"When I joined Green Bay, I didn't expect the current situation."

After a moment of silence, Lu Yiqi spoke again, breaking the calm and continuing to control the initiative in the conversation. This time, you can feel that Woodson's aura has obviously settled and softened, and his thoughts are flowing with Lu Yiqi's words.

"I know the difficulties I am about to face, I also know the heavy responsibilities I may shoulder, and more importantly, I am not sure whether I can fully compete with this job, with motivation and pressure coexisting."

"It's very important to embrace goals and be firm in your beliefs; but it's equally important to start from scratch with a down-to-earth approach. Being too ambitious will only make us lose. So, I know my mission, and we need to be the first to gain a foothold, regain, and then move towards the playoffs."

"The goal of the playoffs is not so much a goal, but rather an expectation. Only by moving towards an ideal goal can we make progress."

Woodson was very, very surprised. He had never expected Lu Yiqi to be so honest with him, and he revealed a sense of sincerity in his words.

Is this strategy or sincerity?

Lu Yiqi seemed to notice Woodson's gaze, turned his head and greeted Woodson's gaze generously. His calm gaze made Woodson feel a little embarrassed.

"But as the season progressed, I gradually realized that the playoffs were not just an out of reach dream, but a goal that was indeed feasible."

If Woodson came here, he wouldn't have lost his composure, but then Lu Yiqi threw out another big bomb, "The dream should be the Super Bowl, and the playoffs are our goal in the first phase."

The confident and confident tone automatically made a noun in Woodson's mind: madman, so even if he turned to Lu Yiqi's sight, he could not hide the storm in his heart.

This is not an occasion for the news media, nor does it require any polite words on the scene, or even a call from the locker room, but a sincere conversation in private!

This also means that this is Lu Yiqi’s true thought.

"Rugby is a collective sport. The cooperation between players, the coordination between coaches, and adaptability on the spot are the keys to the decision of the outcome. The battle of defeating the strong is common in the rugby arena. This is a sport that is different from other competitive events."

"We have a mature team, including many excellent top players, and what we lack is just a correct tactical integration."

“After defeating the Indianapolis Colts, I realized that we are a good team and we have the strength to beat strong teams.”

"In the following weeks, I further deepened this idea. It has nothing to do with victory, defeat, success or failure, but more from the performance and performance of our team. As long as we can truly unite and become a rope, the playoffs are definitely not an out of reach. The Super Bowl should be the ultimate goal of our struggle."

"So, since you have started dreaming, why not do it bigger?"

The casual tone revealed confidence and ambition. Woodson's eyes were filled with disbelief and as if he was staring at Lu Yiqi from the mad asylum.

Lu Yiqi chuckled, "If you feel crazy, it means that you don't deserve to win, because the champion heart in your chest is already asleep, and even you don't believe that you can win and fight for the championship, then how can our opponent give in?"

Lu Yiqi met Woodson's gaze with dignity, even more focused and devoted than Woodson. His dark pupils burst out with bright light like the North Stars above the night.

"This is not about being too ambitious, but about daring to dream."

"We already have the strength, so we should give it a try. Only by daring to dream of the highest point can we realize it."

"Charles, when was the last time you believed you could top the Super Bowl?"

Lu Yiqi threw out a similar question again. Woodson felt a sensation of his throat, and his words were surging up and down, but he couldn't say it.

Just when Woodson thought Lu Yiqi would continue to convince himself or give him some advice, but he didn't expect that Lu Yiqi showed a big smile, "The cafeteria is here, I'm going to go in and buy some drinks and snacks. I still have a lot of work to complete between lunch."

That's it?

"Charles, thank you for accompanying me on this journey." After saying that, Lu Yiqi turned around and left without hesitation, and it was really getting farther and farther away.

That's it?

Woodson was still a little unable to react. It started out suddenly and ended even more suddenly, but Lu Yiqi's back striding with his head was full of confidence and firmness. The young figure carried vitality and youth, and the overflowing vitality seemed to make the cold winter of the training base quietly fade away.

"I not only need you to stand on the court, I also need you to give your all!"

"All the players are fighting and even burning the last drop of blood. I need Charles Woodson to be a part of this team, not a casual blue-collar player."

"Dedication, this should not be the highest requirement for your career."

"Do you know you are dying slowly? In your state like this, you will never be the person you expect! Never!"

"If you can't' come, then there are more warriors behind me waiting to come on!"

...

Buzzing.

Buzzing.

The countless pieces of memory in my mind surged up and filled my entire head. Woodson felt a splitting headache and seemed to be about to explode.

"Charles, do you believe you can top the Super Bowl?"

Once.

Again.

The same question echoed and circled in my mind for a long time, and from beginning to end, Woodson was unable to give an answer because he could no longer remember it.

For money, power, fame and status... Over the years, he has fought for countless goals, but never fought for the championship again.

He raised his palm and placed it on his chest, and he could still feel the power of his heart beating slowly, but that was not the heart of the champion. The passionate and passionate heart of the champion seemed to have been sleeping for a long time, so he was forgotten in the corner. The "bloody Charles Woodson" who ran for victory and fought for the championship seemed to have disappeared, and in the end there was only a walking corpse running.

Live in a daze, but don’t know where the goals and meaning of life lie.

Slowly closing his eyes, Woodson quietly felt the beating of his heart, and then he could hear the cheers and shouts of the Blue Castle Stadium yesterday, as well as the carnival and hotness after the "Blue Castle Leap", the rolling waves were stirring on his eardrums:

"Packer!"

"Packer!"
Chapter completed!