Volume 5 Red Chapter 61 About Dreams
With the three of them walking through Wilford Lane, Don returned to the academy where he hadn't been in a while. Shoots sprouted from the branches of the trees that had been dry for a winter, and greenery filled the slightly deserted training base. He used to know everything here, because he had been working here for ten years...... After a brief introduction to the training base, Don took them to the youth director Ian Brown. Greenwood's office.
Greenwood had been waiting there for a long time, and he was really waiting, not like Donn playing Minesweeper on his office computer.
"Aha, nice to meet you, kids!" Greenwood looked very happy to see three young men. The smile on his face was heartfelt, but it was much more intimate than Donn's acting appearance. "I'm Ian. Mason Greenwood, Nottingham Forest's youth director. ā
"Hello, Mr. Greenwood!" The three of them replied politely.
"Thank you, Don." Greenwood nodded and turned to Don.
Don nodded, "From now on, they will follow you, and you will be in charge of their training plan, Ian." ā
"No problem."
"Tell them what they need to look out for." Tang gestured to the three Chinese children behind him.
The three children stood in front of Greenwood, the two little ones became nervous, but Chen Jian relaxed.
"Welcome, children. You will get the most systematic and formal training here...... I don't care if you're going to be a professional in a year or in the future, but our training is to get you towards that goal. In other words, here, you are not draft stars, you are just ordinary members of the youth team. Greenwood didn't talk nonsense, and directly explained the rules to the three people.
"First of all, the club doesn't provide dormitories, and you have a walk-in system just like any other ordinary kid. In terms of accommodation, the club has selected three families in front of the club's fans, and in addition to training, you live in their homes and live with them like a normal child. ā
The three of them nodded, they still knew this rule. They all made up their English before they came, but could they really communicate with the hosts...... No one would expect them to speak fluent English like a real British kid and take their time.
"Also, Chen." Greenwood turned his head to look at Chen Jian. "Your transfer application has also been approved and you will continue your studies at the University of Nottingham. Did they notify you? ā
Chen Jian nodded: "I have notified, sir." ā
"Hmm. I'll take you to meet your teammates in your respective age groups in a moment...... You're going to get along together in the future, I hope you have a good time here......" At this point, Greenwood looked at Chen Jian again.
"As for you, Chen. Your training plan is a little different, and in addition to the joint training part, you also have a special individual training plan. ā
Both Chen Jian and Tang, who was in charge of the translation, were surprised.
"This plan is made especially for you because you don't have very professional training. After you've finished your regular training with the team, you'll have to do more basic training. ā
Don suddenly thought of something, and he whispered in English before translating, "Tony gave it to you?" ā
Greenwood nodded, and at the same time a little surprised: "What?" Don't you know, Don? ā
Don shook his head, guessing that he had been cited...... "It's weird, I thought he would tell you anything first......" Greenwood muttered.
Chen Jian looked at the two whispering coaches strangely, although he didn't know the content of the conversation between the two people, but he guessed that it must have something to do with him.
"That training plan ......"
"Oh, it's George. Wood used to use it, with a few modifications. Greenwood said it lightly, but Don's heart was shocked. He finally understood why Tang En told Chen Jian that the training was very hard, and it was too late to give up now...... If Tang En knew about this, he might have scolded a foul language, but Tang was not, so he was just speechless.
He looked at Chen Jian, not believing that the dark-skinned Sichuan fellow in front of him could persist in that kind of training for a year. Isn't that too cruel? Will the organizers of the draft protest?
"Coach Tang?" Seeing that Tang was distracted, Chen Jian, who hadn't waited for a translation for a long time, had to remind him.
"Ah...... I'm sorry. Coach Greenwood said that you have to do an extra training session at the same time as you do the team's regular training, about the basics. Tang translated.
Chen Jian didn't object, he nodded and smiled, taking it for granted. "Ah, my foundation is not very good, and it is great to be able to arrange such training." It seems that the Forest team is really responsible, worthy of being a team that can win the European Championship, worthy of being a professional football club in England...... Looking at his expression, Don didn't know what to say.
Greenwood's voice rang out again: "Good luck then, children! ā
You do need some good luck...... Don added in his heart.
ā»ā»ā» Then follow the three children to their locker room to meet their teammates, Don is working as a translator. With that done, he was back at Southwalford and first-team training had begun on the training ground and he made a beeline for Donn.
"Is there something wrong, Don?" Donn took off his sunglasses and looked at his assistant.
"What's that training plan, Tony?"
