Godfather Of Champions

Ten minutes later, the two stood at the door of Dunn’s house. Dunn pointed to the house number and said to the girl: "Did I lie to you? No. 13 Branford Garden Street, where I live."

The girl nodded, and then walked straight forward to try to open the door, as if she had returned to her own home.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Dunn was taken aback.

"Go in and rest." The girl said, looking back at him.

"But this is my home. I have lived here... for seven years, I'm the only one, and there is nothing you said about Aunt Lane."

"Liar." The girl stubbornly held the door handle firmly.

Dunn looked at the expression on the little girl’s face. He suddenly felt that the child resembled himself in some ways, so he took out the key, walked up to open the door, and said to the girl, "Well, you go in. Look, you can find it upstairs and downstairs. I see if you can find your Aunt Lane."

The girl didn't expect that Dunn would let her in so easily, she stood at the door and hesitated.

"What? You don't believe it anymore?" Dunn smiled.

The laughter stimulated the girl's competitive spirit, and she walked in with her head high. "Just look for it, don't you think I don't know? You live downstairs, and your aunt lives upstairs!"

She said and walked to the stairs. Dunn followed her and nodded vigorously: "Yes! I was hoping that a beautiful aunt would live with me. She cooks for me, I wash the dishes for her, and then we sit and watch TV together..."

The girl stopped and glared at Dun En, "Aunt Ryan is fifty-three this year."

"Uh..." Dunn scratched his head, "Forget it then."

While talking, they went upstairs. As soon as she came up, the girl saw an open door. She didn't pay attention to the furnishings inside the door. She looked up and saw a large picture facing herself on the wall. Under the huge red waves, a person stood proudly with his hands high.

All her attraction was concentrated on the photo, and she walked directly in.

"Hey, that's my bedroom..." Dunn didn't stop.

The girl stood under the photo and sighed: "So you are really a football coach..."

"Do I have money to lie to you?" Dunn rolled his eyes. How can I make myself look like a football coach? Wearing a sweatshirt, white sneakers, and a whistle around your neck? That look is so silly...

"It's cool." The girl exclaimed, then looked around, "This is your room?"

Dunn also noticed that there is a mess in the room now. The socks I changed yesterday had not had time to wash, the quilts were not folded, the clothes I took off were scattered on the floor, and the books I read last night were basically thrown on the bedside table or under the pillow.

The little girl sneered at this terrible environment, but Dunn couldn't refute it. He scratched his head: "Bachelors are like this... well! Come out for me. This is my bedroom. I am here. Master! I didn't invite you into my room!" He suddenly found himself behaving strangely, why should he be so weak in front of the "guests"?

The girl jumped out from inside, and Dunn said to her: "Look, there is no your aunt."

The girl pointed to the other three closed doors.

"Two small unoccupied guest rooms, one bathroom." Dunn opened the doors one by one and pointed to her.

After seeing these empty rooms with nothing but beds, the girl fell into a moment of silence. Dunn didn't know what she was thinking, but now he was going to see him off.

"You see, I live alone at No. 13 Branford Garden Street. I don't know where your aunt is. Now you can go." Dunn said to the girl while standing on the stairs.

The girl looked at the room in a daze, and then she said to Dun En: "If I give you money, can I stay here for one night?"

This proposal was really unexpected, Dunn was taken aback for a moment, and then it was realized that the girl was going to use herself as a hotel here.

Watching the girl fetch a handful of coins and banknotes from the bag and spread it out in front of him, Dunn frowned.

"Isn't it enough?" the girl asked carefully, "but this is all my money..."

"What about your parents? I think I have to call them and tell you..." Tang En was interrupted by the girl's scream before he finished speaking.

"No!" She clenched her hand, "If you don't want me to live here, I can go now!"

Dun En's reaction was even more unexpected. He decided to ask: "I can let you live with me, and I won't ask you for money. But you must tell me about your parents."

After he said this, the room fell silent. The girl seemed to be hesitating or considering, Dunn did not rush her. For himself, it doesn't matter whether to take in this girl or not to live for a day. He is just a little curious. The performance of this girl from appearing to the present makes him feel strange, and he wants to ask.

After a while, the girl finally spoke: "I escaped from the house... Actually, there is nothing Aunt Ryan. I have been adopted since I was a child, but they are not good to me, I hate them..." She lowered her head Standing in front of Dun En, with long shawl hair hanging down to cover his face, Dun En could not see anything, but the girl's voice was very low, and the disgusting emotion did not seem to be pretended.

