Godfather Of Champions

The old president of the Evening Post is very creditworthy. One and a half days after that call, he was sent a picture framed in a frame, and he also specially helped him hang it on the bedroom wall, facing the bed. In this way, after he gets up every morning, he can see this glorious moment at first sight.

Under the wave of red, he raised his arms and cheered.

This is an oil painting named "Victory", a work of art worthy of permanent collection.

Staring at this picture, Dunn thought of the best way to fight back.

He nodded. Lao Tzu was never a soft persimmon who was beaten on the right cheek, but had to put his left cheek up. Now I can’t refute your criticism of me, but don’t think I will remain silent. Next... Next game I will let you keep crawling back and licking my toes! You **** damn wall shit!

Dunn raised his arms, imitating the shape in the photo, closing his eyes and fantasizing that he was in the tsunami field, enjoying the joy of victory and the pleasure of revenge in advance. At this moment, he heard his mobile phone ringing on the table in the living room.

Stepping on the newspaper all the way back to the living room, he found that the caller ID was a very unfamiliar phone number. After a little hesitation, he still connected the call.

The next second he jumped up in surprise.

"Yang Yan!"

"It's me, sir. I thought about it for a long time and decided to accept your kindness and be your Chinese teacher." Yang Yan heard Tang En on the phone laugh like a child.

"You have been thinking about it for a long time, Teacher Yang...but just agree, do you know..."

Dunn sat down, leaned on the back of the chair, swayed his feet on the table, and began to lie. "...Do you know, because I didn’t get your guidance, I was like a lost ship in the dark as a trekking ship guided by a lighthouse. I went around in circles for two months. I think if you don’t come again, I will give up. Interested in Chinese civilization."

Since possessing this ghost, Dunn found that some changes had taken place in himself, such as he was more cheerful than his previous self. This is a matter of course. Dunn, who can get in touch with his favorite football all day long, has determined his life goal, and is no longer the paranoid and arrogant Dunn. Of course, there is a very important reason why he is so excited today because Yang Yan agreed to be his Chinese teacher.

He said happily here, but Yang Yan over there was a little embarrassed. "Sir, if you keep chattering like this, I think I will change my mind..."

"Ah no! Of course...I'll be obedient. If you don't let me say, I won't speak." Dunn also covered his mouth exaggeratedly. Yang Yan muffled and laughed at the other end of the phone.

"Why are you so excited, sir?"

"Because I am in a good mood today." Tang En casually ridiculed.

Yang Yan immediately noticed a problem: "Huh? Mr. Coach, didn't your team just lose yesterday?"

"This... of course, but losing is not necessarily a bad thing. We have to look at this issue from a positive perspective, don't we? Okay, let's not talk about the disappointing game. We need to talk about you as my Chinese tutor. This kind of thing is usually unclear on the phone. I think we need to meet...Where are you now?"

Yang Yan looked up across the street. There was a cafe there, so she reported her name to Dun En.

"Ok, I'll be there in thirty minutes at the latest."

Yang Yan heard Tang En hung up the phone in a hurry, and then she crossed the road and pushed the door into the cafe. Sitting by the window, ordering a glass of juice casually, she was still wondering if she made this decision right. Except from the media reports, she didn't know this person at all, didn't know the true character of this person, didn't know the background resume of this person. Although the above two issues were mentioned in the interview, Yang Yan believes that in the era of information explosion, the credibility of media public opinion is not as good as before. Many times she will habitually suspect that the media is about one thing. The view, will also put this kind of suspicion on the media reporting a person.

If you want to be his tutor, you must first have enough understanding. Otherwise...in a foreign country, with a strange man, no one can say whether it will be dangerous.

Yang Yan is sitting in this small cafe, waiting nervously for the person she wants to see. It feels like a blind date...

The wind chime at the door rang, and someone pushed in. Yang Yan looked up and saw a man wearing sunglasses looking around at the door. She looked down at her watch, and it was exactly half an hour before she hung up.

