Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Good Man, Mr. Koper (I)
In order to prove that he really loves Chinese culture, and also to find a basis for his "self-taught Chinese", Donn swept all the new and used bookstores in Nottingham that afternoon, and bought all the books about China that he could buy, Chinese, English, French, German...... He buys them all.
After pulling a cart of books home, he was worried. Because he can't find a place to put them, Tony; The two bookcases in Donn's home were filled with everything from newspapers to periodicals to Tony's own collection. There is no longer a gap left for these newly bought books. Don didn't want to touch the materials that had been sorted into categories, so he had to pile all the new books on the floor.
Anyway, since he came, the house has been a mess. A bachelor is used to living and doesn't think there's anything bad about it.
But after Yang Yan came the next night, she was amazed for a long time when she saw the books on the floor. As a result, the part of the first day's teaching time that was really used to give lectures was pitiful, and Yang Yan's "helpful" mistake was made again, so she simply helped Tang En clean up the room.
Tang En helped to lay a hand, and in the face of Yang Yan, he kept sighing and shaking his head, he could only smirk in return.
"You know...... That, when a bachelor lives, it's often like this...... Yes! Actually, you don't have to be busy, I'll just call a cleaner. β
Yang Yan finished tidying up the living room and finally could take a breath. She shook her head: "I'm not used to lecturing you in this environment, so ...... Forget it, it's all cleaned up anyway. β
Don smiled embarrassedly, but inside he enjoyed it.
Yang Yan stood at the door of the bedroom and caught a glimpse of the photo hanging on the wall, which she had seen in the newspaper before, and she suddenly became interested and walked in to look at it carefully.
Tang En looked at Yang Yan's back. Since middle school, this girl has been everyone's public lover, she is empathetic, helpful, and has few flaws. At that time, he was still a stubborn and weird nerd, but Sichun is something that any teenager would do, and he will also fantasize that one day he will suddenly be favored by the public's lover. But I never thought that one day there would be such a situation - everyone's lover in his own home cleaning and being alone......
The only pity is that Yang Yan is still the same Yang Yan, but he is no longer Yang Yan's classmate Tang En. It's not that he didn't think about telling Yang Yan his true identity, but such a thought was vetoed by himself after only flashing in his mind. First of all, he was not sure if this kind of story of crossing possession would be accepted, and second, he did not know if his job would be lost if more people knew the truth. Now he has learned that even if he is unemployed, he can live on the high benefits provided by the political axe, but it is his dream to be a football coach, which is no longer just a job to support himself.
Therefore, he could only face the classmates he was familiar with, but he pretended that we had only known each other for a short time. It was a terrible feeling, and on several occasions when he was in the cold, he wanted to talk to Yang Yan about some interesting things about going to middle schoolβeven though he couldn't remember much.
Tang En, who came back to his senses, decided to go into the house to help, and when he walked into the bedroom, he found that Yang Yan was not busy, but standing under the photo, looking up.
"Well, I gave it to me when I had the newspaper re-wash it."
"It's beautiful...... Yang Yan sighed. Scene selection, composition, color, timing of the photo, meaning, ...... All great. β
"I think so too. But the only reason I decided to collect was because they were shooting me, not anyone else. β
Yang Yan looked back at Tang En and smiled: "You are really not modest, Mr. Tang En. β
Don shrugged. "In the world of professional football, the last thing you need is 'humility'."
When it comes to football, Yang Yan is a little interested. Because she has been in the UK for two years, she suddenly discovered that many familiar people around her are fans, and they are very hardcore. It turned out that she thought that football and her life had nothing to do with each other, as if they were two completely different worlds. But that perception is changing little by little.
"What qualities are you most in need?"
"Confidence. Believe that you are better than others, believe that you are the best, and then work towards that goal. β
"Aren't you afraid that self-confidence will become arrogant and conceited?"