"Uh, I'm sorry I didn't tell you beforehand...... We were busy working on AC Milan at the time, and I was afraid of distracting you......" Donn thought he was upset with not knowing. But Don interrupted him.
"It's not this, I mean you really think that training plan is suitable for Chen Jian?"
"So I made some changes......" Don looked at Don, he understood, but he was still a little surprised, because he thought Don didn't care. Do you think that's too harsh? ā
"George. Wood is a monster, but Chen Jian is not. Don's expression was serious. I think you should rethink that training plan. I am not against strengthening basic training, but ......"
"Do you like Chen Jian very much, Tang?" Don stopped watching the training and focused his energy on debating with Don.
"It's not about personal feelings. It's work. I think your training plan is too harsh for a kid who is almost nineteen years old, and it doesn't meet the purpose of training, whether he can become a professional player in the future or not, training is not torture......" Don himself feels that he is particularly courageous at this time, this can be regarded as a face-to-face confrontation with the head coach, right? He rarely blushes with Don ā with the exception of tactical arguments, which obviously have nothing to do with tactics ā and he has always felt that Donn's mentality is not normal, and he can understand the disdain and contempt of a former Chinese football fan who has been heartbroken by Chinese football for domestic football and the talent show. But Chen Jian is innocent, he is not a professional player, he is not an official of the Football Association, he is not even a relative of a professional player or an assistant manager, he is not the initiator of the national draft that is flooding China, he is just an ordinary football teenager with a dream...... No one has the right to vent their grievances against that system on an ordinary teenager.
"Do you have a dream, Don?"
He thought Don was going to lash out and yell at him. But Don just asked very calmly.
Don, who didn't expect it at all, was stunned for a moment and didn't answer Don's question.
"Have you ever had the urge to do something?" Don asked again in a calm tone.
ā»ā»ā» In the eyes of outsiders, Tony before January 1, 2003. Don ā now Don ā is a boring man with no interest in life.
His life was as boring as an iceberg.
Never argue with people, never get angry, never talk nonsense, never do things that have nothing to do with work, not impulsive, not passionate, and may seem a little cowardly, timid and afraid. So at the club announced that he would succeed Paul. After Hart became the acting first-team manager of the Forest team, many fans expressed their disappointment with the decision and ruthlessly abused and ridiculed him on the training ground and on the field. In the minds of these quintessential Englishmen, football is a men's sport, you can be a gentleman, but you can't be cowardly.
On the contrary, in their eyes, Tang is a cowardly person, a person who has no eggs between his legs.
He didn't think about changing other people's perception of himself because he didn't care. He lives in his own world, which is black and white, and he only cares about things related to football except football and football.
He doesn't care that people scold him, he doesn't care that people laugh at him, despise him, call his mom a bitch, say he's not a man, call him a clown...... But when it comes to football, he can't care less, he cares more than anyone else.
The thought of his first official first-team game in charge of his own could not contain his excitement.
He wanted to win, and he did a lot of very, very detailed preparation for that, making sure that he had everything in mind and that he was going to get the result he wanted. But ...... ā»ā»ā» "I used to really want to win a game. He said.
Don remembered the red note posted on the refrigerator door, and the words and the three exclamation points were still clearly visible.
"I'm sorry......" Donn whispered. But since you've had that experience, I thought maybe I could explain it to you......"
Don didn't speak, waiting for Don's explanation.
"Have you ever heard that, Don?" Man, there must be one thing in this life that they want to accomplish no matter what.'" ā
Don was stunned for a moment, Don didn't look at his expression, he was looking at the players running on the field.
"This is a line from an anime I watched when I was a kid.,I've forgotten the name of the anime.,The content of the story.,That's what I remember.ć At that time, I was still young, and when I think about it later, I still feel a little excited...... I think as long as you are a man, you will definitely resonate with this sentence. Because there are some things, and maybe not one thing, that must be done. ā
Tang listened silently, without agreeing or disagreeing.
"Maybe it's to protect your loved ones, maybe it's to work hard to make money, or maybe it's to fulfill a promise...... Maybe it's just, playing football. Whether in the eyes of others, inconspicuous or inconspicuous, that thing is all they have...... At least at that time. It must be done, it must be done, no matter how difficult it is, no matter how ununderstood it is, no matter whether you have the ability to complete it...... Anyway, I did it, I put everything together and did it. Can you understand that feeling, Don? ā
Don withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Don who was standing beside him.
"After Chen Jian knew about the additional training, did he express any dissatisfaction or hesitation?" He didn't wait for Don to answer, and continued to ask.
