"Bang bang! Oh hey! Bang bang! Auburn!"

"Bang bang! Oh hey! Bang bang! Victory!"

The power rolled, and the waves of thunderous cheering sounds covered the sky and covered the sky. The evaporated heat and madness spread in the air. The southern United States, which firmly grasped the tail of summer, was filled with lingering dampness, sticky to the surface of the skin, and could not breathe. Just standing outdoors for five minutes, it was like fishing out of the water, but it still couldn't stop the audience from cheering for the team. Under the peacock blue night, the dazzling and bright light outlined the magnificent horizon, as if this was the center of the world.

"Bang bang! Oh hey! Bang bang! Auburn!"

"Bang bang! Oh hey! Bang bang! Victory!"

A slight vibration came from the bottom of the feet, like a roar from the depths of the ground, penetrated into the blood and bones bit by bit along the legs, and rushed to the top of the head with an unstoppable momentum. Then the whole body became numb, and the muscles that were extremely tight were almost exploded, so they could not move, escape, or move forward. They were trapped in place, feeling the heat waves of the audience swallowing themselves.

On the verge of suffocation!

On the electronic scoreboard of Jordan-hare-stadium, the score of "6:23" is flashing, brilliant and dazzling. The away team is in front and the home team is behind. The clear score gap is always reminding the visiting head coach of his dereliction of duty and embarrassment. The first half is a disaster, and the stumble and bumpy game cannot form an effective confrontation at all. If the home team's offensive team did not give their all and the offensive effect was unsatisfactory, the score gap would probably be even more sinister at this time.

"Oh, I really regret the visiting team. They have suffered too many disasters and too much pressure. Starting a new season in this way is simply a nightmare. I even started to feel sorry for the unlucky scapegoat. He took over the interim head coach's hot potato at the last moment. What he could do is really limited. What's more, this is the first time he has been the head coach of any team in his career, and then faces such a terrible situation. Standing next to the court in the first half, he looked like a lost deer, such a poor guy."

Lu Yiqi, he is that poor guy, he is the temporary head coach of the visiting team.

Obviously, falling behind by 17 points in the first half is not the only problem he needs to face now.

"...Do your job well! If you hadn't been dropping the ball, that attack would have been completed!"

"Get out! Get out of here! Get out of here! Run your route first. Every time you attack, you don't know what you are doing! Your mind is full of dry straw!"

"I've said a long time ago that we're going to lose this game, and we're just embarrassing now. No one in the game knows what we should do."

"If you want to abstain, then abstain. What nonsense is it sitting here? If you want to surrender with both hands, get out of this locker room by yourself."

"Arrogant maniac! What do you know besides showing off your muscles? No matter how strong your opponent is, you don't even realize how powerful your opponent is, just step forward like this. This is called stupidity! Not a hero!"

"coward!"

"idiot!"

"What did you say?"

"You shameless guy!"

"Grass!"

Arguing! Arguing! Or quarrel! The players in the locker room were bustling with each other, and everyone was immersed in their own thoughts, unscrupulously venting the anger and irritability in their chests. It seemed that as long as they shifted the responsibility to others, they could be relieved.

When the sound and the sound overlap, the words were all fooled into a ball, and in the end they were all those buzzing sounds, just like thousands of flies circling around their ears. The noise gradually evolved into a heavy hammer, hitting the eardrum hard, and the whole head began to shake.

"Bang!"

A rugby hit the cabinet in the locker room, and the sound of Bangbang's impact echoed throughout the space. What's even more terrifying is the powerful and heavy throwing force, which made the oval rugby appear irregularly and hit the players irregularly, causing a riot.

A huge roar exploded between the players, and the players around them began to dodge in a reflexive manner. The slight riot was instantly cut off in the violent thunder. It was like a dark cloud pressing the village, and all the players looked at the same target incredibly-

Interim head coach Lu Yiqi.

Even the coaching staff members could not help but look over, staring at Lu Yiqi with astonishment, as if they did not expect this sudden outbreak.

