"coach."

"……coach."

Reggie Walker looked at Lu Yiqi who was busy and tried to make a sound, but this was not an easy task. The tension at the Super Bowl made his throat tighten, and his every move seemed a little restrained, but things were really important, and he had to raise his voice.

"coach!"

Lu Yiqi finally turned around, looked at Walker, and said with his eyes: What's the matter?

Walker quickly said, "Coach, your parents have arrived at the lounge, but your mother said she doesn't want to disturb you in preparation for the game. They are going to go directly to the audience. What do you say..."

Lu Yiqi looked down at his watch. It was just noon, and there were still a few hours before the game started. They had just arrived at the stadium and had not started to warm up yet, so there was still plenty of time. Lu Yiqi was still a little hesitant because he didn't want the work rhythm to be suddenly interrupted.

But after a pause, Lu Yiqi grabbed a detail, "Parents? Are you saying, my father is here too?"

"Yes." Walker nodded and affirmed.

Lu Yiqi's heart suddenly contracted, and his calm mood instantly stirred up storms. He walked forward two steps but retreated again. He stood there blankly for a moment, and then hesitated for a while. Then he was a little confused. The feeling of worrying about gains and losses was fluctuating violently in his chest.

He didn't expect that his father was really here.

Since his rebirth, what he had been looking forward to finally happened, but instead he felt a sense of unreality. The panic of ups and downs made him lose his composure.

But Lu Yiqi still quickly forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath, took another deep breath, and found the focus and focus again with violently vibrated pupils. He clenched his fists secretly, then turned to look at Walker, "I'll go over and come back soon, five minutes, no, three minutes, you ask everyone to change their equipment and warm up."

Speaking of this, Lu Yiqi added, "Don't worry, the matter in the National League final will not happen again." It should have been a joke, but it was dry and tasteless when it said, and it was more like a guarantee.

Walker knew Lu Yiqi enough and smiled, "Coach, I understand. We always believe in you. You can go there quickly."

Walker really knows what kind of mixed feelings he is when facing his family, because today, his mother and sister arrived at the Raymond James Stadium to witness their feat of playing on the Super Bowl stage. Walker himself was also looking forward and nervous.

Lu Yiqi did not have any mother-in-law and walked quickly towards the lounge. His uneasy mood fluctuated up and down with his approaching steps. However, before Lu Yiqi could fully clarify, he could see his parents from afar, and the echoes from the corridor could hear their voices.

“…They have their own rhythm…Don’t bother…”

That should be Jiang Wenjin.

"Mom." Lu Yiqi called out loudly, then quickly stepped forward, and sure enough, he saw his parents leaving the lounge. Jiang Wenjin didn't want their arrival to disturb Lu Yiqi's work, so he refused the staff's own recommendation and prepared to go directly to the audience stand.

But unexpectedly, Lu Yiqi came here much faster than he had imagined.

At first glance, Lu Yiqi could see Lu Jiayan standing next to Jiang Wenjin.

Today, Lu Jiayan appeared in a grand dress and searched out the white shirt and black suits that he kept in the closet. This was the formal suit he cherished the most. Following him all the way from his hometown to here, the suit should be about the same age as Lu Yiqi, and he will only take it out on grand occasions.

Although the suit is very old, it still looks very new because of its proper maintenance, but the style seems a bit out of date. If you go to the VIP room, it can be seamlessly connected, representing a retro trend; but if you enter the audience stands, it will look a little out of place.

In comparison, Jiang Wenjin, who wore black casual clothes and then coated the Green Bay Packer No. 12 jersey, seemed much more adaptable.

"Aqi, you're here specifically." Jiang Wenjin took the initiative to greet him and patted Lu Yiqi on the shoulder. "I know there is still a lot of work to be done before the game. Just go and be busy, just be busy. Don't worry about us. Today we are ordinary fans."

Lu Yiqi smiled at Jiang Wenjin, "It's okay, I'll come and see you and then leave." After pausing, Lu Yiqi looked at Lu Jiayan, "Dad, do you want to go to the VIP room? It will be more comfortable there."

"No, I'll be with your mother." Lu Jiayan's voice was still a little stiff. This was his first time to arrive at the stadium and his first time to appear in his son's workplace. His expression was a little unnatural.

Lu Yiqi did not force it, but just smiled foolishly, "If you have anything, just tell him directly, I have already said hello in advance." Lu Yiqi signaled to the staff standing next to him, who was responsible for guiding the VIPs. He was just now preparing to lead Lu Jiayan and Jiang Wenjin to the audience stands.

Lu Jiayan looked back along Lu Yiqi's gaze, and then he could see the staff member smiling and responding.

Lu Yiqi in the workplace is indeed completely different from what Lu Jiayan is familiar with, which makes him a little unfamiliar.

Jiang Wenjin's voice came from his ears, "Okay, okay, go and do it quickly. You can wait until the game is over before talking about anything. Now we won't bother you." Then, Jiang Wenjin waved his clenched right fist at Lu Yiqi and said a few words "Come on."

Lu Yiqi was about to turn around and leave when he caught Lu Jiayan's slightly hesitant voice, so he looked over.

This excited gaze full of anticipation made Lu Jiayan swallow the words he had come to his mouth again - in fact, he didn't understand what he wanted to say.

After pausing, Lu Jiayan could not say anything after all. He just patted Lu Yiqi's shoulder heavily and patted his broad and thick palms twice. The complex emotions in his eyes still couldn't find a correct way to express them, so he gave up.

After the end, Lu Jiayan turned around and left, as if he was a little embarrassed.

However, such an action fell gently in Lu Yiqi's heart, because he knew that actions were more real than words, which was already very rare for his father. Then he looked at his father's back with his eyes, and the tall and tall back in his memory seemed to have become hunched over.

Lu Yiqi's nose felt a little sour, and the heart that continued to hit his chest seemed to be about to burst out at any time. The emotions of emotion and happiness were intertwined, which made him a little lose his composure.
Chapter completed!