Chapter 46: Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, as if they are a different life

"Tang Eun!" An angry voice sounded in his ears, waking him out of chaos.

He raised his head and looked at the middle-aged and old man in front of him with black-framed glasses, and with a slump, looking much older than his actual age. This man looked so familiar...

Wait, isn’t this the department manager in my company?

Huh?

Tang En looked around and saw small compartments separated by the desk appearing in front of him. Everyone looked up to look here. After seeing Tang En, they chose to lower their heads and continue to work on their own affairs.

Isn't this the place where I used to go to work?

Tang Enke is not unfamiliar with this place. He found a lot of jobs after graduating from university, and the last job that he had stabilized was to write copywriting here.

"You stayed up late to watch the football again? What do you think this is? Tang En! This is the company! It's not on your bed!" The supervisor found that Tang En didn't look at him anymore, and couldn't help but be furious and bent down and scolded Tang En angrily.

Tang En turned his head to him this time, but the focus of his eyes was not on him.

He was still stunned.

…Why did I appear here? Shouldn’t I be directing the game on the coach’s bench at the city stadium? What about Don? What about Chris Lack? And my players, where are they? Did Newcastle equalize the score…

Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped thinking.

There was still a slight pain in my heart.

Ah, it turns out that it's all a dream...

The corners of his mouth curled up.

It's a dream... Should I say "very good" next, or do I feel a little regretful?

George Wood, Sophia, Michael, Gavin, Don, Des Walker, Kenny Burns... and Shania, they are all characters I imagined and only appear in dreams. How could a small employee who is scrambling to die in China become a super coach who commands a team to upgrade and wins two consecutive championships in the Champions League? A beautiful, lively and cute world supermodel, how could a big star fall in love with me, a useless otaku? What if it is not a daydream?

Nothing happened, so I lost nothing.

But the pain was even more obvious. I don’t know why, but my heart was empty.

——I gave you a chance. Boy. But whether you can become the best star in England depends on yourself.

——Hey, Tony! If we are not in the Super League next season, I don’t mind asking you to see what a hardcore fan is!

——When I get rich in the future, I will definitely buy Nottingham Forest Club! Then I ask you to be your lifelong head coach!

——The one who sleeps here is Michael Bernard and Fiona Bernard’s most beloved son, Nottingham Forest’s most loyal fan, and George Wood’s eternal supporter Gavin Bernard.

——Victory! I just need to win! I just need to win! I just need to win! I won’t accept any results other than that! Let them be afraid! Let them curse us! The more fierce they scold, the stronger we are!

——From the second level of England to the European Championship, Tony Donn and his team took four years.   We seemed to see the shadow of Brian Clauve behind him... That glorious team appeared in our sight again.    This is not an accident.   This is a red storm! Nottingham Forest, a team that won the European Champions League for two consecutive years, is heading Europe for the third time!

——I’m so sorry, Tony. The club may not be able to provide money to meet your requirements... In the economic crisis, we have no money.

——I can’t wait…I love you, Uncle Tony, I love you.

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joke!

I have laughed, cried, been happy, and felt uncomfortable, as if all the experiences that happened to me just now could have been dreamed of? Which dream has such a real feeling?

If there is such a real dream...

Then it is not called a "dream"!

That is the reality. This is the dream!

Tang En suddenly raised his head and stared at the department head who was still noisy in front of him.

"...Where do you think this is? We just look for a young boy like you who has graduated from college for a few years! Don't think it's too much if you come in. I tell you, I have one of you here, and hundreds of people outside have to climb to your position! You think it's too little for one thousand yuan, and countless people break their heads and snatch it! What do you think I'm doing? If you don't agree? If you don't agree, you get out! I've been tolerant of you for a long time! I don't have a good job. I'm not very tough, and you young people are getting worse and worse..."

Looking at the old face mixed with fear and a little distorted because of being too excited, Tang En suddenly smiled.

This is the dream self... I have been pretending to be a grandson under this old man for a year. Because of his unsociable personality, he has no good deeds and is excluded from his job everywhere. Those who have good relationships with this old man can get better bonuses and share money. They work hard to save a few dollars a year. As long as others have a good relationship with their boss, they can buy a car in a year. No matter how many dissatisfaction is, they dare not vent their dissatisfaction, for fear that they will not find it easy to lose their jobs. Parents' expectations. His future is like a heavy burden on his left and right shoulders, which makes him hunched over and move forward slowly.

Now he realized that this place was not suitable for him at all. He was completely different from those colleagues who were hiding in the compartment with their heads buried in the cubicle. He did not belong here, he belonged to the battlefield full of passion and passion, pure manly! One is one, two is two, if you win, you win. If you lose, you lose. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!

What does it mean to be nested in this small compartment? No matter how big the wishes, how heroic the spirit, and the initial dream... are all trapped by this small compartment and cannot be broken free. Then, surrounded and assimilated by countless compartments like here, they gradually disappeared, disappeared, and could not be found, as if they had never appeared in life.

After working hard for half a lifetime, I can't afford to even buy a toilet in my new house; the rich man's girlfriend changes every day, just show the inventory in his wallet.   They can turn those colorful, cold and sexy women into cream flies.                                                                                                                                                                                                                               �

Love is just to hold on to this small job now, and the older generation is so angry that they are not strong enough. They repeatedly emphasize in a serious tone that you are the defeated generation. The younger generation is talking about Mars and said in a very non-mainstream manner, "You have fallen into 5 years, and you are suitable for us" (you are already behind. This world is ours); they fill beer on the food stall and barbecue, open their mouths to scold Chinese football. This is the best way to vent their emotions...