Tang shook his head: "He happily agreed." ā
Don smiled.
"In China, there are millions of people who like football. Many people will make it their dream to play professional football at a higher level. Some people just think about it, while others work towards it. The difference between Chen Jian and them is that he has a chance to realize this dream, whether it succeeds or not, it is also an opportunity. Based on your performance in the process of Chen Jian's talent show, do you think he will give up this opportunity easily? ā
Tang shook his head: "No." ā
"yes, that's why I asked him just now, it's too late to give up. He said, 'I can't give up, sir.'" Of course, he couldn't give up, because it was his dream, the thing he had to accomplish in his life no matter what. The training plan is a bit harsh, but given his age and foundation, he won't be able to achieve this dream in a year no matter how hard he tries. So I asked him to follow George. Wood's original training plan, if he can stick to it, I believe his performance will not be much worse anyway, he has shown that he has not given up, I will consider giving him another chance. Don made a gesture, "If he really can't hold on, whether it's because of physical or psychological reasons, he can't hold on, I will definitely not force it, stop training immediately, tell him, the way to pursue his dreams, just walk here......"
"What if he can't hold on to it physically, but he has to hold on to it in his heart?" Don asked. He believed that such a situation could really occur with Chen Jian's surname, but his body would not allow it, but he had to insist, and the final result was likely to be that his body was broken.
Don waved his hand: "Then I have to be a villain again, drag him out of the training ground, and then kick him back to China." Tell him, 'What kind of professional football?' Bullshit dreams, you better go to college honestly, life has to be down-to-earth'. What do you think, Don? ā
Don was silent for a moment. That's right, that training plan may be a bit harsh for football enthusiast Chen Jian. But before everything has happened, who can say that he "can't"?
Anyway...... "Okay, I'll keep an eye on this training plan anyway." As soon as you notice something wrong, ......"
Donn interjected. "Tang, have you noticed that you have more and more of the brilliance of your mother's surname now?"
Don was forced to stop halfway through his words, and he coughed.
Looking at his embarrassment, Don En couldn't care that he was still training at this time, and laughed.
The two attracted the attention of everyone present.
"The boss is so happy...... Did anything good happen? ā
"Who knows, he has been whispering with Coach Tang since just now......"
"You can't think of any more torturous ideas, do you?"
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Fat John, a die-hard Nottingham Forest fan, and his equally fat wife stood at the door of the house, and they waited for the young Chinese player that the club said.
"You, how are you......" There was no translator, Chen Jian bowed to his two landlords in English and said hello, he was not very proficient in speaking, so he sounded a little stammered. My name is Chen Jian and I am from Sichuan, China. I will be living and living here for a year from today, and I beg your forgiveness for disturbing you......"
The fat man John laughed and patted Chen Jian in front of them hard: "Don't say so much, come into the house!" After speaking, he went to pick up Chen Jian's suitcase, but Chen Jian picked it up at a faster speed.
"IāI can do it myself, thank you, thank you!" The stuttering caused by the unskilled speaking turned into the nervousness of arriving in a strange place for the first time in John's eyes.
"Good. Relax, kid. John opened his arms, "Welcome to all Nottingham...... No, the hardcore Forest fans in England, I promise you'll love it! ā
Chen Jian thought that he said that he liked Nottingham Forest, and he hurriedly said: "I like Nottingham Forest, or Tony. Supporters of Coach Donn! ā
"Ah, yes yes, we all are. I got on good terms with that damn guy, and we drank a lot. Speaking of which, it was his idea to arrange you in my house......" Because he realized that he had just said a swearing, what he said later John was a little vague.
Chen Jian didn't understand his swift English.
He didn't care to find out what the landlord meant, and he looked curiously at his "home" in England.
He never thought it would be a dream to win the draft and qualify for a year's training at Nottingham Forest.
After Wang Yang found out that he was the unluckiest of the three - because he was assigned to the weakest Bolton - he said with some discouragement that he didn't want to become a professional player in the UK, he just came to feel the atmosphere of the world's top professional football, and that's it.
Chen Jian didn't think there was anything wrong with Wang Yang saying this, or anything bad. Because that's Wang Yang's business. Anyway, his goal hasn't changed since the first time he decided to participate in the auditions in each region of the draft - I just want to play professional football. Maybe in the current Chinese football environment, it is a shame to want to play professional football, but I just want to.
For Chen Jian, coming to the UK is not a dream come true, but a final sprint.
One year, never give up!
(To be continued)