Wang Xuechao and Shi Guang originally wanted to go in, but were locked outside the door by Shang Lin who had entered the door. They looked at each other and saw each other's embarrassment.

"What should I do now?" Shi Guang said bitterly.

"What should I do? I'll do it!" Wang Xuechao was also full of pain. The coach's temper was already strange. Now that this happened, he didn't know what to do.

"Only by speaking kindly, then ask the team members to apologize together. Shi Guang, go and call them all and tell them to make a profound review, profound! Do you understand?" Wang Xuechao said.

"Well, okay, I'll go and call now. Alas, these little turtles!" Shi Guang cursed and walked out hurriedly.

Shang Lin, who was hiding in the room to sort out his things, was stuffing clothes into his extra-large Adida travel bag from the cabinet. In fact, he might not have anything else except a few pieces of clothes and a notebook.

After pulling the zipper, Shang Lin came to the table, started closing the notebook that was still on the table, and then began to organize the things on the table.

When he picked up the photo frame that was placed there, Shang Lin stopped moving.

This is a photo taken at the Nanjing Olympic Stadium at home after defeating Changsha Shude. The players stood behind, and in front were themselves and Wang Shi.

Shang Lin stared at the photo fight in a daze. Every smile was so clear, bringing himself back to the happy moment when he won the first game.

In the photo, Yan Yufeng was always smiling foolishly, and Ye Changfeng, who won the highest score, had a serious face, but his excited eyes betrayed him. Gao Yuan was still shouting loudly. He always protected and maintained this passionate group like a big brother. His favorite Ouyang Shangzhi tried hard to move forward, but he was still too short. Moreover, Wang Zhiquan and Zhai Yong next to him were bullying him with a smile. At the moment when the light flashed, all the movements and expressions stopped and were deeply remembered in this photo.

Shang Lin's eyes were filled with heat. This was a group that made him unforgettable after only two months of living. He completely gave himself this inspiring group. When he thought he had integrated into this group, such a thing happened.

I felt like I was deceived, and all the team members shouted with expressionless expressions: I have a share! It was hurt heavily in my heart, and it turned out that I was just a passerby.

Shang Lin, you are so conceited!

Shang Lin put down the photo frame, took a deep breath, calmed down his agitation, put the notebook into his tote bag, and walked out without looking back.

Wang Xuechao outside the door was still thinking hard about anything to persuade Shanglin to stay. "Crack!" The door opened at this time. Shanglin walked out with a bag on his back and carrying a laptop bag in his hand.

Wang Xuechao was shocked and looked deserted, "This is "This is "Coach Business" you are here."

"I'm sorry, I've decided to go back to the United States." Shang Lin looked at the person who had been with him for almost two months, and felt helpless except for his feelings.

When he was explaining tactics to the players, he always listened carefully and copied them from time to time. Every time he finished training and rested, he always told the problem out of time. Although he was still below him, the piety and respect on his face made him feel his sincere treatment of basketball.

Shang Lin was not a warm-hearted person, and even a little indifferent. This was influenced by eight years in the United States. It was a place where only strength was required, not any form of begging.

But in the face of Wang Xuechao's problem, he explained it in detail, because he knew very well that he had been at Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, so he instinctively did his best to help Wang Xuechao. Perhaps what he subconsciously hoped was that after he left, Wang Xuechao could achieve success in his studies and continued to bring Beiyang No. 12 Middle School from a team similar to the dark horse level to a king level.

All the wealthy families start with dark horses!

But now it seems that this wish may not be realized.

Shang Lin sighed, looked at Wang Xuechao's panicked expression and even pleading eyes, and tried hard to squeeze out a smile, saying, "Really, I have no intention of leading this team anymore. Really, in the history of basketball guidance, no coach can still stay in such a situation. You have to understand me!"

Wang Xuechao still didn't want to give up and said anxiously: "But now we are about to fight Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School. At this time, how can you leave, coach Shang?"

"Without me, maybe the team will have better morale. Really, a team needs unity and there cannot be unstable factors. I am afraid it is this unstable factor!" Shang Lin waved his hand and signaled Wang Xuechao not to talk about it anymore.

"Coach Shang, you really can't leave, no matter what!" Wang Xuechao saw that Shang Lin was desperate and couldn't help but get anxious, and grabbed Shang Lin and refused to leave with both hands.

