"Okay, then you were recruited by the Chinese team. You can play 75% of the international A-level competition in two years. In addition, the Chinese team must be ranked before the 75th place in the world... Well, I think with the strength of the Chinese team, this is the most unlikely one. In addition, I feel that it is a pity for you to play football for the Chinese team..." Tang En frowned and said seriously. "You should think carefully about the two methods I mentioned before, find a British woman to marry, or change your nationality directly."

Chen Jian continued to shake his head: "Mr. Tang En, I really thank you for your respect for me so much. Don't say whether my strength is enough to advance to the national team. No matter how weak the Chinese team is, I will not refuse if they want to recruit me. It is even more impossible to change nationality, Mr. Tang En. You may not understand how strong the Chinese people feel... I can't explain why to you, anyway, I will never do this. I just give up being a Chinese citizen for the sake of playing football... I can't do it."

Chen Jian suddenly felt that the contract text in his hand was so heavy, as if it was a thousand pounds. He had already made the worst plan in his mind - to give up the opportunity to sign a contract with Nottingham Forest, leave the UK and return to China. Or. Find a country that does not require a labor certificate to play football.

Don En shrugged: "I really can't understand. Isn't your dream to be a real professional player? So now the opportunity is in front of you, what else can you hesitate about? I think it's normal to change nationality. Look at those professional stars, where do you often have multiple nationalities? Didn't Brazilian star Elton give up his Brazilian nationality and join Qatar in order to participate in the World Cup?"

Chen Jian frowned and explained to the British coach: "That's different, Mr. Tang En. Chinese people are different from everyone else in the world. Why does Chinatown exist everywhere? If I were born in the UK, I might not have such an idea, but I was born in China and raised in China..." He became more and more anxious as he spoke, as if he didn't know how to explain it to the head coach. He bit his lip and held it in for a long time. "Dreams are dreams, Mr. Tang En. I

My dream is to make your hobby a job, but whether it is a dream or a job, it is impossible for me to live the word "motherland". Isn't "motherland" in your English? How can I not recognize my mother for money? China emphasizes filial piety for all virtues, and no matter what filial piety is, it must be put first. If I don't recognize my mother just for football, then am I still a human being?"

Chen Jian became more and more excited as he explained. In the end, he simply wanted to return the contract in his hand to Tang En.

"If I had to change my nationality to play football for Nottingham Forest, I would rather give up this opportunity, Mr. Don."

Don Eun didn’t pick him up, and Chris Lack didn’t pick him up, but the two laughed. “What am I saying, David? Don’t underestimate the stubbornness and stubbornness of the Chinese. Haha!”

Then he looked at Chen Jian who was stunned and completely confused, "Don't worry. No one here will force you to do things you don't want to do. It's your own business to choose the nationality of the country, and no decision you make will not affect the legal effect of this contract. We will still sign the contract for you."

"Then..." Chen Jian was still a little confused.

"Just a joke."

Chen Jian's face became very serious: "But I don't think this joke is fun. Mr. Coach."

Tang En was also a little embarrassed, and he scratched his head, "Okay, I apologize to you and apologize solemnly to you. Of course, I understand the feelings behind every word you say, I'm not kidding. You know, I'm also a British guy with a lot of connection with China."

After being disturbed by this matter, Chen Jian's joy of signing a contract disappeared. He looked at the contract in his hand and suddenly thought more about his future, and was no longer excited with passion and blood rising up.

Yes, even if I sign, I can't guarantee that I can succeed. This is just the first step in the Long March. If I can't play for the Forest Team, where should I go in four years? Can I continue to play professional football? If I can, where would I be?

Labor certificate, Chinese team, nationality... These questions lingered in his mind and could not be removed.

Tang En seemed to see through his thoughts, and he put his hand on Chen Jian's shoulder: "Don't think about things that are so far away. You just need to play football well, if you really have the ability to play for the Forest Team. We will appeal to you for a labor certificate. So the labor certificate is not a problem at all, the problem is your ability. Do you know?"

