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Chapter 197 Talking Hearts (Part 2)

Chapter 197 Heart-to-heart talk (Part 2)

The game ended quickly because it was a warm-up in the team, and the game was not long, just twenty minutes.

In the last item of training, Donn gathers everyone together and surrounds them. He and Chris Lack analyze the gains and losses in the training, and then disband.

When disbanding the team, Donn called Anelka: "Nicholas, come to my office after changing clothes."

This time, Anelka didn't have time to hide his surprise and directly showed it on his face.

"It's not Bentner, it's you." Don pointed to Anelka, "Go to my office after changing clothes." After saying that, he turned around and left the training ground first.

Ribery walked up, patted Anelka on the shoulder, and whispered in French: "The boss's solo conversation is usually nothing good, you have to be careful."

Anelka turned his head and looked at Ribery, who looked serious and had an extremely mysterious tone, and said nothing.

Tang En packed his desk in the office... In fact, there was nothing to clean up. Everything was put in the computer. There was nothing on the desk except a pen and a small book I carried with me.

He just doesn't want Anelka to see himself sitting stupidly waiting for him when he comes in. As the head coach, sometimes he needs to make some gestures in front of the players.

For example - I asked you to come, but I am also very busy. This is what I took the time to talk to you.

There was a knock on the door outside, not loud, Tang En heard it.

"Come in. "

Anelka pushed the door open and the training suit had been replaced. He was wearing a sky blue casual suit, a white shirt, and light-colored jeans. He also had a pair of sunglasses near the collar of the shirt.

Tang En looked at the person's clothes and outfit in front of him.

“What activities to do at night?”

Anelka was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the head coach to ask this question when he spoke the first sentence. Then he shook his head and said, "No. There is no activity."

"Well... sit down." Tang En pointed at the sofa casually. Then he continued to clean up. This time he held the mouse and kept right-clicking on the computer desktop - just to make a look.

After "busy" these things, Tang En looked up at the Frenchman. "This is the first time we chatted alone since you joined the team. I'm so sorry, I've been very busy some time ago. The new season has begun, and there are always many things."

Anelka nodded to show understanding.

Tang En felt it was very difficult to communicate with such people who could not slap two times.

Chatting between two people can be regarded as playing tennis. Only when you go back and forth can you proceed smoothly.

But when Donn and Anelka were talking, he felt that he was playing with the air, not only responsible for serving, but also running over to pick up the ball. He was so tired that he was sweating. He didn't necessarily play a few games.

"Well... put aside some things, I'm quite interested in your sudden decision to return to England from Turkey. Do you mind saying it out and let me listen?" Donn deliberately paused and waited for Anelka to speak. As a result, he was disappointed.

So in order not to make the atmosphere awkward, he could only continue to say, "Uh... your brother told me that it was because the level of the league over there was too low? Can't..."

At this moment, Anelka suddenly interrupted Don En: "Yes. I hope to play football at a higher level."

Tang En didn't mind that he interrupted himself, and he was already very happy to speak.

"But Fenerbahce is also able to participate in the Champions League team."

“There… it’s too far.”

Donn knew where Anelka's "far" was, so he nodded: "I think so too. Nicholas, can you tell me your true thoughts? Well.

That is to say...what do you have any pursuit? What do you hope to get? Why do you work hard to play football? What kind of goal do you have?"

These questions...or this question stopped the French. He stood there without saying a word.

Some players play football to win honors, but they almost got the highest honors of the club.

Some people play football to compete in the World Cup in order to be selected for the national team, but he has already said to the French Football Association such a ruthless saying, "Unless Santini kneels in front of me, I will never return to the national team." It is too fake to say that he wants to be selected for the national team.

So what are the goals and reasons?

"Do you want to hear my answer to these questions?" Don En said to Anelka without saying a word, "At the beginning, I was the youth team coach of this team.

Gradually, I went from an ordinary coach to an assistant coach of the youth team, then became the head coach of the youth team, and then became the head coach of the first team. Just like what you see now." He opened his arms and signaled that the head coach's office belonged to him.

"Have you heard my story?"

Anelka shook his head.

"Then I'll tell you." Tang En sat at the table and kicked his legs. "I originally thought it was good to be an ordinary coach of the youth team. I was very satisfied with this job because I was a fool who knew nothing but football. I couldn't do carpenters.

I can't repair water pipes, I can't sell products. I can't do designs, build buildings, steal banks... I can't do anything.

I am very happy to find a job at Nottingham Forest Club and plan to continue doing this, work for decades, become an old coach of the club, and then retire.”

"But later, I became the guardian head coach of this team. The team was in a bad condition at that time. I had to ensure that the team was still in the first and second leagues at that time and the current English Championships within half a season.

I performed very badly at the beginning, but the first game I coached was a mess.

"Tang En shook his head and said, "But later I thought, since I have become the team's head coach, whether I am a guard or not, I always make something to prove that I have been there, right? I decided to lead the team to upgrade... Well, yes, you heard it right, it's not relegation, it's upgrade.

"When seeing Anelka's surprised expression, Donn explained.

The French nodded, he had heard the story.

