champion godfather

Chapter 717 Volume Six

The deteriorating global financial situation and the suspension of the new stadium project due to the lack of funds, the physical problems of the players, the signs of increasing injuries, and the ups and downs of the team's performance.The combination of these things made Twain feel tremendous pressure. At the same time, it also made him realize that not only during the winter break, the club should not be expected to spend money on recruits, but also that he should learn to use more local resources to expand the strength of the team in the future. .

The youth team is one area that has to be watched.And this kind of attention is not what I used to sit in the office to look at the data and reports, but to go to the youth team in person.This is an attitude behavior.Even if he is standing on the sidelines wearing sunglasses and distracted.Anyway, let the players of the youth team see hope and be encouraged, and it is also a signal to Evan Dougherty-I understand that the club has no money to buy people, but the youth team is the basis for the survival of the team, no matter what the investment here Not a penny less.

He almost painted the slogan "No matter how poor you are, you can't be a poor kid" on the wall of the youth team training base.

So he decided to go to North Wilford with the two assistant coaches Tang and Chris Rack after the first team training, to see the recent situation of those children.See how far the young talents scouts have brought back from around the world have grown.

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After entering winter, the UK is almost equivalent to entering the rainy season.London was first called the "Fog City" because of the industrial waste gas and smog that spread throughout the city of London during the Industrial Revolution, but now it has become rain and fog.Nottingham is no exception.

It has been raining continuously for four days, and there is still no sign that the weather will turn sunny or stop in the weather forecast.

Even though he was born in Sichuan, where it is cold and rainy every winter, Tang En still doesn't like this kind of weather.The continuous rain made people feel as if everything from the clothes to the body was moldy. The bachelor's body was filled with an unpleasant musty smell. The clothes were always wet, and it was uncomfortable to stick to his body.

"I hate this kind of weather." On the way to North Wilford with Tang and Chris Rack, Tang En held a black umbrella and muttered and complained. "Such a sky makes people feel so depressing." He moved away the umbrella a little bit and looked up at the sky. As a result, dense raindrops hit his face, mouth, eyes, and along the way. The neck slipped into the collar.

Chris Lack frowned. The team's performance has been very unstable recently. Such weather really gives people a feeling of "adding chaos".In addition, he thinks that this winter break can find suitable players in the youth team. He knows Nottingham Forest's youth training very well. There is still a while... at least not in January next year.

Tang was thinking about someone else.When Tang En suddenly said yesterday that he was going to visit the youth team today, he didn't think of those kids who were working hard in the youth team, but thought of Chen Jian first.Every time I get information from the youth team, I feel a little worried about him.Can he still hold on?Can he still realize his dream?
The three came to North Wilford with their own minds.

Although the weather was bad and it was raining, the team's training was still held outside.In order to facilitate the coaches from the first team to examine the true level of these young players.The training was arranged as a small training game.

The training ground of the youth team is under the shade of the woods, and it usually looks better than the training ground of the first team.But under today's weather conditions, all they can see is destined to be a rotten vegetable field.

The gloomy sky seemed to have entered the evening ahead of time, and the woods on the north side of the training ground showed a black hazy shape in the rain and fog, which made the training ground even darker.

The players of the youth team were changing clothes in the locker room, and then ran out one by one with their necks shrunk under the urging of the coach.

Chen Jian was among them. He just learned 1 minute ago that he was also on the yellow team's side in this intra-team match.

Training games are divided into red and yellow teams, wearing red or yellow training vests.Unlike the first team yellow vest, which usually symbolizes the main force, the color of the youth team vest has no meaning, it is just for everyone to distinguish teammates and opponents.

It has been more than seven months since I came to Nottingham Forest, and I have never represented the Forest team in a youth team game.It's not that he is unqualified, but that he has been doing basic training during this time.After I started training with my teammates two months ago, I still don't have a tacit understanding.In team matches, he would have occasional opportunities to play, but basically he played the role of accompanying the prince to study, and was replaced after playing for a while.No matter how good his performance is, he will not be under the inspection of the youth team coaches.

It's an awkward role.No one would really believe that this amateur boy selected by the talent show could really pass the one-year test and finally be able to stay at Nottingham Forest Club.So no matter how hard Chen Jian tried, no one would put too much effort into this person.Only Greenwood is an exception, because he knows that Assistant Professor Tang cares about the Chinese kid extra.As a colleague who has worked in the youth team together, he is willing to help Tang Duo pay attention to him, a Chinese compatriot.

