Godfather Of Champions

"Mr. Tang En, what fragrance?"

"Tea...and..." Feeling Sophia tilting her head to look at her gaze, Dunn quietly choked her Adam's apple before muttering, "I mean, it's nothing..."

The light in the room was dim, and the beautiful lady was petite, and Tang En lowered his head in disguise, trying his best to suppress some indescribable impulse. It's no wonder that Collymore will desperately show up to Sophia in public, her natural charm is indeed enough to turn all living beings...

"Mr. Dunn?"

"Ok?"

"What are you looking at?" Sophia asked Dunn with a smile.

"I'm... uh, I'm enjoying an oil painting."

"painting?"

"Yes...Mona Lisa's smile..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sophia blushed suddenly and lowered her head shyly.

what! Damn it! This is simply too ambiguous... Dunn cursed in his heart, originally not meant to say this, but seeing Sophia, he couldn't control his tongue. Wood, Wood, if your kid doesn't come back, I just... I can!

There was a door opening downstairs.

During the battle between heaven and man, Tang En let out a long sigh of relief and slumped on a chair. God! My back is wet!

With the sound of rapid footsteps, Wood appeared at the door of the room, and then he saw Dunn sitting at the dining table and was stunned.

Sophia greeted her, took the bag from her son, and asked with concern: "Where have you been, George? Why did it take more than an hour... Oh!" She frowned, and Wood radiated a strong wave. Of alcohol. "Did you drink, George?" She said harshly.

When Sophia said so, Dunn turned his head and stared at Wood carefully. There were no scratches or bruises on his face, and his eyes moved from top to bottom. He finally saw a black mark on the knee bend of Wood's pants. Although it had been repeatedly slapped by the owner of the pants, Dunn was still sure That is a shoe print.

"No, mother." Wood shook his head.

Sophia didn't mean to let Wood go, she fanned it with her hand: "Then what's the smell of alcohol on your body?"

"When I came back, I passed Bar Street and bumped into a few alcoholics. They were a bit difficult, so it took some time." Wood tried to make himself look casual.

"Open your mouth, George." Sophia motioned to Wood to open her mouth and exhale.

Wood did so, and Sophia reached her son's mouth, cocked her nose and sucked hard. Then she rubbed Wood's cheek lightly: "Go and wash your face, and see that your face is all sweaty. Mr. Tang En specially came to you and has been waiting for a long time."

Wood took a look at Dunn, then went to the bathroom obediently.

Sophia smiled apologetically to Dunn. Dunn shrugged to express his understanding, and the doubt in his heart was already certain. It's time to say goodbye now. So he got up and said to Sophia, "I'm so sorry, ma'am. I think I should go back, it's late."

When Dun En said so, Sophia made no secret of her disappointment, and the smile on her face disappeared. Of course she knew that Dunn's request was normal, and she had no reason to keep a man at home when it was almost eleven.

"It's a pity, Mr. Dunn." Sophia sighed and pointed to the black tea and biscuits on the table. "You haven't eaten yet."

Actually... If it wasn't for Wood's return, maybe Dunn would not leave tonight. He saw Sophia's face that suddenly fell lonely and lost her brilliance, and said with comfort, "Ma'am, I think... this kind of opportunity will continue in the future."

Hearing Dunn's words, Sophia raised her head joyfully, her face radiant.

At this moment Wood walked out of the bathroom, frowned slightly, then leaned against the door and looked at the two people standing in the middle of the room without saying anything.

Seeing him coming out, Dunn quickly moved his gaze away from Sophia's face and waved to him: "George, I'm leaving now, won't you come to see me off?"

Standing outside the house, Dunn waited for Randy to drive to pick him up while chatting with Wood seemingly casually. He knew that Sophia must be looking at them at the window upstairs, and Wood didn't want his mother to worry too much, and Dunn did the same.

"George, I have a message to tell you." Dunn decided to test it first to confirm his inner guess. "The **** who was on the sidelines to your mother that day was just beaten. Do you know who did it?" When he said this, Dunn stared at Wood intently, hoping to see some clues.

But he was disappointed, and Wood didn't even blink his eyelids.

"I don't know." There was no mood swing in his voice.

This kid!

But you are too calm, so calm that you don't seem to hear the news for the first time. Play with me, you are still tender.

All the doubts in Dun En's heart were eliminated, but he didn't say anything, but just nodded with a smile: "Very well, I'm still worried that you did it, not just fine."

The street in front of him was illuminated by two beams of lights, and Dunn knew that Randy's driver was coming. He was about to say goodbye to Wood, and suddenly remembered something, "Oh, and...well, I think, if there are no accidents, maybe from tomorrow, I can't train with you every day, and I won't command you again. It's a game."

Hearing Dunn's words, Wood turned to look at him. "Are you leaving?"

"Yes, let's go." Dunn suddenly wanted to tease the rigid child, he nodded.

"where to?"

"South."

"is it far?"

"I think so..." Tang En was a little disappointed looking at this and still did not show his unwillingness to the child... Isn't it just the friendship between teachers and students?

Wood was silent for a while, then turned his back to Dunn and said, "Oh, goodbye then."

This bastard!

Dunn decided not to play anymore, he beckoned and shouted: "Wait! Forget it... I lied to you, in fact I am going to the south, but it is only five meters away from your training base in the youth team-one Just the width of the alley!"

