After waking up in the morning, Donn still had some pain near his temples. Yesterday I had a lot of drinks with Walker at the Forest Bar in Burns because I was in a good mood. He still remembered how the people in the bar congratulated them, and Burns was happy because he had invited almost all of the drinks he had been.

The only pity is that Don didn't see Michael them. Maybe they're embarrassed and have a different bar.

After sitting on the bed for a while, Don got up and got dressed and washed. Later, while looking for breakfast in the kitchen, he saw the red note on the refrigerator door.

Looking at the oath of "must win" above, he sighed softly.

Donn has come to terms with being the acting head coach of Forest and going from Chinese to British. He took out a simple breakfast and put it on the table, then went out and took out today's newspaper from the mailbox and began to look through it.

As an ordinary Chinese citizen, he did not have the habit of reading the newspaper while eating breakfast. It's all the British genes in the body at work. It seems that my body will have to adapt to this divided lifestyle for a long time.

Flip straight to the ninth page of the newspaper, which is the sports section. He saw a lot of reports about yesterday's game. Because this is the Nottingham Evening Post, a local newspaper in Nottingham, a lot of the pages are naturally the news of the Nottingham Forest game. Don roughly swept it. Basically, they describe yesterday's thrilling game, and Don is already familiar with the game, but what he describes from other people's pens gives him a different feeling. Watching those reporters portray themselves as handsome, Don was in a good mood.

But the rest wasn't so good. I don't know how the reporters found the fans who had been in the locker room. The media had mixed reviews about the matter, some said it was not a big deal, special treatment in special circumstances, Tony; Don is also for the team's results, in order to motivate the players, and the effect is very good. Other media criticized Donn's irresponsible approach, arguing that the locker room was a sacred place that no cat or dog could enter. Whatever the justification, this approach is not to be commended and promoted.

Donn scoffed at this. He didn't think there was anything sacred about the locker room, and the media felt that the sanctity was just because they couldn't get in, so it was full of speculation and whitewashing. Let them see for themselves the Forest dressing room at half-time yesterday, and no fool will think it's sacred.

He tossed the newspaper aside and prepared to continue with breakfast. Suddenly I found another newspaper headline that was scary and eye-catching.

"We've been annihilated!"

The word "rape" has been amplified into a special treatment, blacked and bolded.

This sounds familiar...... Well? Isn't that what I said at the press conference yesterday? Look at the photo below this statement, which is exactly what I looked like when I said this at the press conference.

Ha, it's a cover character. Donn grinned, picked up the newspaper and read it carefully. There is nothing substantial, just two penalties from yesterday's referee.

“…… Tony; Donn has every reason to think his side have been thrashed by the referee and the FA......"

Hey, I didn't say anything bad about the FA!

"Judging from the post-match footage, those two decisions were a bit far-fetched. If the last offside goal is barely in the past, then Dawson's goal was whistled as an offensive foul, which is a bit unusual. ”

Don nodded, I liked the tone. It's really not like words, it's very unusual.

“…… Our correspondent asked John, the FA's specialist referee; Baker, who said the FA is studying the matter and the footage of the game, could not give any answer at this time. However, he believes that the term 'strong annihilation' is clearly inappropriate. We then spoke to the referee on duty, Winter, who insisted that there was nothing wrong with his decision......

With a yawn, Don tossed the newspaper aside in his hand. He remembered that he had one more important thing to do this morning. It's such a waste of time to sit here and read the newspaper.

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Forty minutes later, he was standing at the gate of the Royal Nottingham University Hospital. It was a six-story building made of huge bluestone, and two gargoyles stood on either side of the gate, which made him feel that it was not like a hospital, but more like a dark monastery in the Middle Ages in Europe.

The most important thing for Don is to come to an authoritative and credible hospital for a brain examination. Since he possessed this body that day, he was worried about whether there would be any sequelae or something, and in order to make it easier to block some people's mouths in the future, he chose to come to the most authoritative hospital for examination.

The Royal Infirmary of Nottingham University has served the England national team and the FA and Donn believes the level is here.

After letting a screeching ambulance, Don walked around the flower bed and onto the steps into the hall.

Standing at the registration desk, he said to the fat sister who was immersed in the work inside: "I want to hang a brain surgery number, you have the best brain surgery expert here...... He didn't know which one to look for for his problem, so he simply said a general "brain surgery".

"Do you have an appointment, sir?"

"Uh, no." Don rarely goes to the hospital, and he hates the atmosphere and the smell there. I don't know if I have to make an appointment for a brain exam.

The fat eldest sister raised her head, and then was stunned. Then she picked up the phone at hand: "Professor Konstantin." There's a patient here who needs you to ......" Don couldn't hear the words clearly, he felt as if the fat lady was hiding from him, and simply twisted his face outside, and looked at the people coming and going in the hall in boredom.

"Sir, please go to room 415 on the fourth floor, where Professor Konstantin will be waiting for you." The fat elder sister handed over a numbered note and came out.

"Thank you." Don took the note and turned to leave. The fat eldest sister picked up a newspaper on the table and carefully checked it. That's exactly what Donn read at breakfast time, in the words "We're Out!" Underneath this sentence, there is a large photograph of him on the front.

