Volume 4 The Storm Chapter 62 Kill
Eun was woken up, and he hadn't enjoyed this treatment for a long, long time
In a sweet dream, in the warm quilt, someone suddenly lifted the quilt and shouted in his ear: "Get up!" β
He opened his sleepy eyes, and dimly saw that the person standing by the bed was Shania, and his sleepiness was goneβhe slept wearing only a pair of underwear.
"Hey!" He sat up jerked up and pulled the covers over his body.
Shania smiled happily next to her: "Uncle Tony's figure is maintaining well, do you want me to introduce you to be a model?" β
Don glared at her fiercely, "Why are you here?" I remember last night when you weren'......"
"I came in the morning to make breakfast for you, so I'm impressed!" Shania shook her hand, and Don saw her holding a wooden shovel in her hand.
"Will you do it?" Truth be told, Don had never seen Shania go out into the kitchen, and he was skeptical that this girl living in a wealthy family could do housework.
"Don't you know if you taste it?" The curtains were blown open by a gust of wind, and the sunlight poured in, on Shania's face.
Don was even more scared.
He reached for his pants and pouted? "Let's go out to eat together......" Looking up and seeing that Shania had no intention of leaving, he pointed to the pants in his hand, "Are you going to watch me get dressed all the way here?" β
Shania pouted and ran out.
Don jumped out of bed, wearing only a pair of panties, and stood by the window, looking out at the sunny morning. I think it's all amazing.
Shania inexplicably became her tenant again, living under the same roof with herself, and most of the time, she and herself were the only two people in the house......
He shook his head with a wry smile and began to get dressed.
After washing up in the upstairs bathroom, Donn walked downstairs to see two sets of cutlery already on the table in the dining room, and bacon and fried eggs on the plates. The cup is filled with juice. And then there's an apple.
It looks like it's going on.
But!
Just like mushrooms, the brighter the appearance, the more toxic they are.
Shania was already sitting across from her, grinning at herself.
He really wanted to propose that we go out to breakfast together, and go shopping by the way, don't all girls like to go shopping?
But seeing the smile on Shania's face, he swallowed the words.
Sitting at the table, Don was still hesitating when Shania leaned over to cut the bacon and spread peanut butter on it. Then he pushed it in front of him and said with a smile: "Eat, Uncle Donne!" β
"Uh, Shania...... Actually, you can wait for Uncle Tony to cook it for you, and you don't have to go through so much trouble...... Let you make me breakfast......" Donn was in his final death throes.
"It's not the same. I want to make breakfast for Uncle Tony myself. Shania said, holding her chin in her hands, tilting her head to look at Don.
Donn sighed and picked up a piece of bacon. Put it in your mouth. Isn't it just a little unpalatable? Lao Tzu is out of the way!
He miscalculated, not at all, but very unpalatable. It can be seen that Shania lives in a small family environment. She must have never touched on these household chores.
He really felt the urge to spit out all these things that were previously called "food". But when he looked up and saw Shania's expectant expression, he heard her eagerly ask, "How is it, how is it?" He changed his mind again.
Don't dare to continue chewing, it's very difficult Swallowing these things directly, Don replied to Shania with a smile: "It's not bad!" β
Next. He forced himself to leave all the dregs of this breakfast.
It's the first day after the league and the team is on holiday. Don was able to sleep well, but he didn't expect to eat such a meal. Looking at the back of Shania humming a song and cleaning up the dishes, Don En was really dumb and ate Coptis - he couldn't tell if he was bitter.
After breakfast and cleaning up the kitchen, there was a knock at the door.
Don had planned to open the door himself, but Shania had already bounced and ran.
Don, who was standing outside, looked at him with some surprise and opened the door to Shania.
"Don, good morning!" Shania, who was in a good mood, greeted her warmly.
"Ahh Yes...... Good morning, Shania. Don walked in. I saw Don En standing in the living room smiling bitterly at him.
He understands deeply.
"I have compiled the video of yesterday's match with Wigan Athletic." He raised the tape in his hand.
"Put it on the table." In this case, it is obvious that it is not possible to study the video of the game.
