Seeing his embarrassing look, Chris Lack laughed: "Where do you have the style of a European champion coach like this?"

"I haven't woken up...yawned-" Tang En yawned. He stretched his waist and then sat up again. He moved his neck and shoulders, which were a little sore because he maintained a sleeping position. "I had a dream."

He looked at this old partner who had been with him for ten years. The lights in the car had gone out, but his eyes were shining in the dark, as if reflecting the lights at the door of the hotel outside.

"Are you a beautiful dream?" Chris Lack asked as Tangen's words.

"Beautiful dream." Tang En nodded with certainty and stood up and left the seat. "A rare dream." He lifted his feet and got out of the car.

There were still many reporters and hardcore fans of the Forest team at the entrance of the hotel. Seeing Tang En walk down, there was a commotion, which made the security guards and police officers responsible for maintaining order feel like they were facing a great enemy.

Fatty John and his group were inside. When they saw Done, they shouted loudly: "Tony! Hey, Tony!"

Tang En waved to them when he heard the shout.

"Thank you, Tony! Thank you!" The group of people seemed to have drunk a lot of wine and looked very excited. They kept shouting "Thank you" to Tang En, obviously thanking him for letting the Forest team win the Triple Crown even in Clauve's era.

The thin Bill drank the most, from his forehead to his neck, and when he saw Tang En, he wanted to break through the isolation belt between the security guard and the police. Unfortunately, the person who drank too much had no strength and was unstable, so he was pushed back by the police. During the push, he was still vaguely shouting: "Tony... Hiccup! Tony, next year... next year... next year... win three championships, champion... Hiccup!"

Tang En waved to him: "It must."

Then he walked into the hotel lobby. The security guards and policemen were relieved and retreated into the door, using the help of the local area to block the crazy fans and reporters outside.

The players did not wait for the head, but dispersed in groups of three or three. They had their own ways of entertainment, which had nothing to do with the head coach. Don Eun didn't want to join in the fun. He and Chris Lack walked straight into the elevator and went to the floor where his room was.

As soon as they got out of the elevator, the two saw Evan Dogerty and Alan Adams standing outside.

Evan smiled and greeted Chris Lack first, then turned to Donn: "Tony, we've been waiting for you for a long time."

Although Chris Lack is careless, he is not a fool. He knows that Mr. Chairman must have something to do with Tang En. So he found an excuse and left first.

Chris Lark left tactfully, while Don continued to stand in the elevator.

Evan looked at him and smiled again: "If you don't come out, you have to go back to the first floor."

Tang En touched his nose and lowered his head to walk out. He was reluctant to sit back to the first floor. Although that thought had been circling in his heart for a whole year, when he was serious about to say it, he was still in a complicated mood and hesitant.

Tonight is Champions Night, and in Nottingham, it is also a sleepless night for more than half of the people.

Those players who have worked hard for a season will also enjoy themselves and indulge in such a night. This is a carnival night.

As for the reporters who rushed back from the stadium and the hotel, this night was destined to be a busy night.
Chapter completed!