Godfather Of Champions

Yang Yan is not a professional tour guide, her introduction is also a hammer to the west, and she can say whatever she thinks. But Dunn doesn’t care about this. He didn’t want to increase his understanding of the university, so he was willing to follow this crappy tour guide everywhere, and the only reason to go wrong is because she is Yang Yan, and he had a secret crush for three years. Girl.

When they walked to a statue, Yang Yan pointed to the barefoot bronze statue with flowers in his hand and said to Dunn: "This is Lawrence. He has written novels such as "Mrs. Chatterley's Lover" and "Son and Lover". He is a famous local writer in Nottingham, even as famous as Byron."

"Huh?" Dunn looked confused, and didn't know how old Lawrence came from. But he knew Byron, and occasionally heard a line or two of his poems when he was in middle school. This is normal, and Byron is a middle school student probably knows, but D.H. Lawrence (David`Herbert`lawernce)'s book may still be a banned book describing the capitalist pornographic life when Dunn was in middle school.

Finding that this man knew nothing about the characters who made Nottingham famous in the world, Yang Yan's problem with being a good teacher came again. "Sir, are you not from Nottingham?"

"Why do you say that?"

Tang En actually wanted to say: "Yes! I am not! I am Chinese, I am your classmate..."

"I'm from Eastwood in Northwest Nottingham..."

Yang Yan widened her eyes and looked at him: "Sir, are you kidding me? Even Eastwood's six-year-old child knows who Lawrence is."

"Who?"

"The most controversial and unique writer in the history of English literature in the twentieth century. His novels are still scorned by mainstream British literary circles and refused to accept and recognize them."

"why?"

"Because his novels are all about the life of the miners, and they ridiculed the rich and nobles, they have a strong class nature. The British literary circle thinks that Lawrence is a communist writer and writes leftist literature. In addition, his book "Chatterley" "Lady's Lover" was banned for decades because it blatantly violated the prevailing social customs..."

"Contrary to social customs?" Dunn felt that this reason was a little incomprehensible.

"Uh..." Yang Yan replied, biting her lip, "It's very explicit description and pornography, and ***** she felt that it was inappropriate to talk about this in front of a strange man, so she turned the topic back On track. "Do you know? Lawrence is your fellow Eastwood"

Dunn knew he was making a fool of himself again, so he patted his forehead, not knowing what to say. At this time the people who rescued him came. A group of Chinese students wearing big red Tang suits came to face each other, they called Yang Yan's name loudly.

"Yang Yan, Yang Yan!"

Yang Yan looked back and saw them, with a bright smile on her face.

"Happy Chinese New Year, everyone!"

"Happy Chinese New Year to you too!"

"Congratulations on getting rich, academic success! Haha!"

A group of people with black hair and yellow skin laughed together, and he was stunned when he said that Dun En felt a little strange, but very kind language.

Chinese New Year?

Is it the Spring Festival today?

Yang Yan remembered that there was another person behind, so she turned to Tang En and said in English: "Happy Chinese New Year! Today is our Chinese traditional holiday, just like your Christmas..." Then she spoke Chinese very slowly. Repeated again: "Happy Chinese New Year! Congratulations on getting rich!"

Dunn opened his mouth and seemed to want to read along. In the end he still didn't say aloud.

Of course I know what the Spring Festival means, family reunion, New Year’s Eve dinner, New Year’s Watch, Spring Festival Gala, parents and family accompany by their side, Lantern Festival dumplings, more than every year...

The thought of homesickness flooded into Dun En's mind irresistibly, especially when he saw Yang Yan's smiling face, this feeling became even stronger.

He bowed his head and took out the little book he carried with him, quickly wrote down his phone number and English name, and then handed it to Yang Yan. "Ms. Yang Yan? I admire your knowledge very much. I have long admired Chinese culture. I have always wanted to learn Chinese and Chinese culture. If you don't mind, I would like to invite you to be my Chinese teacher. This is my phone number. If you think carefully, you can call me. I have something urgent and I will leave soon. Thank you very much for being my tour guide, thank you very much! Goodbye, and also wish you a happy Chinese New Year!"

After talking like a gun, Dunn turned and left, hurriedly fleeing this place full of festive atmosphere and this group of people.

Yang Yan took the note in her hand, and she didn't react. At this time, friends next to him gathered around.

"What's the matter? Who is that man?"

"I think he looks like a young Al Pacino, so handsome!" Someone started to be idiots.

Yang Yan glanced at her friend, "I don't think..." Then she looked down at the note in her hand and slowly said the scribbled English name: "Tony...Tony Dunn?"

A boy called when he heard the name.

"Tony Dunn?! Why is he here?"

"Do you know him, Liu Wei." Yang Yan asked the boy.

The boy handed her a newspaper with a big picture: Under the raging red wave, a man in black raised his arms and shouted.

"He," the boy said to Yang Yan, pointing to the man in black in the photo, "it's Tony Dunn. The head coach of Nottingham Forest."

Yang Yan stared at this photo for a long time, and then asked the boy a very depressing sentence: "What is Nottingham Forest?"

The boy jumped up angrily, but he didn't know how to explain to this girl who never watched football and never knew football the brilliant performance of the Forest team and its status in the city. In the end he had to say: "In short... Nottingham Forest is the most successful football club in the city and has a glorious history. Tony Dunn is a professional football coach. It's good that you know this."