"If you have that strength, it's okay to be arrogant and conceited. There are so many such players in the football world who have a lot of names. If you don't have the strength but you have to be arrogant and conceited, then wait for death, this kind of person is not worthy of sympathy, they have been automatically eliminated by the laws of the football world, and we don't have to worry about anything. β
Yang Yan sat on the chair, continued to look at the photo, and asked: "Listening to you say this, I think football is like a world of animals that eat the weak......"
Don snapped his fingers, "You're right. Professional football is a cruel world of the jungle, where the capable survive and the incapable die. Tears are not believed here, sympathy and comfort are not needed. It's a pure man's world. β
Hearing the last sentence, Yang Yan turned her head and asked Tang En, "Isn't the world of women welcome?" β
Don would be a fool if he didn't hear what he meant. "Nope! Of course welcome! We welcome any female surname who enjoys the sport of football to join. In the eyes of the public, football and two things are inseparable. One is music, and the other is beauty. β
"I'm not a beauty...... Yang Yan shrugged and pouted.
"What did I just say? In the world of football, humility is not needed. Do you want to enter this world? β
Yang Yan looked at the serious Tang En and smiled: "Okay, I'm a beauty, the most beautiful beauty in the world!" β
After shouting this, she and Don burst out laughing.
Donn decided to strike while the iron was hot: "If you're interested, you can go and see my team's game, you don't need to buy tickets, I have it." β
Yang Yan smiled: "If I'm interested, I'll call you." β
"Well, a little suggestion. If you want to enjoy the real joy of football and understand the mystery of how it is really so fascinating, you have to ......" Speaking of which, Don En didn't say anything, he waited for Yang Yan to come and ask him. But he found that Yang Yan was just looking at himself, but he didn't open his mouth, so he had to surrender by himself.
"Okay...... You have to mentally choose a team to support. When you look at football from a neutral point of view, most of the time you will find it boring and expect too much and get very little. β
"Why?"
"Almost all neutral fans like to see beautiful goals and good matchups, but it's idealized football." The surname Donso gave this rookie fan an introductory lesson in football. Who's going to teach whom...... "The reality is that if the games are played like this, someone like me will be out of class. Because in the vast majority of cases, you can't win a game like this, what is the point of the existence of a professional football coach? It's about leading your team to victory. So...... If you want to experience the best aspects of football, you have to choose a team to support and put your heart and soul into it. When you look at them like that, you experience a lot of joy and sorrow as they play, and that's a wonderful feeling...... Whether it's victory or defeat, that's true. The frustration and pain that follows defeat, the joy that follows victory, and the ecstasy of escaping death......"
Donn looked at the pictures on the wall and muttered, as if he had gone back to the day he played Wimbledon. He was still feeling uneasy for hours after that match. But the feeling of my heart beating faster is really amazing, it's like taking drugs, once you get addicted, you can't forget it.
Yang Yan noticed that Tang En looked away from him, and the man seemed to be lost in thought again. Standing in front of him, his hair was a little disheveled, the collar of his shirt was not buttoned, one sleeve was pulled up to his elbow, and the other cuff was not buttoned, which was wide open, and the house was also messy, this image was too far from the "gentleman" in the mouth of his friends......
A polite gentleman, an uninhibited football coach, a raunchy bachelor...... Which one is the real him?
And what puzzled Yang Yan the most was that she could see his shadow from this person. Sometimes it's just a moment, very, very similar, but in fact they are two completely different people, one is British and the other is Chinese.
"Alright then, I'll choose your team. From now on, I'm a fan of Nottingham Forest. β
Tang En looked down at Yang Yan, and the girl gave him a charming smile.
"Then I have a lot of responsibility on my shoulders."
"Why?"
"Because I have one more supporter. And as a coach of the team, you can't let your supporters down. Belch...... Do you think this kind of talk is insensitive? When Tang En said this, he found that Yang Yan was always laughing and laughing at himself?
Yang Yan smiled and shook her head: "No, I think it's good." Mr. Donn, I am also sure that you will not disappoint your supporters. β
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