This sentence made Chen Jian suddenly understand. Yes, even if I really can't get a labor certificate, as long as I have enough strength, it's not the same where to play? Anyway, my dream is not to play for Nottingham Forest...

Chen Jian finally signed his Chinese name on this professional contract.

Tang En took the contract, looked at the name "Chen Jian", and then smiled and said, "The name is well written."

He handed the contract to Chris Lack and turned to Chen Jian: "I heard that your mother is here?"

Chen Jian remembered this time why he first went to Coach Greenwood: "Yes, but I will return to China tomorrow. I was going to ask Coach Greenwood for leave to send her..."

"Well, just ask me for it. I'm sure, you can go and send it to your mother tomorrow. After sending her, pack your things, and you are going to be ready to leave the UK."

This news made Chen Jian unexpectedly drive people away as soon as he signed the contract?

"You are thinking about it again? Why do you like to think about it so much? Greenwood said you are a smart player, don't use your wisdom on it, it's a waste! Without a labor certificate, you can't even participate in the reserve team game, so what are you left here to do? Can training be improved by just getting better? Of course you have to go to the game! So, you have been loaned to Warrendam, the Dutch second-tier team, go there and receive exercise!"

Chen Jian didn't expect to play in the official league so soon. Although he was only a Dutch second, he was not picky about food. After three years of holding on, he felt that it would be great to have a game for himself to play. Why would he still make a request?

"You need to adapt to the language. But I still hope you perform well. From my perspective, I don't want the players who go out in Nottingham Forest to be laughed at. From your perspective, you are playing well for yourself."

Chen Jian nodded vigorously: "I promise to kick it well!"

Tang En smiled again when he looked at him. He thought of the Young Pioneers who swore to join the team...

"It's useless on your mouth. If you don't type it out, this is the last contract." Donn pointed at the contract in Chris Lack's hand. Then he paused a little, changed his tone, and changed his language.

"Chen Jian."

"Ah?" Unexpectedly, Tang En would suddenly speak Sichuan dialect. This was beyond Chen Jian's expectations and scared him.

"You are a half-way player, what do you lack? Do you know? It's time. No matter how hard you train, you can't make up for this. Three years..." Tang En raised three fingers, "It's really too short. But there's no way. No matter where you play football, you always remember one thing - you not only have talent, but also time. Compared with all other professional players in the world, you are the only one who has no way out. You don't have the right to make mistakes, and you don't have the right to complain. It's already a great luck to have the opportunity to stand here. So now, and even in the future. You have no choice but to kill all the way. Do you know?"

Chen Jian nodded: "I know."

Tang En smiled. He changed back to English: "Don't think about anything, don't worry about anything, move forward all the way. "All the way forward..." Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly became a little blurred, his voice became weaker, and he turned into a murmur.

From time to today, hasn’t he also moved forward all the way forward? And in the future, he will still move forward all the way forward. Destiny chose him, he had no choice, and he had no way out.

"All the way forward!" Tang Endi's voice returned to normal, and his eyes became clear again. He looked at Chen Jian. "The initial dream will come one day. Boy, don't lose the face of the identity you just insisted on."

Chen Jian solemnly bowed to Tang En.

One day later, Chen Jian bid farewell to his mother at Heathrow Airport and told her that she was about to go to the Netherlands to play football. His mother also encouraged him to play well.

Two days later, Chen Jian packed his bags and flew to the Netherlands alone. No media attention, no fans welcomed him. He started his journey to pursue his original dream in a completely unfamiliar place.

Meanwhile, Don started his dream journey at Meade Lane Stadium on the north bank of the Trent River. As the new head coach of Nordsshire, he appeared in front of the news media for the first time, showing a slightly shy smile.

Tony Donn led the Nottingham Forest fleet, which was deeply imprinted by his mark, and sailed towards a new tomorrow.
Chapter completed!