Shang Lin was not the opponent of Wang Xuechao who was more than 1.9 meters tall. After struggling for a few times, he couldn't help but get angry, but when he saw Wang Xuechao's expression, he couldn't speak out and sighed: "Xuechao, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

"It's not me that makes you embarrassed, it's you that makes me embarrassed! Shang Lin, let me ask you, with your strength and ability, why did you condescend to our Beiyang No. 12 Middle School?" Wang Xuechao was wise in a hurry and suddenly turned around and asked.

Shang Lin was stunned for a moment. Although he understood why Wang Xuechao had this question at once, he still replied with a wry smile: "Because these children made me moved."

"Yes, I thought so at that time. You didn't sign the contract immediately in the principal's office at the beginning, but as soon as you arrived at the training hall, you decided to pay attention to it. Isn't it just these children?" Wang Xuechao slowed down when he saw Shang Lin's expression and continued immediately.

Shang Lin was still smiling bitterly, and what flashed through his mind was the shock that Yan Yufeng and others brought him.

"They are just children, their ideas are childish and impulsive. I think they should have realized their mistakes now. I apologize to you on their behalf. Shang Lin, this team cannot be without you!"

"Oh! Xuechao, why are you doing this?" Shang Lin couldn't help but feel angry when he saw Wang Xuechao's words.

"Xuechao, Xuechao, something big is wrong!" Shi Guang suddenly ran past the corridor, shouting while running.

Shang Lin and Wang Xuechao's expressions changed, and they watched the panicked Shi Guang run over.

"Shi Guang, what's wrong?" Wang Xuechao's heart tightened a little. It was really a rainy day! Did something unfortunate come to Beiyang No. 12 Middle School?

"There is no player, and there is no one in all the rooms. I asked the guard, and the guard told me that they all ran out!" Shi Guang gasped.

"What? Everyone left the hotel privately?" Wang Xuechao was shocked.

"Well, there are no one anymore. Now, there are only three of us left in the entire hotel."

"Did these damn guys take the wrong medicine today?" Wang Xuechao couldn't help but curse.

Shang Lin shook his head and said, "I have to leave, Xuechao, don't keep me!"

"What, Coach Shang, you really want to leave!" At this time, Shi Guang saw Shang Lin's dress clearly, and couldn't help but be as shocked as Wang Xuechao.

"Well, go back to the United States, here there is no value for me to stay." Shang Lin shook the hand that was caught by Wang Xuechao and said, "Don't stay, let go!"

Wang Xuechao's expression suddenly became extremely desperate, and he slowly let go of his hands, his mouth trembling so hard that he didn't know what to say.

Shang Lin patted Wang Xuechao on the shoulder, looked at Shi Guang again, smiled, picked up his bag and walked out.

"Xuechao, you stop him. Could it be that Beiyang No. 12 Middle School is going to be finished like this?" Shi Guang looked at Shang Lin's back and said anxiously.

"How to stop him? He has lost his intention to leave!" Wang Xuechao really wanted to close his eyes, find a place, lie down well, and no longer care about anything.

"It's better to stay for one day. This is much better than letting him go now. Think about it, one day, there will be hope for one day!" Shi Guang shouted loudly in a hurry.

"Yes! If you can stay for one day, it's only one day!" Wang Xuechao's eyes lit up and he raised his arms and shouted: "Shang Lin, wait!"

Shang Lin, who was almost at the elevator entrance, stopped and looked back at them, feeling helpless.

"Don't forget, we signed the contract. No matter what, you have to terminate the contract from Beiyang No. 12 Middle School before you can leave! What should you do with the contract when you leave?" Wang Xuechao shouted loudly, and came to Shang Lin Chong.

Shang Lin was stunned. He didn't expect this problem. The contract required him to lead the team to the league, but the league has not yet ended, so he naturally has to bear legal responsibility for leaving.

After staying in the United States for so long, Shang Lin can be said that he had already developed a habit of instinctively considering and abide by the law. Thinking of this, Shang Lin couldn't help but fall into trouble.

At this time, Wang Xuechao and Shi Guang had already run in front of him. Wang Xuechao took the opportunity to say, "No matter what, we have to report what happened here like the leader of the 12th Lieutenant Captain of Beiyang. Shang Lin, it's getting late now. It's not too late to leave tomorrow! I don't think I'll stop you from here!"

"Yes, we will never stop you!" Shi Guang also said.

"Oh! Okay! Just wait until the contract is terminated and I will leave!" Shang Lin looked at the expressions of the two partners at this time and understood that leaving now was too ruthless, so he could only say helplessly.

The elevator suddenly drove, and a man, in a drunken state, turned to Shanglin standing at the elevator entrance.

