champion godfather

Chapter 841 Volume Seven The Heart of the Lion King pays tribute to the legend of this decade
After Wilford bid farewell to his teammates, Eastwood held a press conference at which he will officially announce his retirement to the media and the outside world.None of the media had known the news before, although some of them might have guessed it.
The press conference was held at City Stadium.Before the press conference, some media had already gotten wind-Eastwood would definitely not announce good news at the press conference.Some Forest fans who care about Eastwood gathered outside the stadium, anxiously waiting for the latest news from the press conference.
When Eastwood, accompanied by Tang En, appeared in front of the reporters in a suit and leather shoes, the noisy conference scene suddenly fell silent.
Sitting in his seat, with countless microphones and recording pens in front of him, Eastwood did not rush to speak.It took some courage to make this decision public for the first time.
Tang En sat next to him and patted his back lightly.
The venue was silent, and after a while, Eastwood exhaled and said in his characteristic tone: "I have made a decision. When I was undergoing surgery in the United States, my doctor told me that my knee would be fine." It may not be possible to continue to bear the pressure brought by professional football. I thought about it for a long time, and I decided to retire."
Although some people have roughly guessed the reason for Eastwood's sudden press conference, they were still shocked to hear him say it with their own ears.There was an uproar at the scene.
After saying this, Eastwood ignored the reporters' fierce reaction, got up and walked out accompanied by Tang En.Some reporters who reacted first squeezed to the front row to ask him some questions, but he stopped him with a wave of his hand: "I have nothing to say, thank you all."
After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and got out.
Someone targeted Tang En.
"Mr. Tang En! Mr. Tang En..."
"I'm sorry, I have nothing to say. That's the way it is. We will arrange a farewell ceremony for Freddie in a home game in more than half a month. That's it. Thank you for coming here..."
Tang En waved his hand and declined further questions from the reporters.
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"Gypsy shooter announces retirement!"
"Three serious injuries to the right knee, the end of the career!"
"Tony Twain lost a general, and Eastwood bid farewell in tears!"
"Counting down the three serious injuries in Eastwood's career, this retirement was doomed as early as ten years ago!"
"The culprit for the retirement of the Gypsies is someone else, not the former captain of Nottingham Forest!"
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All kinds of appalling and visually shocking news headlines appear in the media.
For a while, everyone knew the news that Eastwood was going to retire.Countless reporters flocked to Wilford, hoping to find out further news.Although Eastwood has never really been among the top strikers in Europe, he scored two winning goals in the two European Champions Cups, which made his name spread throughout Europe and even the world.Some media even thought that Tony Twain would never have won those two championship trophies without Eastwood when they reviewed his career.
The fans of Nottingham Forest have long regarded him as the best striker in the world, and there is no need to say much about their love.Now that I heard that Eastwood is going to retire, I can't accept it for a while.Every day outside the Wilford training base, there will always be a large number of fans holding Eastwood's head, posters and slogans to keep Eastwood.It's a pity that the heroes in their hearts are not on the training ground, but recuperating at home.
The atmosphere of the training ground is also different from before. Seeing so many slogans to keep Eastwood, everyone feels very sad.But the boss is right, since he is a brother, his decision must be respected.The road is chosen by Eastwood himself, and no one else has the right to interfere.
Some fans flocked to the message board of Nottingham Forest's official website, posting excited messages, hoping to persuade Eastwood to change his mind.
But none of this worked.
Some reporters wanted to interview Eastwood directly, only to find that the other party had even turned off his cell phone.
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As a professional player, making the decision to retire at the age of 30 requires more than courage.Even if he made this decision, it would be really uncomfortable for him.During the 20 days of convalescence at home, Eastwood's mood was very low.
His wife Serem sees all this in her eyes, and sometimes she jokes with her husband playing poker: "Fate says you can go back and continue playing football."
Eastwood glared at her. "I wouldn't be a gypsy if I believed your stuff. Don't mention it, Serim. I won't change my mind..."
"You have been playing football for so many years, and suddenly one day you stop playing football, don't you feel uncomfortable?"
"What's wrong with it? I haven't played football during this period, isn't it pretty good?"
These days, Eastwood has really not touched football. After he can still walk freely with crutches, he has been taking care of his old horse Blanc in the stables for ten years.
