Chapter 1 Cat

That crazy night has become a thing of the past, but the craze set off by Tony Donn is far from gone. Due to the live broadcast, the scene of Tony Donn appearing as a king was seen throughout the country. Whether they like him or hate him, they were very surprised by his doing so.

You should know that even a arrogant head coach like Mourinho did not accept the worship of tens of thousands of people so naturally in public. Wearing the cloak worn by the king and wearing a crown, he was almost holding a scepter... Looking at his expression, it seemed that all this was something he should enjoy.

After all, Britain is still a traditional country. Some people can't stand the rebelliousness in the football circle, but this time Tony Don't do it even more exaggeratedly.

Calling himself king? Who did he think he was!

Some media began to bombard such arrogant practices, and more and more people joined the army of criticism and fights.

"Tony Done simply declare independence."

"Did you want to ascend the throne after just winning the European Champions League twice? It's so boring."

"If a clown like him is considered a king, then what should Ferguson, Passley, Shankley, and Busby be called? God?"

"Nottingham Forest collectively got hit with the 'Tony Done virus'. It's not understandable that he was crazy alone. Now the entire club and the entire Nottingham Forest fans are following him crazy.

"Looking at his irritating face, he won't really think he is the king, right? Stop kidding, just a clown in our eyes!"

"God, who will save this poor man with a broken brain!"

"Something must be wrong in this world..."

"It's so lively." In the BBC's office building, John Motterson held a large number of newspapers and magazines to give a meeting ceremony to Tony Don. He pointed to the titles that cursed Don. He showed them to the other party, and the smile on his face clearly said "Schaotic".

Tang En grinned: "A group of poor people who have never seen the world..."

"Your column is silent, Tony. I don't think it fits your style." Motson threw the newspaper aside and chatted with Don Eun.

Now BBC-5 is preparing to go to Switzerland and Austria to report this European Cup. The floors are in a mess. Motson is just free now, so he jokes about Don Eun's "King's Gate" that everyone is hyping up recently.

"What do I have to say? It was just an exaggerated way to express emotions, but these idiots took it as real."

"If you explain clearly, it's okay..."

"No way." Tang En shook his head, "I won't compromise with those idiotic media. They want to listen to my soft words, but I won't say it, I'll be anxious to death!"

Motson saw Tang En's vivid expression and raised his head and laughed.

After laughing, he wiped his tears and said, "You are really a newsmaker, and you can go anywhere... No, you are simply 'news'!"

"Can I understand this as your praise for me? John." Don blinked.

"You're so thick-skinned, Tony."

"Faced with the sarcasm of these media all day long, I can't survive even if I'm a little weak-skinned." John Motterson said this, Tang En was very happy. His face was indeed very thick...

Motson nodded and agreed to Tang En's explanation. "But to be honest... when I saw this king's plan, I was also a little surprised. I thought to myself, if someone was pushed to the front desk and dressed up like this, it would be a bit difficult to deal with..."

"I didn't think so much. Everyone was very happy at that time. I thought this question was so disappointing."

"Hey, your personality... is so complicated." Mortson shook his head with a smile.

Don En felt that talking about this topic with Mortson that has been hyped up by the media was too boring. He asked, "Is there anything wrong with me?"

"This place? It's gone. I'll fly to Basel, Switzerland tomorrow to prepare to report the opening ceremony in four days." Motson told Donn about the plan.

Tang En nodded: "Then I'll go back to the hotel first."

"Good place." Motson sent Tangen to the elevator entrance. Then he suddenly remembered something. "Oh, by the way. There is something I want to tell you, it's a very interesting thing."

Tang En made a listening statement.

"Carl Spike, reporter of the Daily Telegraph."

Tang En is familiar with this name. He seems to be a senior journalist and often sees his name from the newspaper. But what does this person have to do with him?

"He decided to conduct a very rigorous social survey, with questionnaire and street interviews, and also to visit many famous and unfamous media people, critics, players, coaches and club chairmen in the football circle. A very huge plan. The topic of the survey was-" Looking at Donn, Motson laughed, "What do you think of Tony Donn"... Haha!"

He couldn't help laughing when he said this.

Tang En didn't laugh, he just shrugged: "Is it just to find out if I'm popular?"

"Spike thinks this is an interesting social phenomenon - a successful football coach who is notorious in the public media and has not received any recognition that matches his performance."

"He's complaining about me?"

"No, I'm just curious why this is happening."

With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened in front of the two of them.

"Curiosity can kill cats..." Tang En muttered and walked into the elevator. Motson waved to him outside: "Don't forget tomorrow's plane, you can go directly to the airport."

"I can't forget. If I hadn't been killed by these curiosities tonight..."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

When Tang En returned to the door of the hotel where he was temporarily staying, he was caught by two media outlets.

"You have been here for an afternoon because you found out that I live here?" Tang En asked at the two people in front of him.

He is very low-key when he comes to London, and there is no need to publicize where he lives everywhere. It is really...it's so annoying that reporters can come to him.

One man and one woman belong to two different media outlets. According to their self-introduction, they waited here for an afternoon. They wanted to ask Tony Tangen a few questions because they wanted to hear what Tangen reacted to the recent media.