This problem has become complicated and difficult... Will she become a problem?

The girl didn't hear Dun En's words, she looked up timidly and found that Dun En's brows were frowning even tighter.

"Well, sir. I also know that my request is too much..." The hopeless girl lowered her head again, carrying her bag and preparing to leave here.

Dunn stretched out his hand to stop her: "I agree that you live here. But...we have to sign something. Well, it's something like a rental agreement. I don't want us to have any unclear problems in the future... Good to you and good to me. Do you understand what I mean?"

The overjoyed girl nodded vigorously: "I understand! Uncle, you are such a good person!"

Hearing the last words of the girl, Dunn's mouth twitched, and his index finger stretched out: "I have to add one more condition-don't call me uncle, I am not that old! You kid... uh, what is your name? ?"

"Judy, Jude`Shania`Jordana. You can call me Jude, Shania, or Jor." The girl answered with a smile, in the afternoon. Sunlight came in through the bedroom window and cast a dim glow on her face. Seeing this little girl's happy look, Tang En really doubted whether she was just pretending to be poor...

After returning to his senses, Dunn continued to ask, he always wanted to understand the basic situation of his temporary tenant.

"Well, Judy. How old are you...?"

"Thirteen!" Judy Shania Jordana replied crisply. This answer shocked Dunn.

He tilted his head and looked carefully.

Dunn's height is 1.86 meters. The little girl is almost reaching his throat when he stands in front of him. This height...Who can believe that the girl in front of him is only thirteen years old? Especially those long legs... the face is very delicate and tender, in line with the age.

"Uh, can you tell me how tall you are?"

Shania thought for a while, and then said to Dun En, "Maybe it's five feet three or five feet four? I don't remember clearly..."

Five feet three is approximately equal to one meter six, and five feet four is approximately equal to one meter six three.

Dunn was frightened by this number again. He really wanted to ask Shania what she ate when she was a child and how her adoptive parents abused her to make her grow to a height that many women can't reach for a lifetime at the age of thirteen.

Seeing that she stood very straight even when she was very casual, Tang En exclaimed in his heart: She is really a model...

The rest is simple. Dunn asked her some basic information, and then drafted a simple agreement, and the two signed them. Shania is a Brazilian girl who traverses the entire Atlantic Ocean in order to escape Chengri's abuse of her adoptive parents. Apart from marveling at the girl's precocious mentality, Dunn didn't think too much.

In the evening, Dunn took Shania to the forest team's bar for dinner, which immediately caused a small commotion.

Many people came up with wine glasses to greet Shania, but Dunn was very unfriendly and stared at her closely. Shania greeted the British guys with a smile, and treated them as if they were greeting herself, but Dunn knew what it was like to be drunk.

More people still gathered around to make fun of Dunn. Even Burns came to join in the fun.

"Hey, Tony. When did you give birth to a daughter?"

"Haha!" The men beside them laughed.

Dunn refused to show weakness and fought back: "Oh, dear Kenny. You know, I can't replace you with this kind of thing."

The louder laughter, even Burns laughed.

Shania looked up curiously at the two people arguing, everything here was strange and interesting to her. But she is not afraid of men with red faces and excited spirits, on the contrary she feels safe. why? she does not know.

After dinner, Dunn did not stay in the bar to drink and chat with the group of people as usual, because he brought Shania with him.

"Goodbye, guys. I have to go home." Tang En took Shania and stood at the door to bid you farewell.

A huge sigh suddenly sounded in the bar.

"Tony! Go back, no one will keep you, but Shania has to stay!" Burns blinked at Dunn.

His words were supported by everyone with laughter. "Kenny is right, Tony!"

"I want to be beautiful!" Dunn waved his fist, "You go home and hold your wife!"

Amid the laughter of everyone, Dunn and Shania left the forest bar.

On the way home, Shania was very interested in Dunn's relationship with those people.

"Are you familiar?"

The curious girl asked casually, and suddenly moved a certain heartstring of Dun En. Those people of the past five months, those things have resurfaced from the bottom of my heart, the first meeting with Michael, the exciting halftime and second half of West Ham United, the first encounter between George Wood who loves his mother and his mother who loves him. Yang Yan’s surprise, the lesson "about humility" that old handsome Clough gave him, the glorious Mark Hodge, the innocent little Gavin, the failed playoffs...that really reminded him himself. I still feel incredible for half a year.

"Do you want to hear the story, Judy?"

Shania nodded excitedly.

"This story is very long, and the ending may not be so satisfying. Do you want to listen?"