Serim grinned, not talking about this topic. "You have to go to the stadium tomorrow, don't you go to bed early?"
Eastwood shook his head: "I'm not a player who wants to play."
Serim kissed her husband on the forehead: "Then I'll go up and see if the children are asleep."
"Yeah." Eastwood replied a little absent-mindedly.
When he was alone in the living room, Eastwood buried his face in his hands.Serem was right in saying that he suddenly stopped playing football, and he was really not used to it.
When he called the boss, he had just been injured, and he thought he was really tired of this life.Looking at his knees, he even thought he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.At that time, he resolutely bid farewell to the past ten years, and he firmly believed that he had made the most correct choice.
Now he still thinks it is right to retire, but his heart is no longer as resolute as it was half a month ago.Sometimes when he closes his eyes, there will be a tsunami of cheers from the city stadium in his ears, and everyone is calling his name.When he was asleep, he would dream that he was back on the field, with healthy knees, and he would run around the field and score goals, enjoying the cheers of the fans.
When he woke up from the dream, he realized that he really couldn't do without football.
It is true that his knee can no longer continue to play football, but he is still very happy that the boss gave him a job as a coach. At least he doesn't have to be far away from football, and it has nothing to do with each other from then on.He can still fight side by side with his brothers, but with a different identity.
For me, football is no longer as simple as a hobby or a job.
Football is my life.
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Eastwood got up from the bed when the morning sun was still fading behind the clouds.The rustling of his clothes woke his wife up.
Serim looked sleepily at her busy husband: "Didn't you say you don't compete? What are you doing up so early?"
"Riding to warm up." Eastwood replied as if there was a home game on weekdays.
After hearing this, Serim sat up from the bed: "You don't compete..."
"Sleep, Serim."
The wife reached out and grabbed a few handfuls of messy hair on the top of her head, shook her head and muttered, "I'll make you breakfast."
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Faint light came obliquely from the window, and smoke and dust danced in the beam of light, making the dimly lit stable seem very quiet.The silence was soon broken by the creaking of the door.
Eastwood stood at the door, took a deep breath, and sniffed the familiar smell.
The creatures in the stable sensed someone coming and snorted as a greeting.
"Blank." Without turning on the light, Eastwood walked in after his eyes adjusted to the dimness of the room.
Another snort.
Eastwood stopped in front of a black horse, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the black horse's neck.The movements are gentle, as if stroking your lover.
The black horse Blanc also leaned his head next to his master and rubbed him affectionately.
Eastwood didn't answer his wife's question just now, he just told Serim to go to sleep.Because he couldn't explain to his wife what kind of emotion this was - he would only ride Blanc for a few laps in his own yard early in the morning when there was a home game that day. He is not going to do that.So why do it today.
He is not confused, he knows that today he just went to the stadium to say goodbye before the game, and he will not play.But his body just wanted to ride Blanc for a run at this moment.The inertia of the body?
Eastwood unleashed the horse, put the bridle on Blake, and led him slowly out of the stable.
The outside is obviously brighter than the inside, and one person and one horse are looking at each other.Eastwood looked at Blank and smiled: "Hey, old man. I retired today, and you retired too. Shall we run again?"
When he was racing at Grace, he rode a nine-year-old Blanc to warm up on the road.He lives in a modern caravan, and his home is in the woods of the green belt of the neighborhood. Others look at him with strange eyes, but he never cares. He is proud of being a gypsy.Now that he has money and kids, he doesn't have to live in the caravan any longer, but he still has the odd habit of warming up with a horseback ride in the mornings of every home game.
A reporter once interviewed him before, why he can always score the winning goal at the most critical time to help the team win.He always puts it down to his lucky pony, Blank.
Today, "Lucky Pony" has become "Lucky Old Horse", and he himself is 30 years old.
Eastwood patted Blank on the back and stepped up on the stirrup.
"Go, old man!"
He patted the black horse's buttocks, and Blanc took his master to a trot.
The cold morning wind blew on Eastwood's face, blowing Blank's mane, and Eastwood felt a long-lost comfort.He wanted to whistle loudly on horseback.
"Whoa, Blank! You're such a good runner! You can still run, you're not old, are you?"
