Chapter 1: The Trouble of Picking Up (I)
It's been almost a month since that thrilling play-off semi-final, although Donn has long since recovered from the defeat. But on the night of the game, he dreamed that he was eliminated again, and he lost even worse - 0:4, and his team had no way to fight back.
The team has finished all the games of the season, and a declining club struggling in the second division of England has no commercial games to play, and the team announced its disbandment on the second day of the game, and there will be a long holiday for the players to the coach to enjoy.
As early as May 11, the final round of the English Premier League in the 02-03 season ended. In the end, as Donn said, Manchester United, who were five points behind Arsenal, began to fight back after Christmas, and in the end they were five points ahead of Arsenal to win the title. Don won his gamble with Burns, but didn't bother to ask Burns to cash it out because Gavin had just had an accident. The bet to have a drinking party at the bar was canceled, but Burns made another promise: from now on, Donn would drink all free at the Forest Bar. After this incident, Burns looked at Don almost like a gypsy fortune teller.
There's a lot of story going on in between, David. The story of Beckham's broken appearance by Ferguson's flying boots was also staged as scheduled, which attracted the attention of the world for a while. Everyone thought that Beckham and Alex Ferguson's eleven years of mentorship and apprenticeship had finally come to an end, and his relationship with Manchester United was over. However, there are many doubts about where he will go next, and most people prefer him to go to Real Madrid, because Real Madrid have been in a rivalry with David Beckham in the previous Champions League matches. But Real Madrid president Fiorentino firmly denied that Real Madrid would buy Beckham...... "There is no story between Real Madrid and David"
Donn bought a copy of The Times from a street newsstand, skipped the political and financial news, and flipped straight to the ninth sports edition, where the big headline caught his eye. As soon as the season ended, the media began to excitedly hype the transfer of players. The transfer market is like that every year, but this year it's even crazier and more lively with a heavyweight on board.
He scoffed at the news that had been reported in an affirmative tone. Looking at the biggest hot spot in the transfer market this year with the mentality of people who have come over, it is simply a farce.
Real Madrid made it clear that we wouldn't buy Beckham, how could we buy Beckham, of course we couldn't buy Beckham! We have a good relationship with Manchester United, we are all G14, how can we do something to dig into the corner!
And then everyone believes it, and what is the result?
When David Beckham, who once wore the Red Devils' armband to play for Manchester United, stood together with Fiorentino in his white shirt and Real Madrid's honorary president, Di Stefano, United fans around the world thought they had been deceived. Yes, they have more than enough reason to complain about all this. But if they were smart enough, they should have known that the Real Madrid president's promise that "we will never buy so-and-so" needs to be listened to in reverse. Think about how Ronaldo came over? It was only natural that Beckham would end up going to Real Madrid.
Donn probably looked through today's newspaper and found that it was all related to Beckham's transfer rumors. If his team is promoted, he will love to see this kind of gossip now. But the truth is that he is not in the mood to pay attention to the fate of others now.
Rolling up the newspaper he had just bought and throwing it in the trash, Don decided to walk around and relax.
Originally, Tang Yan wanted to go to China with Yang Yan - after talking to Yang Yan many times, he learned that Yang Yan did not emigrate, she only came to study in Nottingham, and she had to go back after graduation, and now her family is in Sichuan - but a sudden epidemic completely interrupted Tang Yan's plans.
Swept across China in just a few months, almost no place was spared, with May peaking and Yanjing in China still off-limits to tourism until June. Even if Don was not afraid of death, he would not be able to go to China. In May, at the height of the epidemic, just after leading the team to play, Don once pretended to make a wrong call and went home to check the situation, and everything was fine, which made him feel a little more relaxed. But no matter what, I also hope to be able to see my parents with my own eyes and see them alive and well. During the nearly month-long vacation, he was mainly busy going to China, and he had no choice but to get a tourist visa to China.
As for the other "Donn"...... Unfortunately, Don remembered that he was very unlucky in 03, and he lost two mobile phones in less than half a year in the first half of the year, and his phone number changed I don't know how many times, and now I don't remember what the mobile phone number was four years ago. I can't get in touch if I want to, so I can only pray that the other one is the same as the original 2003, safe and sound, as for the two mobile phones that were dropped, it should be ruined...... In fact, in addition to visiting his parents when he returned to China, he also had a very important purpose - to get along with Yang Yan alone, but he didn't expect that all plans would be ruined now. After muttering "fate is inseparable", Don pulls out his phone and plans to ask Randy to drive him to the city.
