The next afternoon, Tang En and Kerslake met the short, portly man and his son, Gareth Bale, at the Forest Team youth training ground.
"I was worried that you wouldn't come." Tang En was delighted to see the father and son pair.
"Why wouldn't we come? Of course, we're here. I have confidence in my son's ability. He is talented!" The man shook hands with Twain and Kerslake.
"Yes. But we still have to do a little test." Kerslake wanted to conduct this in an official manner. Before they met the pair, Twain had told him about the matter. He was worried that Twain was being impulsive again and had picked up another bull-headed kid from the streets who could not play football.
The father was a little upset by Kerslake's chilly attitude. "Why? Are you doubting my son's abilities?"