Since this game is for the first-team coaches to examine which players of the youth team can be transferred to the reserve team, then naturally there is no need for him to take up a spot.So he was a little surprised when he heard Greenwood call his name.

It's just a little bit, Chen Jian didn't have a chance to make this action a big deal, he smiled and nodded to show that he knew it, then changed his clothes calmly, ran out of the small second-floor building where the dressing room was, and ran into the rainy and fog-shrouded Training Course.

When passing by the sidelines, he saw Coach Greenwood chatting with three men holding three black umbrellas.After running over, the faces of the three people appeared from behind the umbrella, and he recognized them one by one.

The first is Tang, the Chinese assistant coach he is most familiar with, in his eyes.This man is always gentle and busy. To be able to be an assistant coach in a team like Nottingham Forest before the age of 30 is really remarkable.Seeing him made Chen Jian full of strength—even though he was a coach and a player.But on the road of pursuing his dream, Tang is Chen Jian's number one idol.

Standing next to Tang, holding an umbrella, frowning and not talking much, the tall man in black who just listened was the king and leader of this team, Tony Twain.Nottingham Forest has a poor record recently, and even qualifying for the Champions League group has become a problem.After three years of glory, he must be under a lot of pressure now...

The man looking around behind them is the team's other assistant coach, Chris Lack.It is said that after Twain left the youth team, he was the director of the youth team, and coach Greenwood used to be one of his coaches.They've all been promoted now... But when they become senior officials, they will naturally have the troubles of senior officials. The team's performance is not good, so he won't be able to live comfortably as an assistant coach, right?
After running past several coaches, Chen Jian and other teammates started warm-up exercises under the leadership of the coaches.The temperature is low in winter, and it is raining today, so warm-up activities should be done well.Otherwise, it would not be worthwhile to get injured in this kind of game.

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Tang was chatting with Greenwood about the recent training situation in the youth team, so as to facilitate the first-hand intelligence consultation.After they finished chatting, the four turned around and looked at the young people who were warming up on the training ground.

All three of them were holding umbrellas, but the youth team coach Greenwood only wore a woolen hat to cover his bald head with few hairs that he cherished very much.The rain had already wet his whole body, but he didn't care about those trivial things.He is not a coach who came down from the first team to "inspect", he is the intuitive of this place, he can't just walk around here with an umbrella, sometimes he needs to go off the field to demonstrate moves, or pounce on players who have made mistakes In front of him, he put his face to the tip of that unlucky ghost's nose and roared.You said, is it appropriate to take an umbrella again?

Squinting his eyes, trying not to let the rainwater slip into his eye sockets, he waved his hand towards the field and shouted: "Okay, let's start!"

The players on both sides stood up obediently, and the coach who acted as the referee blew his whistle, and the team training match began.

Twain is also very clear that it is almost impossible to find players in the youth team who can be transferred to the first team.But he must appear here to give the young people the motivation to train hard and stay at Wilford with peace of mind.In fact, it is the two assistant coaches who really observe everything carefully and carefully. He only needs to find the people he is interested in.

Playing in the rain, which is not considered small, the team players have very high technical requirements, so the people on the sidelines most often see the scene of people turning their backs and falling on their backs.

Greenwood was a little embarrassed.The day Tang En picked was too random, or the timing was too bad.Such a game cannot fully show the best form and best performance of the players.If the coaches of the first team were asked to stand in the cold rain and watch "mud football" for 10 minutes, they would lose patience and give these young children bad reviews.

Because it is necessary for the first-team coaches to see the strength of the young players.So although the age is not yet full, and the two talented players John Bostock and Nicholas Milan who have been training in the U17 echelon have been transferred from U16 to U18 by Greenwood to participate in today's game.

Tang En focused on observing these two people.He wanted to see how these two talents had improved after a year of training in the forest team.

The result pleased him.Although they are still young, these two players have already shown a level of excellence among many teammates who are one or two years older than them.They are in the yellow team and the red team respectively, and are the core players of the two teams.The teammates around them are very skilled in cooperating with them, and they are no strangers.It can be seen that Greenwood often transfers these two to U18 games.

Although the bad venue and weather limited their performance to some extent, Tang En firmly believed that if things continued like this, he might transfer these two to the first team next season, giving them more opportunities and a broader stage to play. played out.

After confirming that the performance of the two men was satisfactory to him, he began to search aimlessly on the court again.The look of looking around can easily give people the illusion that he is absent-minded.