Blake ran round and round in the racecourse, until Eastwood simply let go of the rein, spread his hands, leaned back, and closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling of the wind blowing around him.In a trance, Blanc became his legs, and he ran on the field without getting tired, no matter how fierce the collision was, he couldn't stop him from moving forward.He just ran and ran, leaving all the pain and worry behind him.Run and run, leaving the cheers behind.Run, run, keep running...
"Freddy, do you want to play professional football?"
In the cold wind, a few drops of water fell from Eastwood's face.
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The youngest daughter Chardonnay (Chardonnay) heard the sound of clanging in the kitchen when she got up to go to the bathroom. Out of curiosity, she went downstairs and found out that it was her mother.
Sleepy-eyed, she rubbed her eyes at the door and asked, "Mom? Where's Daddy?"
Serim looked back and saw that it was the youngest daughter, and said with a smile, "Daddy went riding a horse."
"Does Daddy have a race today..." The six-year-old daughter doesn't know much about her father's affairs. She only knows one thing - once my father is riding a horse in the early morning, there must be him in the afternoon or evening For the game, I have to wait in front of the TV to watch my father.
"Yeah, it's the last game." Serem came over and kissed his daughter's tender cheek. "Go back to bed, you haven't put on your shoes yet, be careful of catching a cold."
"Mommy, have you seen my new sneakers?" The eldest son Rahim's voice came from upstairs, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps from upstairs.
"Why did you all get up so early today?" Serim asked, looking at the two children in front of him. "I didn't see your new sneakers. Your own things are always thrown around. You can't find them when you need them?"
"I have an appointment with a friend to play football in the morning." The 11-year-old Rahim reached out to grab a piece of bread on the table, but Serim quickly knocked it away.
"Go brush your teeth and wash your face!"
"Where's Dad?" Raheem didn't move immediately, he turned his head and looked around. "Go to the stables to chat with Blanc so early?"
"No, he's gone riding."
Raheem whistled, turned and went upstairs to wash.
"Raheem, get your sister's shoes down!" Serim shouted from downstairs.
"understood!"
Serim picked up her well-behaved little daughter and put her on a chair, keeping her bare feet from touching the cold floor.
Unfortunately, her efforts were in vain.
The sound of the door opening sounded outside the restaurant, Chardonnay jumped off the chair excitedly, and ran to the door barefoot.
"Daddy—"
"Sartoni! Good morning, my little beauty!"
"Good morning, Daddy!" The little girl kissed her father on the cheek.
"Go and wash your face and brush your teeth, Chardonnay. Rahim! How long are you going to dawdle? Take off your sister's shoes!" In this family, Serim looked more like the head of the family.And Eastwood doesn't care about anything, just eat.
"Come here!" The eldest son ran down like a wind, threw the shoes in front of his sister, and ran up again. "Good morning, Dad!" The voice of greeting came after the others returned upstairs.
When the family of four got together for dinner, the father announced a decision: "You and I will go to the city stadium with me in the afternoon, Raheem and Chardonnay."
Chardonnay had no problem, she was very happy to be with her father at a young age, and she didn't have much social time of her own.Raheem was a little surprised: "I have an appointment with Heather and Andy..."
"Raheem," said Mom's stern voice, "your dad wants to be with you at that time."
Raheem Eastwood looked at the stern mother, then at the smiling father, and nodded: "Okay, Dad."
My sister is still young and may not know what retirement is, but the 11-year-old Rahim can definitely understand.This matter is indeed more important than him hanging out with his friends.
Eastwood reached out and scratched his son's head. "Thank you, Raheem. As compensation, I will spend more time playing football with you in the future."
"You mean what you say, dad." Raheem felt that his dad seemed to prefer staying with Blanc.The horse had long been an official member of the family.Before he was born, his father was with Blanc, and the relationship between them was rock-solid.Sometimes when he thinks about this, he feels aggrieved - which one is father's real son?
Eastwood smiled and twisted his son's puffed cheeks lightly: "You are a puppy."

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The city stadium in the afternoon was busier than usual.Nottingham Forest fans have long learned from various media that today's game is different.Their favorite striker, Freddie Eastwood, will bid farewell to Nottingham Forest and his career ahead of the Arsenal game.
