Chapter 58 The Gypsy (Part 2)

Done scratched his hair: "Did we get to the refugee area in the early 1990s?"

Moore pointed to the yellow wagon and introduced: "Modern caravan, a lifestyle without a fixed place. Mr. Donn, the Freddy Eastwood you are looking for is such a gypsy."

"This... sounds like a fantasy novel." Tang En laughed dryly. "Can he tell divination? The glittering magic crystal ball, the mysterious hut with half-closed door curtain..."

Moore shook his head: "He won't. But..."

"but?"

"It is said that his wife will-she is also a gypsy."

Looking at all this in front of him, Tang En no longer knew what to say. He came to find the demon in the game, not a gypsy who lived in a caravan with his wife and lived a life away from mainstream society...

The white curtains in the third-place car window on the opposite side shaking. Moore reminded Tang En, who had not yet come to his senses: "It seems that the sound of our conversation awakened the owner here, Mr. Tang En."

"Ah? What..."

Tang En's question was interrupted by the "creaking" sound of the door opening.

A girl wearing pink pajamas, black fur coat on the outside, and messy hair - Tang En couldn't say that the woman who appeared in front of him was a woman because she looked too young - poked her head out of the car.

"Two gentlemen, are you here to buy a car?" The girl's voice was very crisp, like a bird singing in the morning.

"Buy a car?" Tang En thought he had heard it wrong.

Moore's slow and low voice rang in his ears in time: "He is now joining a local amateur team. When he doesn't train or play, he will help his father sell used cars."

Donn glanced at Moore: "Mr. Moore, do you know any other information about him? Can you tell me together?"

As soon as Moore was about to open his mouth, the girl jumped out of the car. She stood barefoot on the grass in the morning of early winter. She looked at the two visitors curiously. "It seems that you are not here to buy cars, nor do you seem to be here to divine. Are you the ones sent by Old Man Boris?"

"Who is Boris?" Tang En didn't understand. He felt that he really shouldn't go out today. What's the matter!

"Local councillor." Moore explained again, "he repeatedly condemned his behavior of putting his home on the community green belt in public for illegality, and called on relevant departments to investigate the matter."

"Thank you for your commentary, Mr. Moore." Tang En nodded. He was completely out of temper.

"You're welcome. Mr. Tang En."

"But... I don't think you are very similar to government people." When Tang En talked with Moore, the girl was also observing them. "So, what are you here to do?" She took out a deck of playing cards from somewhere and put them in her hand and tossed and played with them. Tang En was attracted by her excellent card-playing skills.

Who are the people in this family?

At this time, he heard a "puff" sound coming from behind him, and then a loud male voice suddenly rang out: "Hey, Serim! Are the guests here? Are they here to buy a car or ask you to divine? Is the child awake? Have you breastfeeded him? Oh. Go back quickly, you are not wearing shoes yet!"

The sudden sound was like a machine gun, with a very fast speech, and his pronunciation was not clear, and he said.                                                                

He and Moore turned their heads and looked back. A man appeared above the bushes. "Oh my God, he is so tall!" Tang En sighed. Although the bushes are not tall poplar trees. But there is also one person higher. This man looks taller than the bushes. Could it be the second Yang Kohler? No, he remembers that this person in the game is not tall...

"Mr. Done, in fact..." Moore corrected Done's statement, "He can't be so tall. You look like he's tall because..."

Eastwood looked at the two strange men in front of him. He shook his head curiously, and then walked out from behind the bushes.

“…because he rides a horse.”

Seeing Eastwood "walking" out, Donn only heard the sound of something breaking in his mind.

Moore was right, the man was riding on a black horse's back! The horse kept swaying its tail and sniffing.

"God... have I arrived in the Middle Ages?" Tang En whined. He may never forget what he saw today - Tang En's medieval fantasy journey!

The Gipsy couple looked at the man who was grabbing his hair strangely, not knowing what he was doing.   At this time, the cry of a baby sounded in the station wagon, and the woman ran back quickly.   The man jumped down. He led the horse behind the woods and tied it to the tree.   After doing all this, he walked back to the station wagon.   Sit down on the chair at the door and looked at the two people.

Tang En finally recovered from his madness. He walked up, coughed, and introduced himself: "Hello, Freddy. I am...uh, I am..." He got stuck. What is his identity?

"It doesn't matter who you are, sir." Eastwood sat carelessly in the chair, shaking his head, "What matters is the purpose of your coming here."

"Freddy, do you want to play professional football?" Don Eun made the right point.

This sentence attracted Eastwood's attention. He stared at Donne tightly. After a long time, he suddenly patted his thigh, stood up from the chair, pointed at Donne and shouted: "I remember it! You are the one from Nottingham Forest...!"

Tang En nodded: "As you think, I am that one." This title is so good, saving everyone a lot of trouble.

Eastwood snorted: "Who's fault for me being kicked out by West Ham? Are you embarrassed to come to me and plan to let me play for you?"

After hearing the other party say this, Tang En touched his nose awkwardly. Wood did something unauthorized, but if it weren't for that foul, how could he find out where Wood was best? If the man in front of him hadn't been injured that time, he might not have fallen to the point of playing football in an amateur team, but if this was not the case, how could they have such a face-to-face opportunity today?

