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The angels and demons in Jacob Giesson's mind were hovering from left to right, chirping and competing, pulling his thoughts.

The little demon waved his red cloak, revealing his thin little fangs, constantly lifting his trident, licking the blood on his lips gloomyly, "Isn't this a matter of course? Such useless garbage should be eliminated, and now it is just an acceleration of the process of survival of the fittest. And you are willing to stand up for yourself and fight for power, which is worthy of praise! Genius should not be buried!"

The little angel flapped his wings, the golden halo set off his holy face, and the gentle smile calmed down both irritability and anxiety. "What you are fighting for is the opportunity to express yourself, not to target any player or coach. The team should be a whole, and you should not create unstable factors for division. What's more, Noah is indeed a good coach, and defensive tactics can also give players more room to play."

"Shut up! That guy is a proud fool! He drove him away and coach Pres will come back and things will be back on track!"

"But are you sure you should achieve your goal by hurting others? You are just a player. Don't you want to prove yourself on the field with your strength?"

The fierce and chaotic dispute made Jacob's brain ache, the argument between the angel and the demon lingered, and his whole body became more and more chaotic and anxious.

Jacob pushed open the locker room door heavily, and a loud "bang" sounded that all the eyes in the entire space gathered, and the suppressed and dull air stirred. Although he had no idea what was going on in the locker room, those scorching and sharp eyes didn't need explanation at all:

They were blaming him.

The pair of angry eyes were all aimed at him with wide eyes, like sharp blades, attacking him. The little demon in his mind instantly gained the upper hand, the depression and annoyance in his chest exploded instantly, and the whole person became furious:

He just told the truth, clenched his fists and fought for his own interests, and did not do anything wrong. He should blame the guy who ignored his actions. Why should they push all the mistakes on him? He should not become an object of jealousy because of his family background and become an innocent scapegoat.

"Get out!"

Jacob did not speak, but used his sharp eyes to express his head-on counterattack, expressed his position with a tough attitude, and walked towards his cabinet with confidence. Even though he was surrounded by sharp and sharp eyes, Jacob did not waver or retreat at all.

"Bang!"

Jacob opened the cabinet door of the storage cabinet hard and hit the metal cabinet door next to it, making a loud noise. Then the suffocating balance in the locker room was broken, and the boiling emotions in his chest could no longer be suppressed, and he was vented like a volcano eruption.

"That disgusting guy is still provoking?"

"It's all because of him! If it weren't for him, it wouldn't be like this!"

"Is he proud? Are he showing off? Grass!"

The chirping sound erupted like magma. Campbell and Banks were the most excited. They could not suppress their emotions and tried to step forward and beat Jacob. The physical conflict was about to break out; however, this time, the other players hugged Campbell and Banks at the first time, avoiding the crisis caused by the quarrels and disputes.

Despite this, the chaos and restlessness in the entire locker room continued to spread.

Jacob was not showing any weakness, and fought back with his fierce and fierce bangs. Those dirty words that were unpleasant to the ears also vented his frustration and depression to the fullest, because no one stopped him, but he became more and more rampant, and he was about to provoke the anger of other players.

"Shut up! Isn't it enough? The lessons I learned yesterday were not enough. I'm going to come for a second time today?"

Finally someone stopped Jacob, Henry Giesen, who blocked Jacob's way from the front and stopped Jacob without giving in.

For the first time in history, Jacob was a little awkward and even a little guilty under Henry's gaze.

But the curses and discussions still did not stop.

Reggie Walker hugged his head in annoyance and regret, his eyes numb, and he kept murmuring, "It's all because of me."

If he could calm down, if he didn't be impulsive, if he wasn't so self-righteous, if he could control his temper...thing wouldn't have developed to this point, and if he wanted to maintain the reputation of the coach, he could also find a better way instead of putting the coach in such a situation.

"It's all me." Walker's eyes were confused, but he didn't know what to do. If he ruined his career and coaching, he would probably never forgive himself:

Even if he doesn't want to do it, he doesn't think he can gain a foothold in the professional league. Maybe he'll find a job after graduating from college, and now he's just preparing in advance; but what about the coach? The coach is not. The coach should have a brilliant career, but his impulse is destroying this possibility.

Buzzing.

The noise and chaos in the locker room continued to ring, brewing a sense of precarious and shaky fragility. It seemed that the entire team was on the verge of fragmentation, and the panic was spreading rapidly. It was unimaginable that the team was celebrating a rare victory four days ago.

“What’s going on here?”

An angry shout came from the door of the locker room, and the angrily scolding exploded like thunder, echoing in the space for a long time, suppressing the restlessness strongly. All eyes were concentrated towards the source of the sound, and then I saw the furious Lu Yiqi standing at the door.

Involuntarily, his eyes avoided Lu Yiqi's eyes swept across the audience. The guilt and panic made the players lower their heads and hold their breath.

"God, God! I can't believe my eyes! An unexpected incident happened yesterday. Are you going to renew your relationship today? Are you in your mind? If you dislike yourself not stupid enough, there is no need to walk into the boxing ring with your fists and hit the locker directly with your head faster!"

"I mean now! It's starting now! Why haven't you seen someone start hitting a wall? It's so irrelevant! If you have time to stand here and panic, it's better to vent your extra energy in the training ground. Or do you think you have too little homework? Not enough training? So you're going crazy here collectively?"

Lu Yiqi was really angry, even more angry than yesterday - if yesterday was an accident, then today's repeating the same mistake is stupid! How could it be that it was possible to capsize twice in the gutter in such a short time? How can it be! This is definitely an unacceptable bad mistake!

When Robert told him that something happened in the locker room again, Lu Yiqi couldn't believe it. He always felt that Robert was joking, but he saw this scene, a scene far beyond the bottom line of acceptance, which made Lu Yiqi begin to doubt his eyes and the IQs of the guys in front of him.

Facing Lu Yiqi's anger, no one dared to confront him head-on, and no one dared to look up. Then, Jody Nelson walked out of the crowd:

"Coach, is that true?"
Chapter completed!