Although Eastwood is not a player trained by Nottingham Forest, he has played here for ten years, and it can be said that he has dedicated his entire career to Nottingham Forest.Everyone has long forgotten his past as a member of the West Ham youth team.
Half an hour before today's game belongs to Eastwood's time. No Forest team fan wants to miss this moment. They entered the stadium more than half an hour earlier than before, and they waited to get two European seats with him. The Gypsy striker of the Champions League says goodbye.
While players from Nottingham Forest and Arsenal were warming up on the field, Eastwood, wearing a casual jacket, was leading his family to greet the chairman of the club.
"It's a pity to retire so early, Freddy." Evan Dalgety patted his former player on the shoulder and shook his head. "I still remember the first day you came to Wilford to report, driving a caravan and dragging a horse, arguing endlessly with your wife at the door... You startled me. Haha!"
Evan was laughing, and Eastwood was laughing too.But when he thought of that time, his smile was a bit bitter.He was only 20 years old at that time...
"Tony offered you a coaching contract and I'm glad you accepted it. To be honest, I've always felt the club owed you a lot."
Eastwood shook his head: "Please don't say that, Mr. Chairman. It is my honor to play for Nottingham Forest. When I was playing at Grace Athletic, I never thought I could win the European Champions Cup and The Premier League trophy, and twice."
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Because we have to bid farewell to Eastwood before today's game, everyone's emotions are not very high.Although Eastwood agreed to be the coach of the team, everyone still has more affection for Eastwood as a player.
Even the boss, who always liked to say something before the game, was abnormal today, sitting at the door without saying a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The atmosphere in the locker room was a bit awkward.
George Wood may be the most silent of all, he arranges the captain's armband on his arm over and over again, puts it on and takes it off, puts it in his hand for a look, puts it on again, and takes it off again...
He seemed preoccupied.
Tang En looked down at his watch and finally ended the uncomfortable silence.
"Okay, guys. It's almost time to get out. We have to say goodbye to Freddie..."
Wood was the last player to walk out of the locker room. It stands to reason that he is the captain and should be at the forefront.
After the players of the two teams came out of the tunnel, they didn't go to the field to line up to take pictures, or exchange team flags, guess coins, shake hands... They lined up outside the tunnel, waiting for someone to appear.
As a rival team that has nothing to do with Eastwood, Arsenal have cooperated very well this time, expressing full respect to a legendary striker who is leaving.Tang En is very grateful to Professor Wenger for being willing to do this, and at the same time, he may also be thankful that the teams that are not his rivals in this game...

Eastwood stood in the corridor, surrounded by some staff who were responsible for maintaining order.Now he is holding his 11-year-old son Rahim in his left hand and his [-]-year-old daughter Chardonnay in his right hand, waiting nervously for the signal to appear.
A unified voice sounded from the stands outside, and all the fans were chanting his name, very clearly and uniformly.
"Daddy? They're calling your name." Chardonnay, who was in her arms, listened intently for a while, and said to her father.
"Yes, Chardonnay. They're calling Daddy's name. Do you like this dress?" He nuzzled Chardonnay's forehead.He was referring to the red Forest jersey worn by his daughter, with his name "EASTWOOD" and number "11" emblazoned on the back.
"like!"
"Why?"
"Because of Daddy's name!" Chardonnay said excitedly.
Compared with Sadoni's excitement, Raheem who was holding her father's hand was silent without saying a word.He doesn't think it's a very interesting thing like his sister.Although his father will spend more time with him after he retires, in his heart he still likes the father who runs and scores goals and then cheers.When his friends mentioned his father, they would envy him and say, "Raheem, you have a heroic father!" "If only my father was like your father..." "Raheem , your dad scored again in yesterday's game! That goal is so cool! Loose shot!" "Raheem, please help me get your dad's autograph..."
He pursed his lips, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. Tears lingered in his eyes, as if they were about to fall at any moment.
My dad is a hero!I am the son of a hero, I cannot cry!
he thought viciously.
Feeling his son holding his hand hard, Eastwood looked sideways to the left.He looked at his silent son and smiled.
After a period of music, the announcer's voice sounded on the live radio: "This is not a happy news. Our Gypsy star Freddie Eastwood decided to say goodbye to everyone on this day... "
The staff at the entrance of the corridor gestured to Eastwood, signaling him to come out.