Apart from the sound of players shouting to each other, the sound of splashing water from running, tackling, shooting and other actions, as well as the non-stop whistle, there were no other sounds. Everyone was concentrating on the game, hoping to give Tony . Dunn left the best impression.

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Although Chen Jian knew in his heart that he was still playing the role of "accompanying the prince to study" in today's game, but once he got on the court and the game started, he devoted himself to it.Running and fighting hard, earnestly fulfilling the task given to him by coach Greenwood-right back, solid defense.

He didn't expect to impress the coaches of the first team with his outstanding performance, he just felt that since it was a game, he had to do his best.

But in Greenwood's view, his performance was terrible.The grass is wet and slippery in the rain, and some movements cannot be exerted. In addition, the studs of the sneakers he wears are short studs, which have very poor grip performance, making his figure look clumsy.The right flank he guarded was always easily broken by the opponent, so that it almost became the main direction of the red team's attack.

John Bostock also found that the Chinese was easy to bully, so he frequently took the ball to press here. Just as the yellow team wanted to take advantage of the situation to counterattack, the red team pressed back.A group of young lads were crushed and unable to get out, their hearts were simmering, and their movements became more violent.In the end, Bostock got a penalty kick and then made the penalty himself.The red team leads the yellow team 1:0.Greenwood outside the court applauded loudly for John Bostock.This action stimulated the yellow team player who lost the ball.

The players of the yellow team who conceded the ball began to have a discord.Although the thrown ball did not break through from Chen Jian's side, everyone looked at him with unfriendly eyes - don't look at the usual happy and happy, it was because Chen Jian did not pose a direct threat to them.But now if Chen Jian's poor performance prevents them from showing their best side, then Chen Jian will definitely be resented by his teammates.At a time like this, who would be polite to a kid who will only be on the team for a year?

If you make a mistake, the more tempered ones will just glance at you sideways, and the more aggressive ones may directly point their noses at you.

Chen Jian stood on the right, and he could feel several pairs of eyes looking at him.He's not a fool, he knows what's behind those gazes.

He tried not to let himself think about the disdainful eyes of those teammates, and continued to do his job on the right.

Still defending, or being attacked by the opponent all the way, he felt that he was very stupid in the process of losing his balance, falling to the ground and getting up again and again, "at a loss" is used to describe his predicament at this time.One person cannot prevent the breakthrough of a whole team, he lacks the support of his teammates.His previous poor performance made him lose the trust of his teammates.Raise your hand to signal for your teammates to help defend?It is estimated that no one will listen to him if he does this.

I can only continue to be aggrieved to face the red team's breakthroughs again and again, one-on-one, one-on-two, one-on-three...

The tireless efforts of the red team finally paid off.Bostock broke through Chen Jian, who had been in a mess for a long time, and assisted his teammate to score the second goal with a cross.

The yellow team fell behind by two goals.

Unlike the first time he lost the ball, this time Chen Jian found that no one glanced at him anymore - they completely regarded themselves as air.A central defender ran up and stood beside him, obviously dissatisfied with his poor defense before, and wanted to play a cameo role as a right back himself.

Chen Jian looked at the teammates around him, and then turned to look at the coaches next to him. He wanted to see if this was what Coach Greenwood meant.He didn't see any special gestures from Coach Greenwood, but he saw Tony Twain looking around absent-mindedly.

This action suddenly stimulated Chen Jian.

Regardless of his performance, football has always been on his side during this period of time.Even if you are dissatisfied with your performance, you will stare at yourself and shake your head, or look away when you find yourself looking over.What is this now?Looking up and looking around, is this watching the game or the grove in the distance?
It turns out that in the eyes of other Britons, he is nothing but a piece of air!
Look at my bastard, who is covered in mud all over his body. If he falls on the ground, he probably looks like a field of rotten vegetables. If someone steps on it, he won't attract a look of surprise...

Chen Jian looked down at his embarrassment, and felt humiliated for the first time.

That's right, I come from a country where football is backward. I'm a show star out of a commercial draft. I know how much I am. I don't expect to get the same treatment as you.But at least you guys...at least take a look at me! 1.8 meters three, a big living person who weighs [-] kilograms is standing here.He was passed by people over and over again, facing several people alone, being played like a monkey, he was running, jumping, wrestling... He was moving, he was a real person!Can't you fucking eyes see? !

At this time, Chen Jian suddenly hoped that Greenwood would run to him angrily and scold him severely.Because that shows that he is still being watched, and he still exists on this court.

