George Wood. His handwriting was skewed.

Tang En took the opportunity to mock him: "It's so ugly! Maybe the words written by this fan of yours are not as good as you. Haha!"

Wood ignored Don Eun's ridicule, handed the pen back, and asked, "Can I go back to train?"

This kid is really confused. At this time, shouldn’t he touch the head of the little fan and say some beautiful scenes, and have fun? At this time, he said, “Can I go back to train?”, which is really a shame. Tang En waved his hand angrily: “Go back!”

Wood turned around and ran back without any nostalgia. Looking at his back, Tang En murmured in a low voice: "I really don't have the potential to be a big star..."

The child didn't care about Wood's attitude. He looked down at the name on his clothes, then turned to his father and said, "George Wood! Look, Dad!"

Michael Bernard touched his son's head pitifully, "If you like it, keep it carefully."

Tang En was speaking next to him: "That's right! Treasure it, this is Wood's first signature. When he becomes a big star, you can sell it out for money."

Bernard Jr. grimaced at Donn: "Even if I don't have the money to buy a new Forest team jersey, I won't sell this one!"

Looking at his serious tone, Don Eun smiled. Hello, George, see? Your number one loyal fan, now there is another reason for you to become a superstar.

Bernard, who had received his idol's signature, still wanted to stay and see him. He wanted to cheer for Wood. Tang En obviously could not be with him here. After saying goodbye to Michael and his son, he took Mogan away.

"Wes, have you ever been signed by fans?" asked Don En, who was walking in front.

"Not yet, sir."

"Well, don't worry. It will be there soon..."

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When Don Eun brought Mogan back to the first team training base, a golden shepherd ran towards him, and he was startled. When was the training base allowed to walk the dog?

The dog surrounds him and wags his tail hard.

Mogan looked very happy when he saw the dog, so he squatted down and handed it out. The dog stuck out his tongue and licked it, making Mogan laugh.

Tang En looked at him squintly: "Do you like dogs very much..."

"Don't you like it, sir?" Mogan continued to play with this dog that appeared inexplicably, and even forgot to see his head coach's expression.

Frowning and a gloomy face. This fully reflects Tang En's current mood. He does not like dogs. When he was working in Chengdu, he was full of dogs on the streets and could step on dog shit when he went out. But the problem now is that dogs can appear in parks and streets, but should not appear in football training bases. He plans to find the owner of this dog and teach him a lesson so that he will never dare to use the forest team's training base as the back garden for him to walk his dogs again.

"Okay, don't worry about that dog. I'll take you to the training ground."

Mogan was reluctant to say goodbye to the dog, but he was immediately surprised to find that the dog was following him. "Sir, it has been following us! It likes us!"

"Yes. It follows you and likes you..." Tang En stopped. He saw that Old Bower did not direct the team training on the training ground, but chatted with an old man outside. In front of the old man who seemed to be unable to stand firmly, Bower lowered his head and respectful attitude surprised Tang En. This old man was not as fat as Niger Doggety, and he must not be the Chairman. So who could it be?

Just when he was confused, the conversation ended. The old man reached out and patted Bowyer on the face, and Bowyer acted like a child. This scene was so funny!

Then the old man whistled, and then the shepherd dog that was originally jumping around Mogan ran over and jumped over and wagged his tail around the old man.

Mogan looked at the running away with regret, while Tang En looked at the old man's back with a strange look. He had just searched from the deepest part of his memory, but he couldn't find any information about the old man. Didn't even know Tony Tang En? Or... this memory was knocked away?

Bowy watched the old man leave, then turned around and walked back. He just walked for less than two steps, and ran into Don En.

"Yan..." Tang En wanted to ask who that old man Bowyer was, but he didn't expect that Bowyer was very happy to see him.

"Tony! Are you back?" Even his voice was so happy that he even raised his voice a little higher.

Tang En nodded: "That..."

"What a pity, why do people come to you every time you go to the youth team?" Bowy didn't give Tang En a complete chance.

"Ah?" Tang En was confused. Was the strange old man here to find him?

Bowy nodded vigorously: "The boss originally wanted to meet you, but you were not here. So he invited us to visit his house tomorrow afternoon! Visitors! Do you know? Tony, there are only a few people who can be invited by the boss to have tea. I can only envy Trevor Francis when I was a player because he was the only one who was called to have tea. That enviable guy!"

Don Eun had never seen Bowy like this. He was like Bernard just now, excited by getting his idol's signature, and his toes were all raised when he spoke. He opened his mouth wide, as if he had seen an alien.

"Who is the boss?"

This time it was Bower's turn to look at him with the eyes of the aliens.

"You're not doing well yet, Tony? Or... you got hit again just now?"

Looking at Boye's serious expression, Don En realized that he must have asked a very stupid question. But... he really doesn't know who the "head" is!
Chapter completed!