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I took the elevator to the fourth floor and found room 415 smoothly according to the house number. He knocked on the door, and a slightly shrill voice rang from inside: "Please come in." ”

Donn pushed the door open and saw a messy desk directly in front of the door, and a man of about fifty years old behind the computer was buried in his work. When he heard the door knock, he raised his head, and his eyes narrowed under the lenses of his glasses.

"Tony; Mr. Donn? ”

"How do you know?" Don was a little surprised, he didn't remember the name he had announced.

The old man pulled out a newspaper from his computer with a large picture of him and a phrase that was too familiar to be known.

Don rolled his eyes. The old man burst out laughing. "Ms Lilith told me that a patient who looked a lot like the Forest manager came to see her, and to be honest I thought she was wrong because she never watched Forest games.

Don nodded in understanding: "Woman ......"

"No, she's a loyal Notts County fan." The old man came out from behind the table and took out a paper cup with his surname, "Please be seated." Want hot coffee? ”

"Thank you." Don really wanted to find a chair to sit on, but there were all kinds of materials almost everywhere, and he felt that standing was a problem. Don't say sitting.

Professor Constantine also saw Donn's dilemma, placing the paper cups on the table, then picking up a messy pile of papers on the couch and placing them casually on another couch. Don always felt that the paper could crush the poor couch.

The old man smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, it's too messy." ”

Don nodded in understanding, "I only have one question. How do you quickly find out what you need from these piles of paper? ”

"It's all here." Konstantin pointed to his head, "Those papers...... Uh, I actually use them as a cushion for cups. ”

Don realized that under the coffee cup in front of him was a piece of paper full of formula numbers. He was speechless about the old man.

"Actually, I can probably guess what Manager Don came to me for."

"Oh?"

Konstantin pulled out another newspaper from the pile of scrap paper, with a picture of Donn falling to the ground. Don rolled his eyes again.

"Yes, I've been hit here...... Donn said, touching the back of his head, "and I find that I'm completely different from my old self, as if I'm a different person." ”

Konstantin sat at the corner of the table, looked at Donn with interest, and motioned for him to continue.

"Hmm...... In the past, I didn't smoke, I didn't drink, I lived an extremely regular life, I didn't have any nightlife, I was taciturn, and I didn't fit in very well. "Don remembered the Tony he remembered; "You won't see me directing the game loudly from the sidelines, or you won't see me come to you to talk so much. Kenny; Burns said I was like a puritan, and even though I knew I wasn't, I was really much like that. ”

"And now you are enthusiastic and lively, with an extraordinarily introverted surname, rich body language, and a fiery and irritable temper. Life is not so regular, and I will swear, act impulsively, and be reckless...... In short, if you say the description just now in antonyms, you are now. Konstantin added Donn.

"Exactly, how do you know?"

"It's easy to draw those conclusions from your words and actions. Well, I've heard some anecdotes about this before, where someone suddenly becomes another person after some stimulus, and can easily say the name of a street thousands of miles away, or even a completely unfamiliar language. Of course, these are anecdotes, gossips that have not been scientifically proven. Konstantin touched his chin and smacked his lips, then he waved his hand, "Come on, let's give you a full brain exam first." ”

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Half an hour later, Donn and Konstantin sat back in room 415 and continued the conversation. The coffee was already cold, but no one cared, and Don hadn't even taken a sip.

"From the examination, the nerves in your brain are all right and intact. As if it had not been hit by any external force...... I can even declare you a healthy normal person. Konstantin said to Donn with a stack of computer-analyzed reports. Of course, this is only the result of a preliminary analysis. I personally recommend...... I need to keep observing you......"

Tang En hurriedly waved his hand: "This can't work, I have a job, I can't ......"

Konstantin lifted his eyelids, looked at his patient from above the frame, and smiled, "Don't worry. My observation is not to lock you up in a secret room and scan you all day with a machine. ”

"Then how do you observe my ......?"

"Hmm......" Konstantin said seriously, pushing his glasses, "I need to see you often, so you have to open up your work to me, including training and competitions." ”

Donn thought of a question: "You don't want to watch a free-to-play, do you?" ”

"Ahem! Manager Don can't doubt the profession of an old medical professor. ”

"That's not going to work. How do I know you're not going to tell those media about what we're training about? You know, they're eager to find out what's inside the team. ”

'You also can't doubt the affection and loyalty of a three-generation Forest fan to the team.

Tang En still shook his head: "I don't think my head hurts or I get dizzy, and there is nothing abnormal at all." I'm just coming to you to make sure that since you've said I'm normal, there's no need for me to keep a brain surgeon and neurologist with me, so that the whole of the UK will know that I have a problem with my head. ”

"Manager Donn, that's just the result of a preliminary analysis, you know that this kind of high-tech computer is always unreliable......" Konstantin was a little anxious.

Don squinted at him, and the anxious look on the old man's face was immediately swept away, and he took a sip of the already cold coffee.

This old fox. Don cursed inwardly.

"So, I'll allow you to come while you're training, but you can't be in the dugout or on the bench for the game, so I can give you a good spot in the stands so you can 'watch' me. Training is not something you can come anytime and anywhere, you can only come if the reporter is not there, and you have to call me in advance before you come. ”

Konstantin thought for a moment, "Ordinary stands don't work. It's too noisy for me to work. He deliberately bit the "work" very hard. "I'm asking for a box seat."

You have to inch in...... Don continued to curse in his heart.

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