"Best Coach: Tony Donne!"

In class, the boy was watching the newspaper intently, and the girl's voice suddenly sounded next to him: "Liu Wei."

The frightened boy's first reaction was to stuff the newspaper under the table, and then he saw Yang Yan covering his mouth and laughing. "You scared me to death, Yang Yan, now he is in class..."

"So you know that class is now?" Yang Yan pointed to the newspaper in his hand, "Didn't you say you are not a Nottingham Forest fan?"

"Uh..." The boy put the newspaper back on the table, "I am a philanthropic fan. And since the head coach of the Forest team loves Chinese culture so much, of course I have to support it... By the way, didn't he invite you to be his Chinese teacher? Didn't you call him?"

Yang Yan had forgotten about this, and when Liu Wei reminded her, she remembered that she had put the note in her notepad and never flipped it again.

"No, I forgot." She shook her head.

"You guy..." Liu Wei gave her a blank look, "I really have the heart to make a polite gentleman sad."

Yang Yan shrugged and put her chin on her hands: "Why do you all think he is a polite gentleman? Ali said the same."

Liu Wei stuffed the newspaper to Yang Yan: "I never think that football coaches should be gentlemen, especially excellent and qualified head coaches, and they should not."

After saying that, he sat upright and pretended to be listening carefully.

Yang Yan felt strange. She looked up and saw the teacher in this class. Her university tutor Stanley Sheller walked towards her with a bad expression...

Glazed at Liu Wei, who was pretending to be nothing, Yang Yan could only accept this fact awkwardly. She could no longer stuff the newspaper anywhere else.

"Yang, I think you have to explain to me that this is... huh?" Sheller looked down and saw the newspaper on the table, then picked it up and looked carefully for a while. Everyone in the classroom was looking at them. Yang Yan lowered her head and did not dare to say anything. She knew that Professor Sheller was known for being strict in the college, and the consequences might be worse if she contradicted her. Since she had been seen, she simply admitted that she was reading the newspaper during class time.

Finally, Professor Sheller put down the newspaper. "Is this yours? Yang."

Yang Yan glanced at Liu Wei with a serious face and nodded.

"Yes, I don't know that you are also a fan of the Forests. Come to my office on Wednesday morning." After Yang Yan was sentenced, Professor Xie Le looked at Liu Wei again and said in a cold voice: "Liu, change seats and listen to this class."

Liu Wei knew that his every move had been seen by the professor long ago. He shook his head and shrugged, then stood up and walked towards the empty seat behind the classroom.

"By the way, by the way." Sheller called Liu Wei, "I am a Forest Team fan."

The classroom, which was still very quiet just now, suddenly burst into laughter, mixed with excitement and applause. Even Yang Yan couldn't help laughing when she saw Liu Wei's stunned expression.

Professor Scheller went back to continue the lecture, and Liu Wei stood in the last row and chose a seat and sat down to listen to the lecture again.

Yang Yan looked down at the newspaper on the table.

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The best coach created by an accident-

Unforgettable five consecutive victories-

Tony Donn, who loves Eastern civilization.

Tony Donn, who loves Eastern civilization...

Yang Yan was distracted by looking at the photo of Tang En in the newspaper.

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The team won five consecutive victories and their morale is high. The best head coach in February, Tang En felt that he could be distracted and taken care of another person.

Although tomorrow will be the game, Don N still decided to throw the first-team training to Walker and Bowyer and go to the youth team to see it. Hopefully George Wood did not cause trouble for himself.

Twenty minutes later, Tang En stood by the empty training ground and patted his head.

Today is the Youth League match day. The Forest Youth Team should be playing at the city stadium now. It's no longer useful, and it's a mess.

He took out his cell phone and called Randy, saying that he wanted to use his car to go to the city court.

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The parking lot outside the city stadium is deserted. If you come here a day later, it is difficult to find a parking space if you are late. When you get off the bus, you will hear a crisp whistle and sparse applause.

It seems that the game has been going on for a while, and I don't know how Wood performed.

Tang En admitted that he still had some expectations for this kid...

When first-team head coach Tony Donn appeared on the sidelines, the first person to find him was a player on the court. David Chris Lack followed the players' eyes to see Donn who was walking towards him.

"Tony, why are you here?" Chris Lark stood up to meet him.

"Let me see if there are any outstanding players in the youth team." Tang En sat next to David with a polite word. The original assistant coach of the youth team stood up and gave up his seat. After the assistant coach who was a little face walked away, Tang En lowered his head and asked Carislak in a low voice: "David, that kid didn't cause you any trouble, right?"