I don't expect to be praised by you, I just hope you don't ignore me, don't pretend not to see me, don't turn a blind eye to all the efforts I put in!
My trainer who works so hard every day for what?What is the purpose of working hard alone in this unfamiliar environment?You are pursuing your ideals, am I not too!I didn't want to be in the Nottingham Forest first team, I just wanted to be a real professional footballer!
It has been seven months, except for being praised once, it is all criticism and scolding.There is no reward or recognition for any effort, no matter how poorly I do, I'm still trying, aren't I?Why do you deny my sweat and hard work every day for seven months so easily?
He saw Tang standing next to Tang En, and he also looked at himself, then sighed and lowered his eyes.Clearly he was disappointed with his performance.That's all right.

Chen Jian was suddenly ignited by a fire in his heart, and he walked to the outside of the field.When he walked in front of Greenwood, he said to the youth team coach in English: "Please replace me, Coach Greenwood."

Everyone was confused by what he said. Greenwood didn't understand what was going on. He never caused trouble or blushed with anyone. Why did China Chen, who always kept smiling, suddenly pursed his lips tightly and stared angrily? Stand in front of yourself and say this.

Before he answered, Chen Jian had already walked around him to the locker room.

"Stop." He was pulled back.

Chen Jian turned his head and stared at the person who held him back. It was Tony Twain who was "absent-minded" looking around just now.

In such gray weather, he did not wear his signature sunglasses to appear on the sidelines of the training field.So Chen Jian was able to see the head coach's eyes at this moment.

Somewhat cold.

"Who made you go?" He asked coldly.

"Tony..." Don was a little surprised, he called.

Chen Jian didn't answer Tang En's question. He didn't know why the head coach of the first team suddenly wanted to stop him from letting him go.

"I'll ask again, who made you go?" Tang En repeated the question in a cold tone.His eyes stared straight at Chen Jian, colder than his tone.

Greenwood couldn't bear Chen Jian being reprimanded by the king of the forest team. He knew what kind of person Tony Twain was.His vitriol can bring the toughest child to tears.He planned to give Chen Jian a step down, so he waved his hand to call the substitute player next to him, but Tang En stopped him with his umbrella.

"Go back to the court. The game is not over yet, and the coach has not replaced you." Tang En said with a dark face.

Chen Jian still didn't understand why the head coach of the first team would suddenly take care of his own affairs as a person who was affiliated with the forest youth team for training. He glanced at Greenwood.In his heart, only the youth team coach Greenwood has the right to call the shots on him.

Greenwood smiled wryly and waved his hand: "Go back to the court, Chen. The game is not over yet, and I haven't replaced you yet."

Tang En let go, Chen Jian glanced at Tang En, and returned to the court with a stubborn face.

The players looked at Chen Jian who had returned to the court in puzzlement, but they still didn't understand what happened just now.

The central defender who planned to play as a right back was also called back to the central defender position by Greenwood, and the game restarted.

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Chen Jian's performance was as bad as ever, or even worse than before.His emotions must have been impacted by the incident just now, and he became extremely unstable.How can he play a good game when he is restless?
Tang En finally stopped looking around, he stared at Chen Jian under the black umbrella.

When Chen Jian was defending Bostock, he was passed by the opponent with a two-and-one pass. When he turned around, he lost his balance, slipped his feet and knelt down on the ground, with his hands in the mud and his head bowed. , did not get up again.

He felt very aggrieved.Be looked down upon, scolded, humiliated and teased.Because he has no strength, because he performed poorly.The reality is so cruel, he found that that dream has left him, maybe it is not waiting for him in front of him at all, everything is a daydream imagined by himself, deceiving himself and others.

He suddenly wanted to cry aloud, for the dream he had buried deep in his heart for so many years, for the ten years he loved football, for the stupidity of giving up his studies and coming to England to pursue his dream .

No talent, no matter how hard you work?Amateur fans who become monks also want to become professional players?Do not make jokes!If it was so easy to succeed, there wouldn't be so many ordinary people in this world who rely on illusory things to satisfy themselves!What about perseverance?What about never giving up?Attitude is everything?Shit!It's been seven months, what have I got after working hard for seven months? !

Endless criticism and distrustful and disdainful eyes from people around you!

Forget it, go back.Let go of all unrealistic thoughts, study hard, and make progress every day.

He clenched his hands together and grabbed two handfuls of slime tightly.

But...but I'm so unwilling...

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When Tang was still shaking his head secretly at Chen Jian's poor performance, he saw a dangling umbrella at his feet.