Instead, Lu Yiqi, who became the focus of attention, calmed down. His calm expression could not detect anything unusual. He just calmly faced everyone's gaze and looked around slowly. The sharp and fierce gaze was suppressing the dark emotions. He could not tell whether it was irritable or angry, but he faintly revealed an unstable that could erupt at any time, like a volcano ready to go.

Involuntarily, those stubborn, rebellious, proud, irritable, guilty, dissatisfied eyes quietly avoided.

"Since you still know how angry you still know how shameful you are! It also means you still know how bad your performance in the first half was! But I am more willing to interpret it as the flame of your heart's desire for victory has not yet been extinguished! You are still feeling irritated by such a situation!"

Faced with the interim head coach's endless anger and constant momentum, the players in the locker room couldn't help but lower their heads-

In the final analysis, they are just college students, just a group of children who pretend to be adults but have not grown up. With a sense of childishness and courage, they are helpless in the face of real difficulties, and then they start to get angry - but don't know what they are getting angry.

"Instead of sitting here and venting all emotions towards your teammates, it is better to walk on the court to face your opponents head-on, because the people sitting next to you now have the same goals as you, they are all eager for victory, they are all rejecting humiliation, you should unite!"

There was only one sound left in the locker room that echoed for a long time. The players' fists couldn't help but clenched. The slightly tight muscles were filled with complex emotions, but they could not find the outlet of venting. They could only accumulate little by little. Then, the temperature of the whole room began to rise without realizing it.

"So, why not close those childish mouths and concentrate on thinking about how to play in the second half! Or how to avoid being more embarrassing! What anger, dissatisfaction, or emotions are there to vent to those guys on the other side of the stadium! At least let the loyal fans who are watching the live broadcast of the game in front of the TV know that it is not a group of walking dead bodies standing on the stadium!"

"Now it's just seventeen points behind, not the end of the world! Do you understand? This is not the end of the world! So, cheer up! Get up! Fight back! Fight back! Continue to fight!"

The rising tone shows that Lu Yiqi's emotions are gradually losing control. His overheated brain has temporarily lost his thinking ability. His anger erupts like a volcano, for the players and himself. Then, the frequent boredom of suffocation makes him unable to hold on.

"Roll your lazy and stupid ass now and get them all back to the field!"

Turn around!

Step!

Storm leaves!

Slam the door heavily!

"Bang!"

The door panel of the locker room hit hard, then made a trembling moan and moan, which continued to shake, leaving only a swaying echo, stirring like ripples.

Lu Yiqi swept into the bathroom like a storm, and then released all the negative emotions towards him-

Those words just now are more directed at himself than to the players: those irritability and unwillingness to be dissatisfied with themselves. He needs to wake up, he needs to cheer up, he needs to stand up again and fight bravely for it!

"Can'la'la'la'la'la".

The faucet was turned on, and the rushing tap water was creating a torrent of opening the gate. Lu Yiqi was lying next to the washbasin. The roar of running water gradually covered up the cheering of home fans, and slowly covered up the noise of his heart beating randomly. Then the world became quiet.

He finally found a moment of tranquility, and his thoughts tied into dead knots finally won some breathing space. The brain, which seemed to have stopped working, finally saw the turning light again. Then, he continued to splash cold water on his face, trying to calm himself down and calm down, and start thinking again, but this was not an easy task. The messy brain seemed to be stuffed into an elephant, crowded with no space left, and then the tactical arrangements were like iron nematodes struggling and dying.

Even he himself felt that he was so nervous that his head was blank, so strange and so cowardly that he didn't even know who the guy standing on the sidelines in the first half was.

It turns out that the protagonists in the novel can easily kill all directions with one more life, and write miracles. They are all deceiving: even if you get the opportunity to restart your life, you still need to explore some difficulties yourself, and some roads still need to be explored one by one. The so-called "winners in life" will not be able to come naturally just because of one more life. After all, things still need to be fought step by step.

So, the first half has become a disaster. Can't we get rid of our fate in the second half? Is it really going to lose like this? Could it be that... should we be willing to be ordinary again? Is this all the meaning of rebirth? After running hard for ten years, we encountered the first difficulty, and then surrendered directly?
Chapter completed!