"Oh, it turns out he is still a celebrity." Yang Yan smiled to the boy, "Liu Wei, do you regret not finding him a signature or something?" Then she handed the piece of paper to the boy, "This It's also a signature, and his phone number."

The boy refused. "I'm not a fan of the Forest team, and I'm not so enthusiastic to ask for an autograph. Take it, he gave it to you."

The girl next to him started talking: "Yes, yes, doesn't he want you to be his Chinese teacher? This is a good opportunity!"

"what chance?"

"On the beautiful and quiet European campus, I met a gentleman who was courteous, and he sent you an invitation to meet next time... a cold gentleman, a beautiful tutor, oh! What a romantic story!" The girl who had just become **** just woke up and became idiotic.

"Ali, have you read too many romance novels?" Yang Yan smiled helplessly in the face of these friends who had only met at university.

"No, Ali is talking about "Jane Eyre"." Another girl held her glasses serious.

Ali immediately stretched out her hand in cooperation and whispered: "Oh-Rochester! Do you think I am short and not beautiful, without soul and heart? If God grants me some wealth and beauty, I will make it difficult for you. Leaving me is like I can hardly leave you..."

Everyone laughed, and Yang Yan also laughed happily. Amidst the laughter, she looked down at the note, but in the end she did not throw it away, but folded it and put it in her pocket. She is from a well-off family and doesn't need to earn tuition from a part-time job to support herself. In her spare time, she has a lot of time to do things she likes, such as going to the streets with friends or finding a quiet place to study. But... She still kept this work contact number.

why? She herself can't tell.

Maybe because his last name sounds like that person's name?

While walking hurriedly through the campus, he searched for this year's calendar in his mind. At the beginning of each year, he wanted to see when this year's Spring Festival was over.

I remembered!

Dunn stopped.

February 1 is New Year's Eve, and February 2 is the Spring Festival. That's right!

Yesterday was New Year's Eve, and he led the team to their first victory since coaching the first team. Today is the Spring Festival, the most traditional festival and the most important festival for Chinese people... the Spring Festival!

In the past month, he was almost short-circuited by his shocked brain, and then he was busy living in this strange world, forgetting this very important thing-how are my parents now? Are they healthy? Will they panic because they have lost their son? He has never considered too much for his parents, even before crossing, and now he feels very unfilial.

How many years has he not been home for the Spring Festival? Two years, three years, or longer?

In 2004, he just graduated from university for a year and found a job in CD. In order to stay in this city, he decided not to go back during the Spring Festival, but made a call back to greet him on New Year's Eve. In the Spring Festival of 2005, he had already changed two jobs. At the classmate meeting that just ended, although he received an invitation, few people still remember him when he went there. Everyone was confused, and only he did nothing. In a bad mood, he simply decided not to go home ashamed, otherwise he would not know what to say when asked by his parents. During the Spring Festival of 2006, he changed jobs again, and on the way to Shanghai on a business trip, he still used the phone to call his parents New Year greetings. During the Spring Festival of 2007, he worked steadily and did not travel on business, but he just didn't want to go home. This year, he found a reason to deceive his parents not to go back. He listened to the firecrackers on New Year's Eve and called New Year's greetings again on the phone. He felt that he was numb to the traditional holiday of the Spring Festival, but it was all the same.

I have to say that Dunn is not a filial child. Even if he rarely takes the initiative to call home, he always keeps what he has in his heart. He has been here since he was a child. He got used to it and didn't think there was anything wrong.

But now...in Nottingham, England, in 2003, he had a strong desire to call home for the first time. He wanted to hear his parents, even if it was just a sentence.

So he took out his mobile phone, searched for the phone number at home in his memory, typed it carefully, and then stood under a big tree waiting for the call to be connected.

After what seemed to be a long wait, a voice familiar to Dunn rang at the other end of the telephone line.

"Hey, which one?" This is mother's voice!

He heard it, heard his mother's voice, and heard the sound of firecrackers and television faintly coming from the receiver. The host on the TV yelled: "Chinese New Year! Happy Chinese New Year!" For a while, he forgot to speak, for fear that he would not hear the sound from that distant world. It seems that as long as you sniff your nose, you can smell the scent of mother's meals. Sweet and sour crispy fish, eight-treasure rice, salty roasted white, rock sugar knuckle, fish cake, pig's cake... By the way, how can you forget the homemade sausage and bacon? These are much better than **** grilled fish and chips that can only be seasoned with salt and rice vinegar. Dunn swallowed.

The mother on the other side of the phone didn't hear anyone talking, she asked a few more strangely, and finally hung up when she didn't get an answer.

Dunn was awakened, he missed the opportunity to greet his mother. But he doesn't need to fight anymore, knowing that his parents are still living well and everything is as usual, he is satisfied. If something happens to me, my mother's voice will not be so calm. No matter who the person attached to him is now, as long as he treats the two elders well, Dunn will be satisfied.

Dunn leaned his body against the tree trunk, looked up at the blue sky, and exhaled.

Although today has not passed yet, Dunn feels wonderful. He not only knows that his parents are doing pretty well so far; then he met a high school crush in a foreign country, even though they can no longer recognize him.

The mood of homesickness just improved and he decided to go somewhere.

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