"I almost succeeded, and to put it better, it was actually - I failed. I lost a lot of things for this. From that time on, I vowed to do better. I will definitely not be a loser.

But God didn't give me that opportunity. My career as a guardian coach ended. I returned to the youth team and continued to be the head of my youth team. The first team coach was snatched by a guy named Collimore. Have you heard of him?"

Anelka nodded: "I know, I hate that person."

Tang En laughed: "Yes, I hate it too! Look, we have something in common." After laughing, Tang En continued, "Soon, that guy was dismissed for poor results in leading the team.

I returned to my current position. At the end of the half season, Nottingham Forest was fourth to the bottom. No one believed that such a bad team could achieve anything. Many people even believed that we would be relegated to Class II after the end of the season.

What happened? Half a season later, my team won the League Cup and the ticket to the English Premier League."

"This story is amazing, right?" Tang En asked, spreading his hand, "The even more amazing thing is still behind. In the new season of the Premier League, they all said that the Forest team's goal should be to relegate and ensure to stay in the Super League. I scoff at this statement.

My goal is much greater than the buns of local buns. You can see that my goal is the European Champions League. Now we have a good start.

I no longer want to go back to the life of a gangster in the youth team and feel satisfied. For me, there are still many champions waiting for me to get them."

After saying this, he took a break for a moment, and Tang En continued, "I have heard of some things about your two brothers..."

Whenever he talked about his brother, Anelka's expression changed.

Of course, Don En also noticed this. Perhaps it is true. In Anelka's mind, no honor can match his relatives. He can turn against his brother and the French Football Association, so isn't it easier to turn against his brother and a mere club?

Today is a heart-to-heart talk. Don En doesn't want to deliberately stimulate Anelka's reverse scales.

So he continued: "To be honest, I don't think there is anything wrong with their approach. People will fight for more benefits themselves, which is normal. When I negotiate with the club for renewal, I will also ask for higher salaries and bonuses.

But besides money, I have some other pursuits, which are something that high salaries cannot be brought to me. As I said just now - I still have many championships that I haven't won. Now you have won the league championship, the FA Cup championship, and the European Champions League championship.

European Cup champion...a player. You are not short of honor and don't need to prove anything. If you just replied that money is your greatest motivation and only goal in playing football, I will not be surprised at all, because this is normal, you are a professional player.



"I don't care about your previous transfers. Now you are my player. You play football in the Forest team and you are a member of the Forest team.

I need you to help me achieve my goal... In fact, I have said this to each of them, I need the help of all of you, otherwise I will not even be eligible to participate in the competition alone.

Because we are a whole, our goals should be the same. I win the championship and you win the prize." At this point, Tang En laughed. "There are champions, money, money, motivation, motivation, and championships.

Look how great this cycle is!"

Although Anelka knew this argument very well, it was the first time that a team head coach had spoken out so bluntly.

He has experienced so many head coaches, and almost everyone thinks he is a greedy bad guy, he only knows money, he can't play football well, and he will never be loyal to the team.

When he insisted on transferring to Real Madrid and leaving Arsenal, his mentor Arsenal coach Arthur; Wenger once said: "A person lives like three meals and a bed a day. What do you need so much money to do?"

Arsenal vice-president Dane slammed him: "In the last forty-eight hours of negotiations, he laughed at the rules of the entire English football, and he lacked respect for people at all!"

A little earlier, at Paris Saint-Germain, where he debuted, Arsenal only spent 750,000 yuan to make him refuse to renew his contract with Paris Saint-Germain and leave London.

Mentor Fernandez said angrily: "It's not worth mentioning this person. When he left, he threw the door and joined Arsenal...he was a problem wherever he was..."

In Real Madrid, people called him a "trash". At that time, a joke was circulating there: a child said to his mother in panic: "No, someone broke into our house!" The mother asked, "What does he look like?" The child said, "Slim and tall, wearing Real Madrid No. 14 jersey.

"Mom said: "Don't be afraid of the children, this waste can't do anything."

...

Only Tony and Tang En would say to him like this: There is no problem in pursuing money, it is natural. I don’t need any bullshit loyalty. As long as you conscientiously fulfill your obligations during the contract period and use money to do things, it’s that simple.

He remained silent, and his mind was full of every word that Tang En had just said.

"If you want to be the core, then show me the core strength. As long as you have the ability and you show it, you will naturally be the core.

Of course, if one day you are tired of everything here, you find that I am abominable, or you want to make more money, and a club just happens to offer you the conditions that will make you moved, and you are determined to leave, please don’t forget to call me and tell me your true thoughts and decisions. I will not force anyone who wants to leave here, because that is your freedom.



After saying this, Tang En jumped off the table and moved his butt, which was a little numb.

"Let's go, it's time to go back!" Tang En closed the computer at his desk. He put the notebook and pen in his pocket. "Didn't you have any activities tonight?"

Anelka stood up and shook his head: "I have no activity, boss."

Tang En laughed: "That's great, do you have a car?"

"have. "

"Can you give me a ride? Half of my butt is numb and it's not easy to walk." Tang En rubbed his butt and said in pain.

"Of course, boss."

Three days later, Bolton was at the Reebok Stadium at home.
Chapter completed!
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