At this time, he found that a girl stood next to him at some point, judging by her height, she seemed to be about sixteen years old, wearing a short red skirt with folds, revealing two pearl-like white and slender legs, and a light gray T-shirt with a cute teddy bear pattern printed on it, looking at him.
The girl had long dark brown shawl hair, neat bangs attached to her forehead, and under the thin willow eyebrows were a pair of eyes that were staring wide, clear and translucent like a pool of spring water. And Donn noticed that the girl's eyes were not the blue, gray, or amber colors that were common in Westerners, but the same dark brown as her hair.
The girl looked up at him, and he looked down at the girl. The two looked at each other on the side of the street.
Don couldn't figure out what the girl was staring at him, he was sure he didn't have bread crumbs, cream, rice grains or anything like that on his face, and he was sure he had zipped up his pants before he went out.
He took this as a patient contest with the other party to see who could be silent until the other party surrendered and conceded defeat first.
"Sorry to interrupt. Pls sir, do you know how to get to 13 Branford Garden Street......" The girl surrendered first, she spoke. There was a hint of shyness in the crisp voice, and it was very standard London accent English, and it was simply an auditory pleasure to say from that pink mouth.
Don shook his head and muttered in a low voice: "It's a pity that it's the airfield......"
The little girl was startled halfway through the words, and then suddenly raised her hand to block her chest.
"Sir!" The girl pouted, widened her eyes and scolded, "I'm going to call the police!" ”
"Huh? The policeman ......" Donn turned his head to see a patrolman in a bright yellow vest walking towards him. Wow, isn't that unlucky? If he is arrested for molesting a girl on the street, then he won't want to spend this summer quietly.
Don wanted to hide, but the other seemed to have seen them and walked straight here.
The girl was glad that the police uncle had noticed what was going on here, and she stepped forward to file a complaint first. "Mr. Policeman, this person ......" she pointed at Don, only to find that the police didn't seem to see her, passing directly past her, and then walking towards the man she was pointing at with open arms.
"Aha! I didn't expect to meet you here, Mr. Donn! The policeman happily greeted Donne, but the girl and Don were stunned.
"I watched the last game and to be honest we were so unlucky!" Because she was facing away from her, the girl didn't know what the policeman's expression was at this time, but she could easily tell from the voice what the patrolman's mood was at this time. "I'm also sorry for that child's death...... I wasn't on duty there at the time. ”
Donn got it - he ran into a Forest fan cop! So he immediately put away his surprised expression, "I'm also sorry that I couldn't make the team successfully promoted......"
"No, no, it's nothing, sir. I'm sure if the club gives you another year, you'll be able to do it. I love watching your Forest team play, do you know why? Because we always win, haha! Don't be discouraged! Next season, next season we'll do it! Forest Forest! The funny patrolman ended up shouting two fan slogans, then patted Donn on the shoulder and left. Didn't see at all that there was a poor girl waiting for him to save.
Seeing the police fans walk away, Don looked down at the stunned girl with a victorious attitude, and then showed her what he thought was the most charming smile: "Little girl, what were you going to ask me just now?" ”
The girl did not obediently answer Don's words, but cursed in a low voice: "What the hell! ”
"Ahem! It's not good for girls to swear. ”
"Don't worry about it!" The girl glared at Donn angrily.
Don looked the other party up and down, wearing comfortable white travel shoes, dressed short, and carrying a black and white Adidas sports bag on his back, plus no standard English with a local Nottingham accent, and a completely different appearance from a British girl, he already understood that this girl was an out-of-town tourist. So he shrugged: "I just want to help you as an outsider out of good intentions...... Well, since you don't want me to care, then I'll go. Goodbye, little sister. ”
He waved his hand and turned to leave.
This time it was the girl's turn to throw in the towel, and she shouted, "Do you know how to get to 13 Branford Garden Street?" ”
Donne, who had his back to the girl, had a winner's smile on his face, and then he smiled and turned around, "You're so lucky, I live on Branford Garden Street." "It's less than 50 metres from the corner newsstand where Don buys and sells newspapers, and it's only a 500-metre walk from that kiosk to where Don lives.
The girl stared at Don with suspicious eyes, maybe she thought that this pervert uncle who had been staring at people's breasts when he came up was not like a good person.
"What? Not convinced? Think I'm lying to you? Donn spread his hands and shrugged innocently, "I live at ten ...... Branford Garden Street," he stopped abruptly, and then looked at the girl across from him in surprise.
“…… Number 13 ......"
Both were stunned.
(To be continued)