"Come on, Raheem."
In this way, Eastwood led his son and walked out with his daughter in his arms.
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When No. 11 of Nottingham Forest came out of the tunnel with two children wearing his jersey, there was a roar of shouts like a tsunami.
"Freddy! You are our hero!"
"Well done, Gypsy!"
"Goodbye, Freddie! Goodbye!"
"Change your mind, Freddie! Please!"
"Don't go, Freddy...Look at the situation, are you willing to go?"
"Freddy, we need you! Tony needs you! You can't do this!"
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With a smile on his face, Eastwood let go of his son's hand and waved goodbye to everyone.But there were already two tear stains on his face.
Players from both Arsenal and Nottingham Forest were standing next to him, applauding him.Others gave him a thumbs up.
Chardonnay looked at the scene in front of her curiously. She might not understand the feelings of these people, but she knew that her father was very popular.The expression on Raheem's face was even uglier, and he was almost about to cry in public.
Serim stood in the box, standing up and applauding her husband like everyone else in the audience.
In this way, he walked all the way to the middle of the venue, bent down to put his daughter down, and took the wireless microphone from the staff.
The voices at the scene gradually subsided.They knew Eastwood had something to say, and they didn't want to miss every word he said.
"Very... thank you, thank you all." Eastwood suppressed his emotions and tried his best to restore his trembling voice to normal. He slowed down his speech so that what he said could be heard clearly by everyone. "When I was an amateur player, I never thought that I would have a farewell like this one day. I am very happy that you all came to see me..."
After a moment of silence, Eastwood tried not to cry on the spot.No matter how much he forced a smile on his face, at this moment he didn't have the slightest desire to laugh.
"I would like to thank Nottingham Forest Club, my teammates, and even more so, Coach Tony Twain. If it wasn't for him, I would never have the opportunity to stand here and say thank you."
The TV broadcast gave Tang En a close-up.He stood in front of the coach's bench with his arms folded and his expression serious.
"My career is only ten years... but I don't think it is short. In these ten years, I have gained all the honors that I thought or didn't think about. I am very satisfied and fortunate. The ten years of playing in Nottingham Forest I am very happy every day of the year, because I am doing what I like, in the environment I like."
"But now, I must say goodbye to you, and I must say goodbye to my teammates." Tears could not stop streaming from Eastwood's eyes. "Ten years ago, the boss once told me that I would become the legendary striker of Nottingham Forest...I'm sorry, boss, I let you down, I'm sorry..."
Eastwood stuffed the microphone into the hands of the staff and leaned over to hug his daughter Chardonnay.
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"Damn it..." Chris Lark heard Tang En next to him curse softly, "You are already a fucking legend, Freddy."
The English man who always played a harsh assistant in front of the players with a rough voice suddenly couldn't help crying.
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"Daddy? You're crying..." Chardonnay looked at her father strangely, her familiar face was wet.
"Daddy didn't cry, Daddy is... happy." Eastwood forced a smile, "I will have more time with Chardonnay in the future, are you happy?"
Chardonnay looked at her father for a while, then grinned and said, "Happy!"
"Let's go back."
He hugged Chardonnay again, and took Rahim's hand.
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"Freddie Eastwood, when he joined Nottingham Forest on January 2004, 1, he was an amateur player who broke his leg once. He was 1 years old at the time." Tetson said emotionally, "Now that he is 20 years old, he took his family to bid farewell to the Forest fans. He said that he is not a legendary shooter, but in the hearts of Nottingham Forest fans, no one can be more legendary than him. "
"An amateur player scored the winning goal in two European Cup finals to help Nottingham Forest regain the European Cup after 28 years. He suffered a serious injury to his right knee before he became a Forest player, but he Has been dragging this injured leg to run for Nottingham Forest for ten years, scoring a total of 130 seven goals. He is not the player who scored the most goals for the team in the history of Nottingham Forest Club, but he is definitely the team The player with the highest scoring value in history! Two goals, two European Champions Cups! His experience is enough to make a movie for all children who love football. He told those people that even if you have suffered serious injuries, Even if you are kicked out by the team you used to play for, even if you are reduced to playing in the amateur league and selling second-hand cars, as long as you have not given up on your ideals, you can create a legend!"