What do you know how you have developed here in the afternoon... The two of them look very close, but they are not part of the same media, but they have such a performance, which makes Tang En full of fantasy.

"Yes, we have a lot of questions, Mr. Tony Tangen..." The male reporter couldn't wait to ask, but Tangen stopped him with gesture.

"I admire you for your professionalism, but my time is also time. So no matter how many questions you have, I can't answer you one by one, Mr. Reporter." He stood in front of the hotel elevator, pressed the button, and waited for the elevator on the 18th floor to come down. "Did you see? I have time before I get to the first floor." He pointed to the display screen above the elevator and smiled.

The man and the woman looked at each other and felt a little embarrassed.   It was finally blocked by Tony Tangen, how could it be that he would not ask as many questions as possible?  What about more words?

"Pick important questions." Tang En thought of a solution for them. The locals are still in the hall and there are people looking at this place. Tang En doesn't want to stand here and be watched like a monkey.

This time the female reporter stood up and coughed: "What do you think about throwing the silver medal at Grant's award ceremony? Mr. Tangen?"

"That's his freedom, I don't care. He's given the medal. He can do whatever he wants, and no one is qualified to say anything to him." This time, Donn stood on Grant's side.

"That..." Tang Endi's tone made the reporters feel very unfriendly, so he could only consider the words. "For the 'King's Gate'..."

This is the abbreviation of the media's appearance of King Tang En. Just like his "rape gate" at the beginning, Tang En felt that these reporters had not improved for several years and their naming was still so poor. He knew what the reporters were going to ask, so he answered first: "I have nothing to say. What I like to wear is my freedom to attend the celebration party, and no one else can control it. I don't need to hold a press conference to explain just because I was wearing something that few people wore. Will you go around to explain it to others because you wore a pair of hello_kitty underwear today?" Tang En asked at the male reporter, and the man couldn't help but glanced at the ground...

"Mercule, the lead singer of Queen, did this after the concert in London. Why didn't you see any uproar? You made a fuss and asked me what's going on... How did I know what's going on?" Tang En got angry when he said this.

Public figures are not so mean. People will be verbally irresponsible when wearing clothes... Stay wherever you are cool!

"Ah!" The female reporter saw that the number above had jumped to four, screamed, and quickly threw out another question. "Carl Spike plans to conduct a survey on whether you are popular, and plans to compile the results of the survey into a book to publish. He said that if it is successfully published, he will send you a copy with his signature. What do you think..."

"Ding" the elevator door opened beside Tang En, and the passengers inside saw two reporters holding recorders and small notebooks. They were a little surprised. However, when they saw clearly who the person in the interview was, they all understood.

There is nothing they have to do here, being with Tony Tangen means trouble. It is better to stay away from it... They all walked away from the side quickly.

Tang En had already stepped into the elevator with one leg. He turned around and said to the two reporters with a stern face: "I feel very bored."

After saying that, he flashed into the elevator and the door closed between him and the reporter.

Staying in the empty elevator, Tang En breathed a little. But he still didn't dare to relax completely. He knew that there were surveillance cameras in the elevator. Now he is a celebrity in the country. It is not ruled out that someone would use private videos in the elevator to make money. A true celebrity has no space for his own, and all the people are under the surveillance of the media. This kind of life is so tiring...

He leaned against the wall weakly, wanting to take a break. But in just one second he realized, left the wall, stood in the elevator with his back straightened. He didn't want anyone to see his powerless side, even a second breathing would not work.

Looking up at the camera on the ceiling of the elevator, surrounded by cold steel walls, Tang En felt like a cat locked in a sealed cage. The oxygen was getting less and less, and maybe one day he would not die of sleep, and he would be suffocated to death.

That was ridiculous… The King of Nottingham Forest was actually a cat that was suffocated to death? Donn grinned at the camera.

When Donn, who followed Motson and other BBC-5 platform staff to Switzerland on a plane, his best partner, Don, had been there for almost a week.

In this European Cup, Nottingham Forest sent all the Earth Scouts, half of whom were responsible for tracking the performance of the Forest’s existing players in the national team and ensuring their status to prepare for the new season. The other half were observing players who were not in the Forest but had the potential to perform well, and those who were young or not were within the scope of the investigation.

The people responsible for all this work are Don and Chris Lack. Don led the group of scouts who observed the new players, while Chris Lack led the team that followed the Forest players. The two of them had a clear division of labor, and finally all the information would be summarized and handed over to Tony Don. He would make the decision, who could buy and who would continue to investigate...

After the European Cup, these scouts still couldn't rest. They wanted to go to China to continue to inspect Olympic games and discover younger and more potential talented players. This time, the goal is mainly to countries outside Europe.

After all the players' information is released, it will be deposited into the world player database specially created by Si Company for the Forest team, which can be easily retried when needed. Tang En is very ambitious and starts slowly collecting young geniuses from all over the world from now on. In this way, five, ten, fifteen, and twenty years later, Nottingham Forest will have the capital to gain a foothold in this cruel world: an excellent direct unit with a certain loyalty to the team. In this way, the glory of Nottingham Forest will never become a meteor in two seasons, nor a comet that will only once once in decades, but a star like the sun - always there, always shine and heat for five billion years.

For everyone in Nottingham Forest, busyness will be the only theme this summer, and everyone is very busy.
Chapter completed!