Karislak knew that Don was coming for that person at this time. He smiled and shook his head: "I had a fight with my teammates a few days ago."

Hearing this, Donn looked up at Chris Lack in surprise: "Why didn't you notify me? Why are you fighting?"

Karislak shrugged: "I don't think there is any need to tell you a little quarrel. A team member called him a bitch, and then he suddenly rushed up and knocked the other party to the ground with one punch. If the person next to him hadn't reacted quickly, he would have to pounce on him and make up a few punches. Four people... Tony, do you know, the four people tried their best to pull him. The boy was simply an angry bull."

Tang En nodded. The swear words "a bitch raised" are very common in the UK, just like calling "fuck" in China. Sometimes it may be just an "extratonal aid". But Sophia is the person Wood attaches most importance to and will never allow anyone to violate it. Whether it is a joke or serious person, Wood does not allow his mother to be insulted. This incident also reminds Tang En that he must not call him "a bitch raised" and "a bitch raised" in the future, otherwise he will definitely kill himself.

"How did this be resolved?"

"The one who was provoking trouble was thrown to the Nordsshire team at a very low price."

"This is not very good, David... how was he kicked by the sold guy?"

“It’s bad. No future.”

"Oh, you did a pretty job! I support your punishment decision. How did you deal with Wood?"

"I'll punish him to run laps, thirty laps." Carislak's lowered voice was a little excited, "He completed it easily! Fred, a physical coach, was stunned. This kid's physical fitness is amazing!"

Tang En nodded, he had expected this result a long time ago. "David, if you want to punish him next time, I suggest you better let him run forty laps with a weight. Okay, let's see the game...how long have you played?"

"Seventy minutes right away."

The two turned their attention to the stadium because the first-team head coach was watching the game on the sidelines. The players of the Forest Youth Team were very active, hoping to leave a deep impression on the head coach and then become a member of the first team. Just like Jenas, Dawson, and Reed at the time.

The scoreboard on the sidelines shows the scores of this game so far: 1:0. The home team Nottingham Forest Youth Team leads the West Ham Youth Team, which is visiting.

Donn easily found George Wood on the court. After several months of training, his basic skills have become quite decent, but... As a striker, his running position has almost not changed much from two months ago.

"David, do you think Wood has the potential to be a forward?" He expressed the questions that had been around in his mind.

"I was about to talk to you about this, Tony." Chris Lark adjusted his sitting position and lowered his voice again. "I spent most of the two months of training and I asked him to do basic practice because I found that his shooting level was really bad."

"oh?"

"Even if you face an empty goal, he can't score a single goal with ten shots. Don't say anything about running and shooting, cooperate with the shot. He has no idea how to shoot at all. I have taught him. But... Damn, this kid has a bad temper and doesn't listen at all, and he still does what he wants. If it weren't for your bringing, I would have driven him out long ago..."

The gap between the evaluation is so big... I just said that his physical fitness is great, but now I say I want to drive him out.

"If it weren't for our main shooter Jeffrey being tackled by his opponent, I wouldn't have sent him to the field at all. Tony, if you watched his first few games, you would agree with me. God, letting him play the forward will only make our offense mess..." Chris Lark complained endlessly.

Tang En was shocked when he heard it.

"When did he get on?"

"About ten minutes ago."

“Is there any technical statistics?”

Chris Lack called the assistant coach who had just walked away, asked, and shook his head at Donn: "For nearly twelve minutes, no shots, no successful passes, no headers, no fouls, no violations, nothing..."

Done turned his eyes to the court, looking at George Wood, who was working hard but unable to do so, frowned. David Chris Lack's words were repeated in his ears.

Is this your future? Boy.

Maybe I never had the keen vision of a professional coach... George is not suitable for professional football at all. This is really cruel. He gave him a big and beautiful dream, but now he wants to tell him that he has woken up from his dream? He pretentiously said to him: "George, I think you have a better future when you go back to work as a porter..." After seeing what happened to George's family, Tang En felt that he could not say it.

He is not a compassionate and abusive person. But when he saw that strong and optimistic mother, Tang En always felt that he should make George Wood successful anyway, so that he could have the money to treat his mother. A son who works as a porter earns 200 pounds a week, and he doesn't even have enough money to treat medicine... These should definitely not be the future of that beautiful mother.

But what can you do? A star is not a coach, it depends on the players themselves. Talent is equally indispensable. Wood works hard, but has no talent.

Chris Lack found that Donn suddenly stopped talking, but just frowned and stared at the stadium in a daze. He didn't know what this person was thinking, and it was not easy to disturb him, so he could only watch the ball silently together.
Chapter completed!