"Salute to the legend of this decade! Goodbye, Freddie! Goodbye, Mr. Lore of Nottingham Forest!"
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When Eastwood led his children slowly to the aisle, the fans sang in the stands.They were singing a song dedicated to Eastwood.This was the heroic chants Eastwood created for him after he scored a key goal to help the team beat AC Milan to regain the European Champions Cup lost for 28 years.
"It's the last minute of the game, do you think it's over? There's not much time left, the referee is looking at his watch and you say: 'Forget it, we have a future'."
"The cheering singing gradually died down, and some people started to leave the venue early. A pile of drunk wine glasses were thrown from the stands, and the place was in a mess!"
"The opposing players are laughing at our dying struggles, and the opposing fans are celebrating their victory ahead of time!"
"No.11 of the forest team stood up and said: 'No! The game is not over yet! Don't be too happy!'"
"Don't be too happy!!!"
"He's like Robin Hood, with his arrows piercing the hearts of his enemies!"
"The enemies screamed in terror: 'Who is he!'"
"who is he!!"
"His name is Freddie Eastwood! He is the forest team's Mr. Lore!"
"His name is Freddie! He never gives up!"
"Freddy Freddy! It's your honor to fall under his arrow!"
"La la la! Freddie! La la la! Robin Hood!"
"La la la! Freddy! Freddy! La la la!"
Whenever Eastwood scored another key goal, the song would be played in the home stands.Eastwood will run wildly on the field with open arms, and the number on his back is flying over the city stadium like a flag. The number "11" on his back is like two sharp arrows. He is indeed the "Robin Hood" of Nottingham Forest.
But this time, Robin Hood was shot in the knee by the poisonous arrow of fate. He could no longer stand up and continue fighting. He fell under the big oak tree where he had gathered with his comrades in arms. We bid farewell, leaving only a legend, so that future generations can look forward to in the memory of the legend - what kind of heroic years should it be when he was here...
The passionate singing went on and on until their Robin Hood disappeared into the passage.
With tears in their eyes, the fans present applauded the "Mr. Lore" in their hearts for the last time, and bid farewell to another "Robin Hood" legend.
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PS, this chapter is a bit strenuous but smooth, sounds contradictory, right?In fact, this is indeed the case.
I didn't want to write such a long one, but once I wrote it, I couldn't stop.That's my problem... I don't have any plans, and I suddenly get a good idea while I'm writing, so I delete, modify, and write again, which exceeds the original plan.So I write slowly.
It's not the first time I've written about a player's retirement.But this time it feels strange, I'm not as sad as I was when I wrote about An Ke or Zhang Jun's retirement, or it's obvious that I'm not that sad.The sadness in my heart because of a character's retirement is very light, and sometimes there is even a little joy.Maybe it's because I portrayed a real character.Well, I believe this Eastwood and his wife Thurem, as well as the eldest son Rahim and the youngest daughter Chardonnay are real.
There are complete pictures in my mind, they move, and then they become a movie.I saw in the movie the whole experience of Eastwood's official retirement day, from waking up in the morning to saying goodbye in the afternoon.It’s very real, it’s like this I’ve never met and I don’t even know if their personalities are as I described Is the wife called Serim Is the older child a son Is Rahim Chardoni the younger daughter Is it so cute and ignorant My family really lives as I write it.
Serim was busy in the kitchen, and at the same time urged the two naughty and lovely children to pay attention to personal hygiene and physical health. The husband, Eastwood, was in his racecourse with the horse I don’t know if it was called "Bran". gram" horses performing their respective retirement ceremonies.
I'm sure that's how they must have lived in my story.
I like to write and I am good at portraying characters.Freddie Eastwood, the kid who was first discovered in a YouTube video, has been completely portrayed so far.Whenever I successfully portray a character, I feel a sense of accomplishment.
So when I write about his retirement scene, I seem to be putting the last touch on one of my portraits.As if relieved, a substantial sense of accomplishment rose from the bottom of my heart.
This last stroke, I am sure I have finished the painting.
Thank you for your support and love for my Eastwood.All my sense of accomplishment comes from you.
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