Then he heard Chris Lark exclaim in surprise: "Tony!"

When he looked up, he happened to see the back of Tony Twain striding into the stadium. He threw the umbrella on the ground, and some rainwater had already been caught in the open umbrella.

The coach in charge of the referee saw Tony Twain suddenly walk into the field, immediately blew the timeout whistle, and ran towards Twain.On the way Tang En walked forward, those players all gave way one after another, avoiding this dark-faced leader.

Tang En strode through the rain, splashing puddles of muddy water under his feet, dirtying his pants.

He went straight to Chen Jian who was still kneeling in the muddy water, but Chen Jian didn't see him, just lying there with his head down.

A voice sounded above his head.

"stand up."

Chen Jian didn't respond.

"stand up!"

Chen Jian raised his head this time, and looked blankly at Tony Twain standing in front of him.

Tang En frowned when he saw this distraught face that had lost all vitality and brilliance in an instant.Compared with this face, he likes the one that glared back at him from the sidelines just now.

He bent down, stretched out his hands and grabbed Chen Jian's collar suddenly, and then with all his strength, he pushed Chen Jian straight up on all fours!
"I'll fucking wake you up! What are you kneeling here for? Who are you going to kowtow to? Me? I don't care for a loser begging for mercy!" After overthrowing Chen Jian to the ground, Tang En leaned down and opened his mouth wide open. mouth, spitting at the bewildered Chen Jian.

Chen Jian was stunned - Tony Twain spoke fluent Chinese.

When the two met for the first time, Tang En only spoke Chinese once, and then insisted on talking to him in English, even though it would be much more convenient for him to speak directly in Chinese than to have the translator relay it.Chen Jian knew that what Tony Twain did was to remind him that this is England. Don't expect it to be easy with a Chinese-speaking coach. Only by learning English and mastering conversations in English as soon as possible can you truly adapt to life and football here.

But now, Tang En was yelling at him in Chinese that could no longer be fluent or authentic.

"Look at your messy shit! You're fucking mud lying on the ground, real mud! I don't even think weeds can grow here! What are you doing? What are you looking at me for? Are you not convinced? If you are not convinced, jump up and hit me!" Tang En noticed that there were two clean spots on Chen Jian's muddy face, extending from the eyes to the nose. "Yo, have you ever cried? Tsk tsk, look at you! It's just that you played a bad game and you're about to cry. Do you think this is a kindergarten football game?"

Tang was stunned when he heard Tang En sarcasm and curse Chen Jian in different ways in Chinese.In fact, everyone present was stunned when they saw Tony Twain who suddenly became angry, even though it was impossible for them to understand what Tang En was talking about.

"What's the matter, classmate Mud. You played a terrible game, are you going to cry and go home? Go back to China, go back to study and graduate and find a job? Then you will be satisfied by playing amateur football occasionally with a big belly Right? You’re old enough to brag to your grandson, saying that your grandfather also trained for a year with the European champion Nottingham Forest’s youth team! If your grandson asks you what will happen in a year? What would you say? You say—ah , your grandpa gave up on himself because of his bad performance in a team game, and rolled back to China crying... guess what your precious grandson will say?"

Tang En pointed at Chen Jian, who was stunned and unable to think, and cursed word by word: "You. This. A coward! You are a coward! You will stand up in front of your grandson until you die. You can't hold your head up anymore, just like an impotent man—it's not premature ejaculation, you fucking guy who can't hold his head up doesn't even have the qualifications for premature ejaculation!"

Tang felt that Tang En's scolding was so chaotic, where did it come from...

Why was Tang En suddenly so angry?Chen Jian just behaved poorly, where did he get offended?Wasn't he not very optimistic about Chen Jian's performance?

"How is it? I have realized the cruelty of reality, and you know that you have been daydreaming before? Let me tell you, this is not fucking professional football! This is just a youth team game on a dog day! It is still in the team! Do you think Is dream so easy to pursue? Do you think that as long as your blood boils like an idiot protagonist, your dream will take off your clothes and let you do whatever you want?! Even if you are a prostitute, you still have to pay for it! There is no free lunch in this world! You What is this little effort? What is it?!" Tang En pointed at the youth team players who were completely stupid around him, "None of them have practiced football for ten years. Do you think that a few of them will finally stand up?" In the professional arena, appearing in the starting lineup of Nottingham Forest?! Who do you think you are? You are not the protagonist of novels and comics, you are not a genius, you are just an ordinary person! People like you die every second on the earth Hundreds!"

