If you have never experienced the failure of success, you cannot understand the pain and sadness.

At the seats of Guannan Academy, Gu Yue and others seemed to have no reaction. It took them a long time to raise their hands and cheer, full of fearful joy.

After Mu Ran helped the supervisor clean up the mess, Lou Cheng returned to the locker room. As soon as he stepped in, he felt an extremely oppressive silence.

Lin Que, who had always been cold and indifferent, was half-naked, sitting on a metal bench. He wrapped his head tightly with the white-bottomed black-edged jacket he had taken off, buried it in his chest, and supported it with his hands, not revealing any gaps. He was silent.

Like a stone sculpture, Chen Changhua stood in the corner, his right hand bleeding, the dented cabinet door in front of him, and he kept growling "how could this happen" and "how could this happen" in his mouth.

Li Mao stood timidly in the center, with his head slightly buried, and kept saying "It's my fault", "It's my fault", "It's my fault" with a painful expression...

Guo Qing and Lin Hua had already burst into tears, sobbing silently.

The huge sadness seemed to be real and hit him hard. Lou Cheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak at all.

"It's my fault" "It's my fault" "It's my fault"... Li Mao's vision was blurred and he kept apologizing, as helpless as a child.

At this moment, he saw a dark shadow beside his feet.

He raised his head blankly and looked up. Old man Shi's old face with few wrinkles appeared blurred in front of his eyes.

"I know I made a mistake, and I will make up for it next year." Old Man Shi said warmly.

Li Mao finally cried and burst into tears:

"Yes, coach!"
Chapter completed!