Tang En was woken up, and he hadn't enjoyed this treatment for a long time.

In the sweet dream, in the warm quilt, someone suddenly lifted the quilt and shouted in his ear: "Get up!"

He opened his sleepy eyes and saw clearly that the person standing by the bed was Shania, and his sleepiness was gone - he only wore a pair of underwear when he was sleeping.

"Hey!" He sat up suddenly and pulled the quilt to cover his body.

Shania smiled happily next to her: "Uncle Tony's figure is good. Do you want me to introduce you to a model?"

Tang En glared at her fiercely: "Why are you here? I remember you were not here last night..."

"I came here in the morning and I will make breakfast for you. I'm moved!" Xianya shook her hand, and Tang En saw her holding a wooden shovel.

"You can do it?" To be honest, Tang En had never seen Shaniya go to the kitchen. He was deeply suspicious of this girl living in a wealthy family who could do housework.

"Don't you know if you try it?" The curtains were blown away by a gust of wind, and the sun shone in, and the face was on Shania's face.

Tang En was even more scared.

He reached out to get his pants and muttered, "Let's go out to eat together..." He looked up and saw that Shania had no intention of leaving. He pointed to the pants in his hand, "Are you going to watch me dress all over here?"

Shania curled her lips and ran out.

Tang En jumped out of bed, put on only a pair of underwear, stood by the window, looking at the sunny morning outside. He felt that all this was wonderful.

Xianya became her tenant for no reason and lived under the same roof as herself. Most of the time, she and herself were the only ones in the house...

He smiled bitterly and shook his head. He began to wear clothes.

After washing up in the bathroom upstairs, Tang En walked downstairs and saw that two pairs of tableware had been placed on the table in the restaurant, bacon and fried eggs were placed on the plate, juice in the cup, and an apple.

It looks quite like that.

but!

Just like mushrooms, the more vibrant the appearance, the more toxic it is.

Shania was already sitting opposite her and looking at herself with a smile.

He really wanted to suggest going out for breakfast together. Go shopping by the way, don’t all girls like shopping?

But seeing the smile on Shania's face, he swallowed the words.

Sitting at the dining table, Tang En was still hesitating. Shania had already leaned over and cut the bacon, applied peanut butter, then pushed it in front of him, and smiled and said, "Eat it. Uncle Tang En!"

"Uh, Shania... Actually, you can wait for Uncle Tony to cook for you, so there is no need to be so troublesome... Let you make breakfast for me..." Tang En was making the final dying struggle.

"It's different. I want to make breakfast for Uncle Tony with my own hands." Shania said with her chin on her hands, tilted her head to look at Tang En.

Tang En sighed, and put a piece of bacon into his mouth. Isn’t it just a little bit unpalatable! I’m trying my best!

He miscalculated, it was not a bit unpalatable, it was very unpalatable. It can be seen that Xianya lived in a family environment since she was a child. She must have never been involved in these housework.

He really had the urge to spit out these things that were previously called "food". But when he looked up and saw Shania's expression full of expectation and heard her eagerly ask, "How is it, how is it?", he changed his mind again.

He didn't dare to continue chewing, and swallowed these things directly with difficulty. Tang En replied to Shania with a smile: "It's not bad!"

Next, he forced himself to keep the chopped rice from the breakfast.

This was the first day after the league, and the team was on vacation. Tang En was able to sleep in a good night's sleep. But he didn't expect to have such a meal. Looking at Xianya's back humming a song and tidying up the tableware, Tang En was really mute and ate coptis chinensis - he couldn't say anything about his suffering.

After breakfast and cleaning up the kitchen, there was a knock on the door.

Tang En was planning to open the door by himself, but Shania was already jumping and running away.

Standing outside, Tang looked at Shaniya, who opened the door for him in surprise.

"Good morning, Tang!" Shania, in a good mood, greeted her warmly.

"Ah, ah...good morning, Shaniya." Tang walked in. He saw Tang En standing in the living room smiling bitterly at him.

He deeply understands.

"The video of yesterday's competition with Wigan Athletics. I've sorted it out." He raised the videotape in his hand.

"Put it on the table." In this case, it is obvious that you can't study the game video.

After Tang put down the videotape, he was about to say goodbye. Tang En really wanted to keep him, but he was firm: "I suddenly thought that there was something else, so I'll leave first. Goodbye, Xianya."

Shania waved to him: "Goodbye, Don."

After the door was closed by Tang, only Tang En and Xianya were left in the house.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

Tang En picked up the videotape on the table and started playing with it. He was thinking about what to say next and what to do.

"Uh, Shania, where do you want to go?"

"Is there anything fun in Nottingham?"

"Those castles, where Robin Hoods fought..."

"Nothing interesting." Xianya curled her lips.

"Uh." Tang En also knew that these things were really meaningless. He and Xianya were not people who liked to travel around and lamented the beauty of the country.