After Don put the tape down, he was about to leave, and Don wanted to keep him, but he was resolute: "I suddenly thought that there was something else, so I left first." Goodbye, Shania. β
Shania waved at him, "Goodbye, Don." β
After the door was closed by Don, there were only two people left in the house, Don and Shania.
There was a sudden silence, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
Don picked up the tape on the table and played with it, thinking about what to say next and what to do.
"Uh, Shania, where do you want to go?"
"Is there anything to do in Nottingham?"
"Those castles, the squares where Robin Hood fought......"
"It's not interesting." Shania pouted.
"Ugh." Don also knew that these things really didn't mean much. He and Shania don't like to travel around and sigh at the beauty of the rivers and mountains.
"I'm not going anywhere." Shania shook her head, "I'm not here to visit Nottingham. I'm here to see Uncle Tony, where am I going? β
Don was stunned by Shania's words.
Go to a strange city to visit an old friend who has not seen him for many years, and the old friend enthusiastically arranges the friend's itinerary, going to a certain scenic spot today, going to a certain landscape tomorrow, and going to a certain commercial street the day after tomorrow...... But the visitor shook his head and refused, and said to his old friend: "I came to see you, not to see those landscapes." β
Thinking of this, Don smiled: "Heh, my life is very boring......"
"I don't care." Shania sat down on the couch. "You can do whatever you want, don't worry about me. I'm here, it's fine. With that, Shania opened a magazine and read it.
Don looked at the little girl and said nothing.
He knew that such days would be long in the future. Apparently Senia used this place as a base for long-term residence.
Okay, okay, let her like it.
Let Shania live in her own home. Don was still a little worried. Although there are no reporters in ambush around his home, who can guarantee that a reporter will not see the world's top models entering and leaving the Nottingham Forest manager's house when he passes by?
Fortunately, everything has been peaceful these days. Shania also made a lot of preparations, and did not let the media find any flaws.
It's just that Tang looked at Don En with something wrong in his eyes, and Don didn't bother to care what Tang was thinkingβit wasn't a good thing anyway.
Aside from the addition of a pretty tenant to the family, Don lives and works normally, leading the team to train, preparing for games, and occasionally. Dealing with the media, of course, he will be a little nervous when facing the media now, for fear that the omnipresent and omnipotent paparazzi will suddenly ask him why Shania is in his house.
Actually, Don was too careful.
Ya is usually very busy at work, and if she stays in Nottingham for a week, she spends even less time at Donn's house. Most of the time she needs to be in London, in Paris. In Milan, in Madrid...... Or even working in the United States.
If she's not in Nottingham, Don gets text messages from Shania every day, and she takes a lot of pictures of her there on her phone everywhere she goes. Send an MMS message to Donn.
Thanks to modern technology and means of communication, even if two people are thousands of miles apart, they can chat as if they were face to face.
Of course, these are all small spices in life, or work is more important. Shania was working hard, and Don was working hard.
After an away win over Barcelona. Forest drew away to Wigan Athletic in the 28th round of the league and beat Newcastle by a narrow goal on March 3.
The result of one draw and one win is not bad.
Then it's the Champions Cup quarter-finals, this time with Nottingham Forest's turn at home, against Barcelona.
With two away goals and a win over Barcelona at Camp Nou, Nottingham Forest are in high spirits and Barcelona are on a trip to England. Everything points to disaster.
There was a brief press conference before the game in which both managers attended. It is to announce the preparation of the two teams for this game, the results of the last game have also been hyped by the media, basically there is nothing to pay attention to, the real good show is after the game.
In an interview, Donn highly praised Barcelona, saying that they are excellent and gorgeous, and they are the representative of the art of football in today's world football, and said that this is the tradition of Barcelona, and he paid tribute to the Barcelona club that has always adhered to this tradition. Because in the increasingly utilitarian professional football, it is not easy to adhere to the way of artistic football, and the price is likely to be that there is no championship for several consecutive years......
These words came as a surprise to both the media and Rijkaard.
Tony. Donn kidnapped by aliens? Why did you suddenly change sex?
Rijkaard considered the problem more deeply, and he suspected that it was a smoke bomb by Donn, deliberately praising his opponent and making him let his guard down. He knew that Donn was a very cunning man, and the more he praised his team so much, the more cautious he became.
