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Long Pres sat quietly on the porch lounge chair, shaking his body gently, and countless thoughts in his mind continued to surge: What the hell is going on?

Pres is not stupid. On the contrary, he is very smart. During this period, he is just because of recuperation at home, which leads to information aberration, and he is prone to being passive when dealing with things. He can only make choices based on his own interests, but obviously, someone has made full use of his psychological state to make profits.

A week ago, the team invited him to return early, but he refused; a week later, he was ready to return officially, but was ordered to continue recuperating at home.

Did he lose his job? Weather's answer was no, "just need to wait for the opportunity", but the question is, what time does he need to wait for? Who is waiting for? What did he have in just two weeks? Who is playing an important role? Also, is his work position threatened? If he continues to sit still, will he really lose his job - even if it is not right now?

The disturbing thoughts were rolling in my mind. Those clues were pieced together, but they were still in a fog. They could not put together the puzzle of the whole picture. He lacked very, very important clues, and it was not a piece. All the key positions of the puzzle were missing and there was no way to start.

"Grass!"

This made him feel like an outsider, and he always felt that he had been cheated by others. So, what should he do?

Then, the emotional traction adds up again, and the swelling and hot pressure makes breathing difficult.

"Jesus - Hell - Christ! You know that you have just recovered from a serious illness. It is a good thing to take two more weeks of rest. The doctor also advises you to be cautious. Why can't you get along with yourself? I know! I know that you have no way to let go of the team! I forbid you from watching the game! It's forbidden for the next week!"

The voices from his wife's nagging made Pres very irritated. He tried to scold him, but he had to breathe heavily to calm himself down. He couldn't even defend himself, let alone scold him. As a result, he could only breathe heavily, and his mood became more depressed.

...

At the same time, the Wildcats training ground has started a new day of training.

The atmosphere in the locker room was a bit subtle. On the one hand, everyone had just accomplished a feat together, and the passion and excitement surged between the intertwined eyes; on the other hand, the mood was inevitably uneasy. Has their actions worked? How was the school ready? What will you have today?

Excitement and anxiety were intertwined, and the players were united invisibly, and they almost yelled "Hello, comrade".

This scene makes it harder for Jacob and Henry to endure it.

Although other players did not blatantly exclude them, it was obvious that they could not understand the meaning of those eyes, without last night's call.

"How is it? How is it?"

Almost every player asked the same question anxiously when he arrived at the locker room, and then got a reply with a shaking head, and joined the ranks of anxious expectations.

Walker is another exception. He is not sure whether he should still appear here. He always feels that he no longer belongs to this team. Yesterday, he exchanged coaches' retention with his withdrawal declaration and made a promise in front of Weather. Then now is the time to fulfill it.

But the habits are really terrible. His body and consciousness are firmly remembered. As soon as the training time comes, he subconsciously arrives at the training ground. When he reacts, he has changed his equipment and is ready for training. Then he is in a dilemma:

Should he leave? He should leave! Only when he leaves can the coach stay, right?

"Walker?"

A call came from his ear, interrupting Walker's hesitation and... he turned his head and could see Nelson, Campbell and others. Nelson led the lead, but Banks spoke. He blinked at Walker, "We will advance and retreat together, do you understand?"

Because they are a complete team.

"Although still? Get up and prepare for training quickly. Do you know how strict Coach Archie is. Today is intensity training and there are tactical training."

Before Banks could finish his words, the wailing sounds of Campbell, Murphy and others began to complain about the hardship of tactical training, and then crowded Walker and walked towards the training ground in a bustling manner.

Walker's steps were as heavy as a thousand pounds, but his heart had already flown to the training ground.

"I'm timing!" A voice could be heard from afar, and there were trivial sounds of players trying to cheer but then tightly covered their mouths. The air seemed to start to jump, and the steps of Walker, Nelson and others accelerated.

Then, they saw the familiar figure on the training ground, dressed in a wildcat training uniform, rolled up their sleeves high, and a whistle hanging around their necks. This is all, and they did not carry a tactical board with them - because all tactics are stored in that head.

"Coach Archie!" Walker almost jumped high, but then he saw 6 Yiqi's bright eyes, with his usual seriousness and sharpness - he never treated training rashly, which made Walker swallow his words and rushed towards the training ground quickly.

The news flew into the locker room like wings. The players immediately ran out 66 and then officially confirmed the news: 6 Yiqi really appeared in the training ground!

"I'm counting down, and I'm going to be late for sixty seconds!"

6 Yiqi stood at the entrance of the training ground and said ruthlessly, but the players running into the field were not panic or nervous at all. Instead, they were all red and glans, happily looking at 6 Yiqi, looking at 66 Successively with anticipation:

Augustus appeared, Brock appeared, Robert and Latimer appeared...and then...6 Yiqi turned around and walked towards the team, while Pres' figure still did not appear.

What exactly does this mean?

Coach Pres made his last appearance? Or...

The players could hardly describe their excitement and expectations. They stared at 6 Yiqi intently, waiting for 6 Yiqi to stop in front of the team, trying to capture clues from 6 Yiqi's expression, and then their hearts began to rise continuously, almost rushing to their throats.

Under the gaze of everyone, 6 Yiqi stood at the forefront of the team and paused for a moment, but he still didn't keep it in a silence and calm voice, "Before the training officially begins, let me know something first. Coach Pres regretfully failed the doctor's examination and has no way to return to the arena for the time being. I will continue this week..."

6 Before Yiqi could speak, the players could no longer hold back and cheered together!

Oh yeah!
Chapter completed!