The worst thing is that you have to continue living like this, but what can you do?

If you don’t stand for thirty, you will be confused when you are forty. Looking back, what have you done in your half life and what have you left behind? What will you do in the next half life?

The low office ceiling makes people breathless; the office compartment limits people's thinking to one meter by one meter inch. It is offside; the white energy-saving light reflects a dying pale on everyone's face, as if they have lost the water fish.

Tang En really wanted to laugh out loud.

This is where I once worked.

This is where I almost accept my fate.

This is the dream! The most absurd dream!

He pushed away the department head who was blocking his face and walked straight out.

The supervisor almost pushed to the ground by him and shouted in anger: "Where are you going? It's working time now! Tang En! You kid... If you dare to walk out of this office, you will be fired today! Didn't you hear it! You were fired!!"

The office hall of 200 square meters was silent, only the old man was breathing heavily. He might have never been so swearing at people and was exhausted. It seemed like he had fought in bed with his older wife who was as fierce as a tiger.

Tang En stood at the door, then looked back at the poor department manager and smiled at him: "You care where I go, I'm bald."

After saying this, he walked out without looking back.

"...I don't know if this should be good news for Nottingham Forest's opponents. Although I think this news makes people happy at all... Tony Donn suddenly fainted and fell to the ground at the end of the game between the Forest and Newcastle this afternoon. He was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment and is still in a coma..."

The news host on TV broadcast the news he just received with a serious look on his face.

As the picture changed, the entrance of the Affiliated Hospital of the University of Nottingham Royal Medical College was crowded with reporters, and taxis were parked here, jumping out of the car with one hurried look.

A man with golden-haired eyes was surrounded by a man, like a small boat on the turbulent sea.

He waved his arms and raised the volume: "We are helping all our efforts. We are not out of danger yet... I can't guarantee, I can't guarantee anything! Please give up the door? Sorry... I can't say anything, I don't understand the specific situation... We will hold a special press conference, but it's not here now..."

A group of people sat on the bus and looked up at all the broadcast on the on-board TV. They were silent.

This group of people is the Nottingham Forest players who have just finished the game and are about to return home.

The game was terminated after Don N't suddenly fell to the ground and couldn't get up. No one could react at the beginning. Newcastle players were celebrating the goal. Nottingham Forest players were a little confused and didn't know what to do. Fans could only express dissatisfaction with silence.

The commentator was still teasing Tony Tang En, wanting to see his facial expression at this moment. The camera shot flashed, but he did not see the man standing on the ground in front of the coach's seat. Instead, he captured the scene of Chinese assistant coach Tang suddenly rushing out of the coach's seat. Following Tang's movement, everyone saw the protagonist lying on the ground motionless.

Tang shouted, attracting the attention of people around him, and everyone panicked. Even the Newcastle players celebrating the goal looked at the Forest coach's seat at a loss. George Wood ran to the side of the field, and the person following him was the referee who found something was wrong.

Newcastle fans stopped singing, and the city court suddenly became quiet at that moment.

The stretcher originally used to treat the injured player was carried, and the ambulance parked outside the stadium also rushed in. Until Tang En was carried into the car and taken to the hospital. Most of the people in the stadium did not react.

The game is over, Nottingham Forest suffered a four-round victory in the league, and its ranking will continue to decline... But is there anyone concerned about these things at this moment?

Tang jumped into the ambulance and walked with Tang En. Chris Lack was responsible for everything after the game, and the press conference was temporarily cancelled. Alan Hiller also asked him with great concern what happened to Tony Tang En.

The locker room after the game was dead. The Forest players were not frustrated because they did not win, but were afraid of Tony. Done had any three or two shortcomings.

Sitting in the back of the car, Gareth Bell held his head and sobbed in a low voice. Although it had been more than half an hour, he felt scared whenever he remembered Tang En's sudden collapse on the ground and his whole body twitched. It seemed as if his head was dead.

His cry broke the silence in the carriage. Chris Lack stood up and clapped his hands hard: "Go back... Don't think too much about this matter, that's not a problem you should worry about. tomorrow... continue to train." His tone was filled with helplessness and a hint of panic.

That guy Tony, don't really happen to anything!

When Don En woke up from darkness and chaos, what he saw was the white ceiling.

He heard a whirring sound.

Turning his head and looking at the place where the sound came from, he saw a familiar back in surprise.

The slender back was lowering his head and blowing air into a passionate cup. After blowing for a while, he picked up the spoon and bit it and put it to his mouth to try the temperature. As a result, he almost threw away the stainless steel spoon in his hand.

"Ha..." Tang En laughed.

His faint laughter alarmed the back there, and this time she was so scared that she almost threw out the cup in her hand.

"You're awake, Uncle Tony!" The back turned around, with an indescribable surprise in his voice.

Who else could it be if it weren't for Shania?

"Good...censored...lines." Tang En was a little weak. He had to breathe a few breaths when he said a word.

Unexpectedly, Shaniya started crying, and tears rolled down from her bright eyes, unable to stop, leaving two silver tears on her beautiful cheeks.

"Cry...what?"

Shania still cried. She didn't answer.

"I am fine. "

Hearing him say this, Xianya wiped her tears and grabbed Tang En's hand, with a crying voice in her voice: "You have been in a coma for twenty and four hours. For a while, the doctors almost gave up... Tang called me, and I rushed back desperately, I was afraid, I was afraid..."

Tears slid down again, and she couldn't say anything anymore.

"I...is very good..." Tang En had to repeat the words just now.
To be continued...