245 Newcastle and Shania Part 2 (1/2)

Chapter 245: Newcastle and Shania Part 2

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Twain was just looking around when he suddenly saw a familiar person. The discovery greatly surprised him, so he left Kerslake and strode towards them.

When this other person saw Twain walking towards her, she was delighted. She bounced and waved enthusiastically at Twain.

”Uncle Tony, Uncle Tony!” This voice that was calling his name belonged to none other than Shania.

”Shania, why are you here?” Using ”astonishment” to describe his mood at this time was not quite accurate. It was more appropriate to use ”pleasantly surprised.”

Wearing a green coat, Shania stood on the edge of the crowd with her long brown hair in a smooth ponytail that swung along with her bouncy movements. Seeing Twain, she smiled radiantly.

”Can't I come?” Shania stopped jumping, leaned towards Twain across the metal railing, and smiled.

”Aren't you supposed to be in class?”

”It's okay to skip a class once in a while...” Shania pouted. ”If I don't skip class, I won't be able to see you!”

”Well, if you want to see me, we can just video-chat online.”

”No! How can online compare with talking in person?” said Shania, frowning. She seemed to realize something. ”You don't look well.”

”Well, it's a cloudy day and there's not enough light in this weather, so I don't look good.” Twain scratched his head.

They were both happily talking there when, all of a sudden, there was the sound of a cough beside them. Twain discovered that there was a guy standing beside Shania who was about Shania's height, but who was clearly older than Shania.

Shania stuck her tongue out. She had forgotten, too.

”Uncle Tony, this is my cousin, Tom.” Shania pointed at the guy and introduced him to Twain, then turned to the guy and said, ”This is Uncle Tony; I've mentioned him to you before. I didn't lie to you.”

The reason that Twain had ignored the guy at first was that he wore a Newcastle United home jersey. He had thought that he was a just Newcastle United fan who had come over to join in the fun. He did not expect him to be Shania's cousin.

Wait a minute! Cousin? A cousin who's living under the same roof?

Twain looked at Shania, looked at the guy, and reached out his hand. ”Hi, I'm Tony Twain. Very nice to meet you.”

”Hello, I'm Tom Sawyer, Judy's cousin. Nice to meet you too.” The two men shared a brief handshake.

Judy...why is he calling her so intimately? Tang En thought, and then turned to Shania and said, ”Shania, are you free this evening? I'd like to take you to dinner.”

”Okay, sure...” Shania said happily before she suddenly frowned. ”Oh, in the evening, my aunt...”

She did not need to finish her sentence; Tang En could already roughly guess the situation. Ah, it appears that Shania's immediate family aren't the only ones who instill a strict upbringing. Even her relatives are the same...

Are we going to miss this great opportunity? It's not easy to meet with her, and we can't even have a meal together? Tang En was a little disappointed.

While both of them were feeling awkward, Tom, who stood next to him, spoke. ”I can call my mom and tell her that I'm going to eat with Judy this evening. It should be okay.”

Shania was very happy and turned back to looked at her cousin. ”Really?”

”Of course.” Tom only smiled when he faced Shania.

Tang En secretly rolled his eyes. Now he had to take one more person out for dinner. It was not that he was reluctant to part with the money; it did not cost that much to treat one more person to dinner. It was just uncomfortable to talk with an unfamiliar person around. But did he have a choice?

”That's a good idea,” Twain said casually.

Then Tom went and looked for a quiet spot to call his mother. Shania nagged at Twain, pointing to Twain's face and saying that he did not take care of his health. Twain did not deny it; he just bowed his head to admit his failure.

Tom Sawyer soon returned. He smiled at Shania and nodded, saying, ”I took care of things with my mom.”

”That's great!” Shania clapped her hands.

Twain turned around and looked at the players, most of whom had already finished signing autographs and had returned to the bus. They were now going back to the hotel to rest. So he said to Shania, ”You guys wait for me.”

He then turned and walked towards David Kerslake, who was standing at the bus door. The latter was smiling and looking at him, and he also saw the players smiling at him too when he glanced at the bus.

”Uh… David, I'm not going back with you guys. I...”

”We know, Tony,” said David. There was a burst of laughter in the bus behind him. ”Have fun.”

Twain scratched his nose. What was this group of people thinking? But he did not have time to correct them. He knew a saying that went, ”to explain is to cover up.” Let them think what they want. I haven't done anything wrong!

”Well, okay... Oh, yes, give me the game tickets, please.” Even though it was an away game, the team would still receive some tickets. Naturally, the number of tickets was not as high as that of a home game, but they were still enough for a gift.

Kerslake took out a stack of tickets. ”One or two?”

Twain extended two fingers. ”Just two.”

”That Newcastle United kid should have a ticket, right?”