"One year!" Tang En raised his middle finger, "You want to be a fucking professional player in one year? How can such a cheap thing happen! You only need to talk about your dreams, and you actually do it! Remember when you first came here What did I ask you when I asked you? You said you can't give up... look at you now, do you have the guts to say that again? Do you dare to say 'I can't give up, sir' again?! "

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, drenching Tang En into a drenched chicken, but he didn't feel it at all, he just stared at Chen Jian, his eyes seemed to be able to spew out flames.

"Very well, I would like to congratulate you for finally coming out of that superficial fool who only knows how to pursue dreams. You have matured and you know the cruelty of reality! You are going to bow your head in front of this cruel reality and beg for mercy I will never stop you if you want to leave now. Although the game is not over, your game is over, boy! You lost and were eliminated! When you plan to cry and go home, remember to give me Call, I'll buy you a plane ticket and give you a pack of tissues for free."

Having said that, Tang En finally breathed a sigh of relief and took a deep breath.

Then he bent down, bent down, and looked at Chen Jian face to face.

"Before you go, I have one last question for you. Answer me, what's your name, loser."

Seeing that Chen Jian didn't respond, he repeated it again: "Answer me, what's your name? Loser!"

Not knowing whether he was frightened or frozen, Chen Jian replied with trembling lips: "Chen...Chen Jian..."

"Very good! Chen Jian, Chen Jian... your mother gave birth to you, and your father gave you this name. Erdong Chen, what is it? It's not rape, it's not inseparable, it's not picking up cheap, it's not The humble, the sword is not the sword... It is the strong Jian, the persistent Jian! Remember it, this is your name, Chen Jian!"

After saying this, Tang En straightened up, turned around and strode away.He no longer paid attention to this youth team match, nor did he look at the expression on the face of Chen Jian who was still lying in the mud. go.

Seeing Tang En walking straight out, Tang quickly apologized to Greenwood, and then chased after him holding an umbrella.

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Everyone inside and outside the stadium was stunned, including Chen Jian himself.Ever since he was knocked to the ground by Tang En, he has maintained that posture, in a daze, unable to believe the scene that just happened in front of him.

He seemed to want to give up, and then he was suddenly scolded by the head coach of the first team... for several minutes?
In the end, what happened?
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Tang gave half of his umbrella to Tang En to help him block the rain on his head.I left in a hurry just now, and forgot to pick up the umbrella that Tang En threw on the ground.

"Why?" he asked.

"I can't see those cowards showing their cowardice in front of me. You have to cry and hide at home, because it's a bad place to be here!" Tang En spoke in a firm tone, and it seemed that he was really angry.

"Just because of this?"

"By the way, let me vent my depression these days." Tang En turned to look at Tang, "It's true. It's okay to swear, it's good for your physical and mental health."

Tang smiled: "What else?"

Tang En did not rush to answer this question.He took out the cigarette box from his coat pocket and wanted to light one for himself, but he was a little annoyed to find that the cigarette box had been soaked by the rain, and the cigarettes inside were definitely not lit.The cigarette pack was crumpled up and thrown into the trash can on the side of the road.He patted the other pockets and found that there was no smoke at all, so he gave up.

"Actually, it's nothing. He has a dream, and he has already run to this point. But the reality is indeed in front of him. I just told him that there are two roads in front of him, and then let him choose. As for him What I choose has nothing to do with me. But if he really wants to leave, I will definitely buy him a plane ticket and tissues out of my own pocket. I will do what I promise, and I will never go back on my word.”

"But there is clearly only one way." Tang disagreed with Tang En's opinion, "The dream has reached a dead end."

Tang En grinned: "No, there are actually two roads for me. One realistic road." He pointed to Wilford Lane, and he could see the other end with a straight glance. "A dream..." He pointed to the fence of the training base again, "...a dead end."

"Does that make any difference?"

"For some people maybe not. But for others, there is a difference. You are right, the dream has reached a dead end, and some people will choose to stop here, and then turn around and go back to the real road. Then others What about people? They chose to push this wall!" He made a pushing motion towards the wall with both hands. "Although it is more tiring and difficult than turning around and walking on the road of reality, there is also the danger of being hit by falling bricks. But how can dreams be so easy to realize? It is very simple to succumb to fate or reality, but you have to overthrow a block Walls...sometimes you need to fight for your life."

Tang En stood by the side of the road, looked at the wall and muttered.

Don was beside him, holding an umbrella for him from the rain.

(End of this chapter)