Just after he finished speaking, Wood suddenly turned around and glared at Dun En, his eyes were definitely not joy, but... annoyance after being deceived.

In the face of the child's eyes, Dunn also didn't know how to explain his whim trick. He had to continue with a little embarrassment: "Uh, if all goes well, from tomorrow I will be the head coach of the Forest First Team. I will have to leave the youth team at that time, but you will continue to train and play in the youth team. ."

Randy not far away honked his horn, urging Dunn.

"I have to go, George. I hope you can continue to listen to Mr. Chris Lak and other coaches, train and play hard, and now you are doing a great job. All of us think that if you can continue like this, everybody Earning 120,000 pounds a week is not a problem!" Dunn knew that if he wanted to arouse this kid's fighting spirit, honor and love would not work, just one key word-money!

"Go hard, kid! I will keep an eye on the youth team at any time. If you perform well there, I will refer you to the first team and sign a completely different contract...you know you will at least at that time How much weekly salary can you get?"

Wood shook his head.

Dunn calculated in his heart that the club's financial situation has improved and the players' wages will increase accordingly. At that time, if Wood really continues his outstanding performance in the youth team, then signing into the senior team, at least not less than 1,500 pounds. So he said to Wood: "At least £1,500, a week! Not including other bonuses!"

The expression on Wood's face finally changed again, and he seemed satisfied. Dunn was also very satisfied with Wood's performance, so he smiled and waved to him: "Have a good effort! Remember, George, wherever you are, the better you perform, the more money you can get!"

He turned back to the car, closed the door, and the taxi drove away quickly. Wood stood outside the door for a while before returning.

Sophia saw Wood coming back and asked, "George, what are you talking about?"

Wood opened his mouth slightly and showed a rare smile: "Money. Mom, we will be rich soon."

Sophia reached out affectionately and stroked her son's hair, "Little fool. George, you have to listen to Mr. Dunn, he is a very good person." When she said this, Sophia looked at the dark outside the window. On the street, Dunn's car had already left.

Wood got out of her mother's caress, looked at her and suddenly asked, "Mom, do you like him?"

Sophia panicked when she heard her son say this. She suddenly retracted her gaze from the window, looked at Wood, and then moved away. "Ah, no, it's impossible! How... how is it possible?" She desperately avoided her son's gaze.

Hearing his mother's answer, and then looking at her mother's reaction, Wood said nothing. He just continued to look at his mother, silent as if he could see through everything.

Sophia coughed and said to him with a straight face: "Well, George, you should go to bed."

"Good night, mother." Wood kissed Sophia's cheek.

"Good night, George." Sophia kissed her forehead back.

Wood returned to his own room, closed the door, and the lights went on and off.

Sophia sat back at the table, leaned on the table with one hand, supported her chin, and stared blankly at the cold black tea and the original cookies. Thinking of the moment she and Dun En were alone just now, time has no meaning anymore, everything seems to be frozen around her, and then put into a photo frame and stored in my heart.

She sighed slightly, and put away the cups and plates on the table.

When she turned around, the open door of Wood's room was gently closed.

"...They have six people! Six strong rugby players! I don't know where they came from. I didn't know them before. Just when I was about to leave, they attacked me in an alley. It's a sneak attack, a sneak attack! Otherwise I won't lose to them at all, who do you think I am? I am Stan Collymore!"

"Hahahaha!" Dunn and Evan who watched the TV couldn't help but laughed.

Lying on a hospital bed and being interviewed by the TV station, Collymore said that the saliva and stars splashed all over, and he spoke vividly of his "one enemy six" heroism. Dunn, who knew the inside story, bent over with a smile. As for why Evan laughed so happily, it was because of another thing.

Now the programs they see on TV are just news, and the videos played in the news are generally not live broadcasts. So the hapless guy who called "I'm Stan Collymore" at this moment could no longer be so excited during the interview.

The reason is very simple. In the morning, he has been cancelled by the Nottingham Forest Club.

No one expressed surprise, incomprehension, or protest at this. When the team's performance was so bad, Collymore went out to the scandal of being beaten in the bar. Who would fire him without firing him? Although Evan Daugherty will inevitably bear the infamy of "decision-making mistakes",...does anyone think that the chairman who holds 75% of the club’s shares will transfer his hands because of finding the wrong coach Stocks, take the blame and resign?

Stan Collymore ended his failed half-season coaching career, and this experience will remain in his heart forever, regardless of whether he will be in charge again in the future.

As for Collymore's successor, there is hardly any suspense.

Is there anyone more suitable than him at this moment?

"It's almost time, Tony. Let's go." Evan Daggerty looked at the watch on his wrist.

"Yeah." Dunn nodded.

The two stood up and pushed open the door of the chairman's office. Miss Barbara Lucy was already waiting for them outside.

Downstairs, the dark red Audi A6 parked quietly by the gate, the driver was seated and the door was opened.

The destination of this car is the City Stadium, where dozens of media reporters are waiting for a press conference.

Outside the field, a small group of fans gathered, led by a fat man, dressed in a red forest team jersey, dressed up as if they were going to the game, and sang a song in front of the guns and guns. These fans who attracted the attention of the reporter held up a large cartoon portrait under which it read:

Welcome back, Tony!

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