After a week of continuous rain, the sky finally cleared up on Monday morning. It's especially worth cherishing for the UK, which is already winter, especially in a city like Nottingham, where the weather is always weird, and you don't know when the sun overhead will be obscured by the clouds again and then start to rain crackling.

The leaves on the side of the road hang with droplets of water, reflecting the morning sun, like diamonds left between the trees, which is the best proof of the rain that fell all night last night.

Don stood outside the chairman's office building in the club's training base, across which was the training ground for the first team. Walker's roar kept ringing, and the whistle kept ringing, it is estimated that Collymore did not appear on the sidelines today, and the beating the day before yesterday gave him a reason to take a holiday for himself.

Evan actually found such a piece of waste to be the head coach, I really don't know what he was thinking in his head.

I saw my messy hair in the glass window, and after I got up in the morning, I casually shaved my hands twice and went out, half of the collar of my shirt was exposed, and the other half was pressed inside, but fortunately, the button on the collar was not wrong...... He flipped his collar out, and ran his hand through the glass window, and found that a few of them stood tenaciously erect, like chicken feathers on the head of an Indian chief.

He looked at the golden droplets on the plants around him, reached out and wiped them on the leaves a few times, wet his hands, and continued to shave his hair, and this is all right.

Looking at himself reflected in the glass window, Don smiled with satisfaction. It's been almost a year, and he has completely accepted this body and appearance, and he feels pleasing to the eye when he looks at the mirror all day long.

After finishing all this, Tang En turned around and walked into the small building, and then saw a young woman walking and twisting her buttocks coming to him, wearing a navy blue professional suit, and she was so surnamed. The woman walked briskly past Done, and Done's gaze followed her, and her red curls jumped slightly as the woman walked, like a flame.

When did there become such a female staff member in the club? Don realized that he seemed to have been away from the centre of the club for too long, and it was slowly becoming unfamiliar.

The woman who was walking and twisting her ass suddenly stopped, then turned to look at Don. This action startled Donn, and he forgot to withdraw his gaze.

The woman was not annoyed by this, and she smiled professionally at Donne, "Excuse me, it's Tony. Mr. Donne? ”

Don nodded stunned.

"Are you here to find Mr. Dogetty?"

Don nodded again, his gaze resting on the other's chest, still forgetting to take it back. The depths of the towering mountain are the final vanishing point of sight...... "I'm sorry, Mr. Dogetty isn't in his office right now. ”

"Oh...... Yes? "Don finally returned to normal, he moved his gaze to the woman's face, with a mid-to-upper posture and a good figure." Where did he go? ”

The woman shook her head slightly, and the flame began to dance again. "Mr. Dogeti didn't tell me, may I ask you, sir, have you made an appointment with him?"

Don shook his head: "No, I'm just...... Suddenly I remembered to look for him. Didn't he say when he would be back? ”

"No, sir. Need to go to Mr. Dotigue's office and wait? ”

"Okay, I'll wait a minute." Donn thought that there was Chris Lak watching on the youth team anyway, and there was nothing to worry about in training.

"Here, Mr. Donne, please." The woman returned to lead the way, so Don was able to appreciate the woman's walk again...... The woman took Donn to Dogetty's office, put down a glass of boiling water, and took her leave. Don stopped her.

"This ...... Uh, this young lady, I haven't seen you before, are you new here, please? ”

The young lady smiled and nodded, "Yes, Mr. Donne." I am Mr. Dotigue's personal secretary, Barbara. Lucy. You can call me Barbara. ”

"Miss Barbara, you're not English, are you?" Lucy speaks American English.

"No, sir. I'm from Liverpool, but I've lived there since I studied abroad in the US. ”

"Oh."

"May I ask Mr. Donn, is there anything else?"

"Uh, I think...... It should be gone. ”

"Then I'll take my leave. Goodbye, Mr. Donne. "Barbara. Lucy politely said goodbye to Donn, turned and walked out.