Wang Xuechao's eyes were sharp-eyed, and he immediately hugged the man. When he calmed down, he blurted out and shouted: "Yufeng!"

Shang Lin was also stunned. This person with a messy hair and a drunken body was Yan Yufeng, the supreme little emperor in his team?

"Who, don't hug me! I'm going to pee!" Yan Yufeng, who was drunk and unconscious, lay in Wang Xuechao's arms, shook his hands randomly and yelled.

"Pee?" The three adults raised their eyes at the same time. Did a teenager say this? Isn't it the same virtue as a child?

"He's drunk!" Wang Xuechao frowned.

"Take him back to the room first! Shang Lin also calmed down. Since he couldn't leave, this happened again. As a head coach, he instinctively began to command the overall situation.

"When did this kid learn to drink? He still drank so much!" Shi Guang was also full of disbelief.

Wang Xuechao glanced at the closed elevator and smiled bitterly: "It's a blessing that he still remembers the floor. Otherwise, I don't know where to go!"

The two couldn't help but smile, but the smile was too bitter. The good luck of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School seemed to have come closer, and unexpected things began to happen to them.

First, the players rioted, then the coach resigned, and then the players disappeared collectively. Now, they have never drunk alcohol. Yan Yufeng, who is very calm, fell in his arms, and helped him back to the room like a baby. These bad things came one by one on Wang Xuechao's head, which made him sigh and his misunderstanding, and the unknown in his heart became more and more serious.

The war is imminent and the internal chaos is so chaotic. How should we fight this battle?

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The three of them sat on the bed, and Liuyan looked helplessly at Yan Yufeng who was lying carelessly on the other bed.

Yan Yufeng, who was lying on the bed, was talking nonsense, sometimes shouting loudly: I didn't lie to you, I really didn't lie to you, sometimes cursing someone hatefully, but no matter how the three of them tried their best, they couldn't hear clearly what Yan Yufeng was saying. When they were excited to curse, Yan Yufeng would even beat the bed with his hands. When the three of them stood up nervously and were about to stop it, Yan Yufeng turned around and said something else.

Shi Guang looked at Yan Yufeng who was dreamy on the bed with headache and moaned, "When will he be quiet?"

Both of them shook their heads, and Shang Lin also frowned. Yan Yufeng's current virtues are not in line with the impression in his heart. Some people say that speaking the truth after drinking is to say something, in other words, the true form must be revealed after drinking, and Yan Yufeng's current appearance completely proves how simple and naive he is.

"He seems very sad!" Shang Lin asked.

"I have never seen this before. Maybe he is suffering for what happened today!" Shi Guang analyzed.

"I don't think so. Even if he is wronged, he will not drink it like this. Oh my God, how much did he drink?" Wang Xuechao couldn't help but scream when he saw Yan Yufeng turning over.

Because whenever Yan Yufeng comes over, it must be a clamor. When he is sleeping on his stomach, he is recalling something sweetly. It is like a terrible two-faced person, in the same place, in two ways to express his current feelings.

Sure enough, Yan Yufeng began to mumble something in his mouth, and with his waving hands and feet, the three of them had to grab his hands and feet separately so that he would not kick anything in the room.

After repeated this a few times, Yan Yufeng finally calmed down. After shouting that I wanted to drink water, Wang Xuechao fed him a cup, Yan Yufeng's head and his face calmly entered his sleep.

"Huh!" The three of them finally confirmed that Yan Yufeng was asleep, and they couldn't help but exhale at the same time. Wang Xuechao straightened his waist and wiped his sweat, but saw Shang Lin also wiped his sweat. The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, I didn't expect that when did we coaches become nannies?" Shi Guang was also sweating profusely. To imagine that the brute force he used after getting drunk was not something ordinary could stop.

The three of them had to use their best efforts and keep snacks, for fear of hurting them. It would be strange if they did not let three people over thirty sweat all over their bodies with sweat.

"What must have happened to Yufeng! Otherwise, he won't go to drink!" Wang Xuechao looked at Yan Yufeng who was already snoring and said worriedly.

"Does he have a girlfriend?" Shang Lin asked.

"This is probably not true!" Wang Xuechao and Shi Guang thought for a while and replied hesitantly. For them, at that time, love was still a prohibited item. With their thinking, they still subconsciously looked at the private lives of these teenagers.

"I think it's, at their age, there's probably nothing that makes them so irresistible except this." Shang Lin pondered for a while and came to a conclusion about Yan Yufeng's drunkenness.

Wang Xuechao said with a headache: "Why did this happen again in the eyes of this joint? Where is this?!"
To be continued...