"Listen! Listen!"

"Speaking of a long time ago... well, well, it was actually five months ago..."

In the voice of Dun En's hoarse narration, the two walked slowly toward the sunset, dragging a long shadow behind them.

Because there is no longer only one person in the house, but a temporary tenant, Tang En got up the next morning to make breakfast for Shania. When there is only Dunn alone, breakfast is always simple, just a bottle of milk and a slice of bread. Now that there is a little girl, Dunn has to find ways to make something delicious and nutritious.

Fortunately, there is still some stock in the refrigerator.

A cup of hot milk, fried eggs, bread, cheese and bacon ham. Looking at the breakfast on the table, Dunn thought about it and turned out an apple in the refrigerator, then washed it and put it next to the plate. It has been half a year since crossing here. This is the first time that Dunn has made breakfast so seriously. Looking further back, he has no idea how many years he hasn't made breakfast by himself. When he was frying the egg, he almost broke the egg in the trash can and threw the eggshell into the pan.

Making breakfast in a hurry, Dunn did not see Shania coming down from the stairs. It is because of the fatigue of the journey that she wants to rest for a while. Dunn sat at the dining table and began to read today's newspaper.

The most frequent name is still David Beckham, followed by Chelsea and Bates. The old man was finally overwhelmed by Chelsea's debt of over 90 million pounds and planned to sell his club. After months of speculation, lies, and clarification, the most likely buyer finally emerged: Russian billionaire Abrahimović.

Now all the media are hyping this man and the mysterious assets behind him, and some even regard him as the savior of the Premier League.

What made Dunn feel happy was that reality did not deviate much from the memory he knew well, and Chelsea was indeed infinitely close to the mysterious Russian. He has now begun to figure out how he can benefit from that crazy transfer wave after waiting for the Russians to take over Chelsea...

After thinking for a while, Dunn felt very discouraged. There is no great player in his team that can attract the interest of the Russians and then knock him off. Michael Dawson is not mature enough. Even if the Russians want it, he won't sell it. Other people... what he wants to sell, but others don't want it. And because of the entry of the Russians, almost all clubs have doubled the selling price in the near future. With the embarrassing economic situation of the Forest team, let alone picking up cheap and affordable players.

Thinking about it this way, it would do more harm to Dunn for the Russians to enter this circle. He cursed his mother, then put the newspaper aside.

He found that Shania hadn't gotten up yet, and the omelet was not tasty at all when it was cold. He decided to wake the child up.

Dunn knocked lightly at the door first, but there was no response inside after several knocks. Then he shouted again, but still no one answered...Don't worry about a girl sleeping inside, and Tang En uneasy, took out the key and unscrewed the door.

The black and white sports bag was thrown open on the ground, clothing and toys scattered all over the floor. The sheets on the small bed were crumpled and messy, half of them were still on the bed, and half were dragged to the ground. Shania's petite body was wrapped under the thin quilt, she was shrinking into a ball shivering, like a poor kitten.

Dunn felt that everything was wrong in front of him, and he rushed to the bed in two steps.

Shania was still in a coma, frowning, gritted her teeth, talking nonsense that Dunn could not understand...

A fool can see that this girl has a fever!

Dunn took out his cell phone from his arms and dialed Randy’s phone, then he put the cell phone around his neck. While waiting for the signal to be connected, he lifted the quilt and picked up Shania, who was wearing only a short pajamas. Rushed downstairs.

"Randy, where are you? In an emergency, I need a car now! Come on, hurry up... life is dead!"

Randy glanced at the GPS on the car and answered Dunn: "Three minutes, at most three minutes."

Then he said to the passengers sitting behind: "I'm sorry, sir. Please fasten your seat belts, I have to change my route to pick someone up..." As soon as the voice fell, the motor made a huge roar, a beetle-like taxi He immediately transformed into a Need for Speed, made a drifting turn at the intersection ahead, shook his butt, quickly adjusted his direction, and rushed to Branford Garden Street where Dunn's house was.

Dunn stood on the side of the road anxiously waiting for Randy’s taxi, looking down at Shania who was curled up in his arms from time to time. Regardless of whether she was short, she was still light in her arms. Dunn blamed this on her. That cruel adoptive parents. The little girl's forehead was full of sweat, and her wet hair stuck to her face, as if she had just been fished out of the water. The chest of Dunn's clothes was also wet with Shania's sweat, and the girl's body was sticky against him, feeling very uncomfortable.

He looked at the girl in the nightmare, and sighed in his heart-I really picked up a big trouble!

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