Don watched her close the door, then shrugged his shoulders and pouted to imitate Lucy's tone of voice and said to himself, "Hello, sir." No, sir. Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. Goodbye, sir...... British robots that are exported to domestic sales? Hey! ”

When Don was the only one left in the large office, he could finally take a good look at the place. A brand new computer had been placed on the boss's desk, and the old room was suddenly filled with a modern atmosphere, and there were many other changes like this, which were very different from the last time he had seen them.

He remembers the last time he walked in here - just a few days after he crossed over to Forest, he was asked to go to London for a hearing for speaking ill of the FA, and he was here. Old Dortig said to him with a smile on his face:

"Don't worry, Tony. The club will fully support you. ”

Half a year later, the old man who supported him threw the burden to his son for health reasons. Dogety.

Support me?

It sounds ironic today. If you supported me, did you give me a regular contract when I led the team to five wins in a row? Have you ever called me to comfort me when the team lost the play-offs, and then repeated the previous sentence?

Nothing.

Old man, you didn't seriously think about my future from the beginning. Anyone can write a bad check. Thinking about the experience of the first half of the year, I am so stupid. Led by a carrot tied to a stick, he ran and ran desperately, and he couldn't stop running...... I should have patted my ass and turned away from this place.

But...... Donn thought of the tombstone that stood quietly in the cemetery behind the chapel.

…… Nottingham Forest's most loyal fan, George Forest. Wood's eternal supporter...... Old man, and Evan...... Do you think I chose to stay because of my love and loyalty to the club?

If it's just me, I can leave at any time, it's no big deal! But there are two other children here that I care about - one is smart and smart, and the other is silent and honest. I don't want to worry about them. One has been laid to rest in the ground, but the other is alive!

Don took a deep breath to calm his mind again.

Downstairs Des. Walker's angry roar flew in through the open window: "Give me a fucking cheer!" What do you look like?! You're not even as an amateur! ”

Don got up and walked to the window and lifted the curtains, intending to see what the first team's usual training was like. As a result, what he saw made him shake his head and sigh.

Almost all of them were listless and absent-minded on the training ground. Even the captain of the team, Michael. Dawson also lost his fighting spirit, his brows furrowed, and his pace slow.

This is the nordic he is familiar with, and he can't even take a shower!

Wu Yazi said with a smile: "The so-called retreat is to immerse your mind in martial arts, which means that you don't have to manage the chores of the past few days, what is that fool doing in Deaf Moor!" Don slammed his fist into the wall.

Lao Tzu worked hard to restore the team's fighting spirit and confidence, you give Lao Tzu a toss, let the team return to the pre-liberation overnight!

Watching the scene on the training ground, Donn really wanted to rush up and kick the butts of those professional players one by one, who were not as endearing as the lads of the youth team.

Des. Walker yelled a few words, and was a little helpless to stop doing this useless work. The team is now sixth from the bottom, with eight consecutive rounds of winlessness, and the morale is no longer low, and even the stock of the Forest team on the stock market has been affected and has plummeted all the way. What can he do as an assistant coach?

That guy was so lucky to have the best memories of his last time in the forest, and he didn't have to see such an angry Nottingham Forest!

Don didn't want to look any further, he found that he hadn't shown up after waiting for so long, and the ghost knew where he had gone, maybe he was just deliberately hiding and not wanting to see himself!

Don, pushing the door out, almost crashes into Barbara. Miss Lucy, fortunately he dodged fast enough, otherwise he would have burned the cup of coffee that was still steaming.

"Jingle Bell! Crash! The ceramic cup slammed to the floor, cracking into pieces with a crunching sound, and the fragrant black coffee flowed to the ground.

"Ahh I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Donne! Didn't burn you, did you? Didn't stain your clothes, did you? Miss Lucy cried out in panic, her voice out of tune.

Don laughed, "Of course I'm fine, it's just a pity for that cup of coffee...... Are you going to send it to me? ”

"Yes, sir. I'm afraid you've waited too long......"

Lucy crouched on the ground picking up the debris, and Don leaned over to help.

"It's okay, I'm already going to go." Don placed the fragment of the cup in his hand into the tray, then clapped his hands and stood up.

Lucy, who was still squatting on the ground, was a little surprised: "Aren't you going to wait, Mr. Donn?" And how many of Mr. Gertie will be back soon? ”

(To be continued)