Cause and effect...

When Don Ng saw him, he was sure that this person was the very awesome Freddy Eastwood in his memory, with a slender figure, white face, and brown hair, which was exactly in line with the face he remembered. In the 2006-07 season, this person took a direct free kick to help the team he played for eliminate the powerful Manchester United.

Now the only thing Done is worried about is: he doesn't know what the reason for this person being abandoned by West Ham United in his memory. Is West Ham thinking he has no potential or is it because of injury? Did George Wood's foul on him affect his future ability? Is Eastwood still the Eastwood who beat Manchester United now standing in front of Done?

Eastwood was still complaining endlessly, and his wife, who appeared behind him with her child in her arms, coughed: "Don't make excuses for yourself, Freddy. Haven't you always wanted to play professional football? Now the opportunity is here."

Eastwood was immediately lost.

The woman then smiled at Tang En: "I'm sorry, sir. The injury hit Freddy too hard..."

Tang En nodded apologetically: "He has every reason to do this. For that matter, I should be sorry for me."

Eastwood's wife continued: "After Freddy's legs were well, she wanted to give up football for a while. She focused on helping her father manage the taxi business. I advised him to try his luck at other clubs, and he went to Charlton..."

While his wife was telling these past events, Eastwood sat in a chair, looking up at the sky, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"But Charlton's people heard that Freddy had just broken his leg a few months ago.                                                   �

These were all caused by Wood. Although they had little to do with Donn, he still took the responsibility: "I'm sorry, madam... so we'll come to him now. I hope to help him make up for this regret." After saying that, he looked at Eastwood and quietly waited for the other party to answer.

"Freddy!" The wife raised her voice and called her husband's name.

He finally lowered his head and looked at Tang En and snorted: "We Gypsies pay attention to fair trade in business. Since you came to me specifically from Nottingham to find me, it reflects your sincerity. Then I also want to show my ability, otherwise you will definitely be worried about whether I can play football after my right leg breaks."

Tang En smiled: "No. I'm not worried..."

"In the afternoon, entertainment court, watch my game!"

This is a game in the southern region of the amateur league. It is said that it is an entertainment stadium. In fact, it is an ordinary football stadium with only a small stand composed of steel frames. Donne once lamented outside the Bernabeu Stadium that the Forest's home stadium is like the playground of a middle school compared to Real Madrid's home stadium, but now the "entertainment stadium" in front of him is the perfect "middle school playground".

Almost everyone stood around the side of the court to watch the football, there was no billboard that could circle the football field. There was no TV broadcast. There was no large number of journalists, no locker room... nothing.

Looking at such a game environment, Donne felt sorry for Eastwood. At the same time, his apology became deeper.

"Stimson is a good guy. When I didn't play, I asked me to come to Grace Athletics. Although it was an amateur game, I was able to maintain my condition and feel. I think he would be very happy to see me playing in a professional game again. In order to repay him, I will score a lot of goals in this game." Eastwood said to Don before the game, as if scoring goals was a very simple thing for him. If you want to score a lot, you can score a lot of goals.

Now he is standing in the middle of the court, preparing to kick off.

"What do you think, Mr. Moore?" Don asked his thoughts about the former chief scout of the Forest Club.

"I haven't seen his game, Mr. Done." Moore answered honestly, "but the cheers around the court, calling his name should explain some issues."

Tang En smiled and said, "I think so too."

The game lasted fifty minutes, and Don Eun could no longer suppress his excitement. He really saw that Freddy Eastwood, who was exactly the same as in FM! The genius who shot eighteen as soon as he opened the gear, passed seventeen, penalty kicked nineteen, skill eighteen, dribbled seventeen, long shot sixteen, talent eighteen, explosive power seventeen, balance seventeen, speed fifteen!

The audience around the entertainment stadium shouted Eastwood's name loudly and regarded him as a god!

In the fifty minutes, he had scored six goals! Penalties, free kicks, long shots, grab points in front of the goal, and cross the goalkeeper to shoot! He showed almost all the shooting methods, as if showing his shooting ability to Don En.

Don said to Moore next to him in a cheering voice: "What do you think now, Mr. Moore?"

"As you said, Mr. Tang En. He is a genius." Moore's face finally changed a little, and he replied with a smile. Obviously, the performance of this gypsy striker also conquered the picky old scout.

"He is only twenty years old!" Donn applauded Eastwood with the people around him, "He should not belong to such a simple stadium, nor to a game without television broadcasts and reporters' interviews! Be sure to sign him, he will become a sharp knife on the Forest's forward!"

"I agree, but I always have a problem, Mr. Tang En."

"Um?"

"Signing new players seems to be the job of the first team head coach."

Tang En turned his head to look at the old scout standing beside him, "You can see me as the future head coach of the Forest first team." He saw a flash of light in the old man's deep eyes. "Mr. Moore, are you planning to reconsider your decision to retire?"

"No, Mr. Tang En, I will not take back my decision."

After hearing Moore say this, Tang En was a little disappointed, but it still couldn't... This old man is really stubborn!

"But...you can ask me for help in your private capacity like this time, Mr. Tang En." Old Moore was still expressionless, but Tang En seemed to see an old man smiling at him.

Cheers rang around him again, and Eastwood scored another goal.
Chapter completed!