Bathed under Lu Yiqi's gaze, Rogers was a little embarrassed.

Because the coach's true emotions deep in his heart were seen through, because the coach's unconditional trust and expectations, and because he didn't know how to respond.

His pride, his fragility, his dreams, all exposed, which left Rogers at a loss.

He had no way to refute, no way to agree, no way to defend, all good and bad, positive and negative voices were stuck in the depths of his throat, and his eyes were slightly warm.

Such a embarrassment has never happened since childhood. It has been so strange that Rogers panicked and even felt a little scared.

"The weather conditions today are really bad, and it is beyond my expectations. Passing and offenses are unable to open up the situation. This is the responsibility of the entire offensive team, including me, and at the same time, this is also an objective situation that we cannot control. The only thing we can do is change the tactics."

This is the real key to Lu Yiqi's conversation with Rogers specifically: he needs his quarterback, and he needs this quarterback to grow into a leader.

"I need you to believe in your teammates, believe in the chemical reaction between you and your teammates, believe that you are not the only one fighting, even in such a harsh environment, you can still fight and find a way out. Victory belongs to us."

For Lu Yiqi, this is an important lesson on the road to growth; and for Rogers, the same is true.

"Aron, would you believe me?"

Such a simple sentence was as heavy as a tremendous pound. Rogers tried to answer, but the tip of his tongue was so heavy that the voice stuck in his throat.

Lu Yiqi didn't mind: trust is a gradual process, and the trust that can be easily won is also easily broken; and true trust should be a bond, which will never be easily broken, which also means that patience and perseverance are required to win.

"I'm now entering the locker room and start to arrange defensive tactics first, then offensive tactics. You can stay outside and calm down and consider the time yourself. As long as you are ready, you return to the locker room; but if you are not prepared, it doesn't matter if you miss the tactical arrangement time for the halftime break. After we start the second half, we will schedule on the spot. I believe you can do it well."

After saying that, Lu Yiqi turned around and opened the locker room door before he could wait for Rogers' answer, and walked in directly.

The straightforward steps were not dragged on at all.

Bang.

Bang.

Rogers stood there, a chaotic brain unable to think clearly, a little fear, a little panic, and a little nervous. It is difficult for the chaotic thoughts to find a clear context in a short time. At this moment, he can only believe in his intuition, the beast-like intuition.

Subconsciously, Rogers followed. It was just an impulse.

Bang.

Bang.

The locker room door was closed and then opened. Lu Yiqi, who had just entered the locker room, had not yet stood firm, and Rogers followed him in.

Brush brush.

All eyes flocked to Rogers, and his eyes flashed, as if he was judging what was happening between Lu Yiqi and Rogers.

Rogers paused slightly, opened his shoulders, straightened his back, and the hesitation and confusion, all of which melted quietly like the ice and snow bathed in the sun. A firm belief grew from the depths of his heart, took root and sprouted, and quickly grew into a big tree in the sky. The lush branches quickly filled the entire chest, as if they were about to break through their body in the next second.

Confident and firm.

After gaze, he glanced at the coach's back, and the messy thoughts in his mind slowly settled down, and he regained his familiar self.

His beliefs are unprecedentedly full and certain.

The sight in the locker room first fell on Rogers, and then followed Rogers's sight on Lu Yiqi. The faint commotion quickly dissipated, and the expressions and eyes condensed intently. The locker room quietly showed a completely different appearance.

"I don't like this weather because I've been having a runny nose, which is not a good thing for the head coach, especially since my current image is not very beautiful."

As soon as Lu Yiqi spoke, his humorous words made the atmosphere in the locker room relax, and the players couldn't help laughing.

"But I am willing to accept such weather because this is another challenge for us to the playoffs and another test for improving our strength. I believe that we can overcome such challenges. I believe that victory belongs to us because I believe that we belong to the playoffs."

Lu Yiqi's focused and scorching gaze swept across the audience, and the players' passion began to boil little by little.

"Now, the Chicago Bears are looking forward to the weather stopping us because they do not have such confidence. They know that fighting alone cannot defeat us. They are fearing, they are afraid, and more importantly, they are praying that the weather can stand on their side and that the home court can bless them."

“But we don’t need to pray.”

"Because we have a firm control over our destiny!"

Lu Yiqi closed his palms heavily and clenched them into fists. His sharp eyes revealed his firm and powerful belief.

"Look at the little friends standing by your side at this moment, this is your comrade-in-arms, this is your partner behind you. We say that relying on the guys around you and relying on your own strength to fight a way out! Anything that blocks us, whether it is the bear, the soldier's stadium, or the Chicago weather, will be completely crushed."

"Nothing can stop us!"

"No!"

Then, Lu Yiqi raised his fist high into the air and shouted loudly, "The battle continues!"

"The battle continues!"

In the locker room, all the players raised their fists together and roared with Lu Yiqi. The uniform voice burst out with incredible energy.

"Speak louder! Fighting endlessly!" Lu Yiqi was still not satisfied, and his blood roared.

"The battle continues!"

Every player clenched his fists and tightened his muscles. All energy burst out from the depths of his dantian. The roars gathered together, enough to shake the entire locker room and even the soldiers' stadium. A murderous aura burst out from his red eyes, and they gathered together in a mighty way.

One sound, then another sound, the players roared at each other, surging passion!

Huhu.

Huhu.

Listen, it was the sound of blood boiling, hitting the eardrums like storm, and the temples began to rattle, covering the roar of the strong wind.
Chapter completed!