"Hi." The man was so conspicuous, Yang Yan could only stand up and say hello, and pulled him over.

"Sorry, there was a car accident on the road and it took a little time. Didn't you wait for a long time?" When Yang Yan saw the real person, Yang Yan found that the arrogant head coach in the newspaper had returned to the gentleman he met for the first time. She shook her head: "No, time flies quickly."

Dunn sat down, took off his sunglasses, waved to the waiter, and politely asked Yang Yan what drink he needed. Yang Yan looked at the juice that hadn't taken a sip, and shook her head.

"Give me any coffee, thank you." After sending the waiter away, Dunn turned to stare at the girl in front of him. When he was in high school, he had thought about it, and the girl he had watched silently in a certain corner, now sitting in front of him, still has a shy smile on her face.

Yang Yan finally couldn't help asking: "Sir, what are you looking at?"

"Ah, nothing. Sorry, I'm lost. Uh..." When the waiter brought coffee, he also brought a blank paper and a pen.

"Mr. Dunn, help me sign!" the freckled British boy said excitedly.

"Okay... but we just lost yesterday."

Yang Yan smiled and watched Tang En lower his head and write his name on the paper. After writing the English, he thought about it, and then wrote his Chinese name: "Tang En" distortedly.

"This is..." The boy didn't figure it out.

"Well, you know, I like Chinese culture very much. This is the Chinese name I gave myself. What do you think?"

"Although I can't understand it, but it's beautiful..." The boy took his autograph and left with satisfaction. Tang En looked back and saw Yang Yan's somewhat surprised expression.

"Haha, be surprised! I have also taught myself, although only two words are written..." He was lying, but he actually speaks fluent Mandarin and Sichuan dialect, and he also writes well.

Yang Yan recovered from the shock. She nodded in confusion, "Yes, I was surprised... I didn't expect you to write Chinese characters. But..." She wrote on the napkin, Tang En's English name "Tawin" .

"I think it's more appropriate to pronounce this as'Twain'."

"Twain? What strange name is this?"

Yang Yan coughed. This man didn't know Lawrence, didn't he even know another famous writer? "Mark Twain's Twain..."

"Ah!" Dunn patted his forehead, "Tom Sawyer! But I like the name "Don" better."

Yang Yan tilted her head and looked at him and asked, "Why?"

"I don't know, I just think this sounds nice, much better than "Twain"."

Yang Yan looked at Tang En for a long time, and then smiled: "I also think this sounds better, Mr. Tang En."

"It's too unfamiliar to call Mr., you can call me Dunn." Dunn's mind was-this is my name.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yan shook her head: "Sir, we only met for the second time..."

Hell! We have met many faces! We are classmates in high school! ... Dunn really wanted to tell the girl opposite, but he couldn't.

Yang Yan insisted on her own opinion, and Dunn gave in.

"Uh, whatever you want..." Dunn gave in. This was the second time he was alone with Yang Yan. He lacked experience and suddenly didn't know what to say. Or Yang Yan reminded him: "Mr. Tang En, why are you calling me here? Isn't it the two of us sitting here in a daze?"

"Oh, of course, we need to talk carefully about how you taught me Chinese..."

After half an hour, the two agreed on all the details. Taking into account the particularity of Dunn’s job, the time for Chinese learning is limited, so only two classes are given a week. It will definitely not work on weekends, because Dunn wants to lead the team to play games. Fortunately, at home games, if it is an away game, it will take two or three days to go out. Finally, every Monday and Thursday night, Yang Yan will go to Tang En's home to teach him. The payment is ten pounds per hour.

If there is a temporary change, call the other party.

After the talk, Dunn planned to invite Yang Yan to lunch, but was rejected.

"Haha, I'm so sorry. My friend has made an appointment to wait for me to have dinner at noon." Yang Yan smiled and left. Dunn looked at her back, feeling that he had let go of a light butterfly, feeling a little lost.

But... soon he adjusted his mood. Anyway, there are two nights a week to see her, there is still a lot of time...

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