Just as Rijkaard was secretly watching out for Donn, Donn on one side had finished praising Barcelona, and then he said to the press: "You see, Barcelona is so great, like those generations of aristocrats, noble and gorgeous, and talking about art and literature every day." They were well-dressed and had many honors that could not be counted by the number of people on the side. Is there anyone who objects to my analogy? β
No one shook their heads, and no one questioned them. Done's analogy is indeed quite a match, compared to most "civilian" teams, what else can the giants Barcelona not be "aristocrats"?
Don was pleased with everyone's reaction, he turned his head to look at Rijkaard, who was still confused, and smiled: "And what about our Nottingham Forest...... It's a lot more humble compared to Barcelona. We're not aristocrats, we're just a bunch of Robin Hoods. β
As soon as these words were spoken, the quick reaction among the reporters immediately burst into laughter. At first, everyone was still speculating about why Don deliberately complimented Barcelona, could it be that he deliberately showed weakness and made the other party lower his vigilance? Now the answer is revealed.
What does Robin Hood do? Specially working against the nobles.
Where is Don showing weakness? This is clearly a naked provocation and threat.
Rijkaard is not an idiot, he still knows a little about what Robin Hood is, most of the reporters at the press conference were amused by Donn's words, even those who didn't react at first laughed after listening to other people's explanations, this scene made the Dutch very faceless.
After being so troubled by Donne, there was nothing to do with this press conference, and Rijkaard and Donn parted unhappily, waiting to report this feud on the court.
Don En won't let him get his wish.
Reaching the Champions League final this season is a minimum requirement and he will not allow Barcelona to be his stumbling block.
If it's really a stumbling block...... Then kick it away!
A day later, the City Stadium ushered in the peak of attendance since the renovation of the Euro 96 Championship. The stadium, which can accommodate up to 30,000 people, is full, and there are countless fans who linger in the square outside for a long time, hoping to wait for a refunded ticket.
When Platini drew the opponent, Forest fans were collectively looking forward to the day when they were going to give Barcelona their biggest "welcome" at their home stadium. The Barcelona players will remember the atmosphere of the game until years later.
Fat John stood in the front row of the stands and turned back to the die-hard fans and yelled at the top of his lungs - more like a howl - "Guys, this is our chance!" Two weeks ago, the bastards of Barcelona were pressing us on their plate with a lot of people, and today is time for revenge! Let them see the traditions of our England fans! Show that group of people what a real fan is! β
"Sing and don't stop!"
"Slogans, don't let the voices of the people of Barcelona overpower us!"
The atmosphere of the scene was brought up by the fans of this stand, the bigger and bigger, the scope of the spread became wider and wider, from a stand to the entire stadium, all the people of Nottingham Forest were singing songs, shouting slogans, the game has not yet started, has made the Barcelona players fully feel what is "away".
There is no shouting and cheering from their own fans, and they can't see their own fans at all, and all they see is red, like a sea of blood, hitting the railing of the stands, and it seems that they will break through the obstacles and pour down at any time, turning this green stadium into a sea of red.
Camp Nou is a huge stadium that can accommodate up to 90,000 people, and 90,000 people shouted in unison. But the small size of the city stadium also has a small advantage, the small space compresses the distance between the players and the fans, and their every invincing and singing seems to be in their ears, not only hitting the eardrums of these people, but also their hearts.
They may need to shout loudly when they speak face to face, otherwise they will not be able to hear clearly. This formation...... Even at the Bernabeu, home of rivals Real Madrid, I haven't seen it.
It is said that the atmosphere in the stadium of England fans is frenetic, and it really lives up to its name......
Well, no, now is not the time to lament that.
Donn stood on the sidelines, happy with the home atmosphere. It is said that the fan is the twelfth person on the field, but the fan with this kind of performance is well-deserved. He is grateful that God has given him such a group of loyal fans who can push him behind the back at critical moments.
He suddenly had the feeling of being a general, commanding thousands of troops and horses to charge into battle, breaking strong enemies, recovering territory, and gathering with a wave of his hand.
- King, kill or not!
- King, kill or not! Kill or not!
- Kill or not kill! Kill or not!! To kill or not to kill!!
Donn stretched out his right hand and waved it violently. "Kill!"