"I don't go anywhere." Shania shook her head, "I'm not here to Nottingham for a trip. I'm here to see Uncle Tony, where else are you going?"

Tang En was stunned by what Shania said.

I went to a strange city to visit an old friend whom I hadn't seen for many years. The old friend enthusiastically arranged his friend's itinerary, today to a certain scenic spot, tomorrow to a certain landscape, the day after tomorrow to a certain commercial street... But the person who came shook his head and refused and said to the old friend: "I am here to see you, not those landscapes."

”

Thinking of this, Tang En smiled: "Ha, my life is very boring..."

"I don't care." Shania sat down on the sofa. "You can do whatever you want, don't care about me. I'm here, that's fine." After saying that, Shania opened a magazine and started reading it.

Tang En looked at the little girl and said nothing.

He knew that such days would be long in the future. Obviously, Shania regarded this place as a long-term residence base.

OK OK OK. If she likes it, just follow her.

Tang En was somewhat worried about letting Shaniya live in his home. Although there were no reporters ambushing around his house, who could guarantee that a reporter would not see a world-class model entering and leaving the head coach of Nottingham Forest when he passed by?

Fortunately, everything has been peaceful these days. Xianya has also made sufficient preparations and has not allowed the media to discover any flaws.

It was just that Tang looked at Tang En with a little wrong look, so Tang En was too lazy to care about what Tang was thinking - it was not a good thing anyway.

In addition to the addition of a pretty tenant at home, Tang Endi lives and works well. He leads the team to train, prepares for competitions, and occasionally deals with the media. Of course, he will be a little nervous when facing the media now.

I was afraid that the omnipotent paparazzi would suddenly ask him why Shania had such a problem at his home.

In fact, Tang En was too concerned.

Shania is very busy at work. She doesn’t have much time to stay in Nottingham for a week, and she doesn’t have much time to stay at Don En’s house. Most of the time she needs to be in London.

In Paris, in Milan, in Madrid...even working in the United States.

If she is not in Nottingham, then Tang En can receive text messages from Shania every day. Every time she goes, she will take many photos of her wherever she is, and send them to Tang En using MMS.

Thanks to modern and developed technology and communication methods, even if two people are thousands of miles apart, they can chat like face to face.

Of course. These are small adjustments in life, but work is more important. Xianya is working hard, and Tang En is also working hard.

After defeating Barcelona away, Forests shook hands with Wigan Athletics 2:2 away in the 28th round of the league, and defeated Newcastle with another away goal on March 3.

The results of one draw and one victory place are pretty good.

Then there was the Champions League quarterfinals again, this time it was Nottingham Forest's turn to home, and their opponent was Barcelona.

He scored two away goals. He also defeated Barcelona at Camp Nou. Nottingham Forest is in high morale, and Barcelona's trip to England is in great danger.

Before the game, there was a press conference where both head coaches attended. It was very brief, just to announce the matter about the teams preparing for this game. The media also hyped the results of the last game, and basically there was nothing to pay attention to. The real good show was after the game ended.

In an interview, Don En highly praised Barcelona, ​​believing that they are outstanding in strength and gorgeous in playing, and are representatives of artistic football in the world today. He said that this is Barcelona's tradition. He respects the Barcelona club that has always adhered to this tradition.

Because in the increasingly utilitarian professional football, it is too difficult to stick to the art football method, and the price is probably that there is no championship for several consecutive years...

These words surprised the media and Rijkaard.

Tony Tangen was kidnapped by aliens? Why did he suddenly become sexually altered?

Rijkald's consideration of the problem is deeper. He suspected that this was a smoke bomb released by Don En, deliberately praising his opponent and letting his opponent relax his guard.

He knew that Tang En was a very cunning person. The more he praised his team like this, the more he had to be cautious.

Just when Rijcard was secretly guarding against Donne, Donne on the side had already praised Barcelona. Next he said to the media: "Look, Barcelona is so great, just like those nobles who have been hereditary for generations, noble and gorgeous, and every day they talk about art and literature.

They are dressed well and have many honors that cannot be counted by others. Does anyone object to my metaphor?”

No one shook his head, and no one spoke out for doubt. Tang En's metaphor is indeed quite compatible. Compared with most "civilian" teams, what else can the wealthy Barcelona be if they are not "nobles"?

Donn was very happy with everyone's reaction. He turned his head and looked at Jicard, still confused, and smiled and said, "Where is our Nottingham Forest... it is much colder than Barcelona. We are not nobles, we are just a group of Robin Hoods.

”

As soon as this was said, the people who responded quickly among the reporters immediately laughed. At first, everyone was still guessing why Tang En deliberately complimented Barcelona. Could it be that he was deliberately showing weakness and making the other party lower his vigilance? Now the answer has been revealed.

What does Robin Hood do? It's just a matter of working against the nobles.

How could Tang En show weakness? This is clearly a naked provocation and threat.
To be continued...