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244 Half-step concession

Recently, Jiang Wenjin always recalled that when Lu Yiqi was still in elementary school, he came to a strange environment and could not make friends. However, he was not afraid or afraid, but actively integrated into local life. He came back from school every day and acted as a teacher to help the couple learn English.

Later, when he joined the rugby team, he always had scars of all sizes on his body. When Jiang Wenjin helped to deal with it, he was both upset and distressed, but Lu Yiqi did not forget to comfort her and said, "Scars are the medal of the Warriors! What's more, every time he had his mother help to deal with it, I didn't feel any pain at all."

I don’t know who will help him deal with Lu Yiqi if he is injured now.

"……What's wrong?"

Lu Jiayan's voice came from his ears, interrupting Jiang Wenjin's thoughts. She hurriedly cleaned up her embarrassment, "Whose text message? Why are you so ecstasy?" Lu Jiayan noticed Jiang Wenjin's actions. Although he was unclear, he still gave a bold guess: the text message is the reason.

Jiang Wenjin cleared her throat and was originally planning to hide the news, but recalling the argument two months ago, she decided to show up to the truth. "Archi led the team to the championship game, which was held in San Antonio this weekend, and he invited us to watch the game live. I want to go."

"What? Cough. What are you talking about?" Lu Jiayan was thrown out of control and couldn't react. He was choked and coughed.

Jiang Wenjin lowered his eyes and said to himself, "Aqi's team has achieved a complete victory in the season. Now many people know Archie's name. He has proved his strength and ability. Maybe... I mean, who knows? Maybe he can really make a fortune?"

"You have been following Archie's news?" Lu Jiayan captured different information.

Jiang Wenjin did not answer, which was equivalent to a default.

Lu Jiayan wanted to get angry, but he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, "I thought we had reached a consensus, this would not work..."

"But now Archie has done it." Jiang Wenjin interrupted Lu Jiayan's words, "Aqi is fighting alone outside. He really has a place in the team and has led the team to make a comeback. He has proved his ability and can succeed even as a coach."

Lu Jiayan was a little angry and helpless, "Do you know how difficult this matter is. Although Archie has achieved some results now, is there a team willing to hire him as the head coach? No! Here, we yellow-skinned people are outsiders, and even those black people discriminate against us. Think about it, black people may still encounter discrimination now, let alone us?"

"Indeed, Archie may have achieved some results now, but in the eyes of those people, he is just a burst of points and gimmick, just like a circus, the monkeys are very good, and the audience will applaud him; but how many people are really willing to be friends with monkeys?"

Lu Jiayan still has many words to say, but in the end he has all held back. Similar quarrels have happened too many times. Take a deep breath, "Aqi needs to understand that unless someone is willing to hire him as the head coach, he will never have the chance to stand out and prove himself!"

The familiar dialogue really happened too many times, and it was repeated over and over again, just like in a maze. They no longer had the energy, as if they were the same every time, the same topic, the same content, the same viewpoint, and the same result in the end. There was no change.

"Sports, I know, speaking with strength, as long as you can win, it is the truth. No one cares about age or race. But the problem is that before winning, you need to fight for the opportunity to play. If the team is not even willing to give the opportunity to stand on the field, then how can you win?"

"This is the problem Archie needs to face: no one is willing to give Archie a chance, so how can he prove himself?"

Lu Jiayan also had a breath of turbid air blocked his chest and could not be vomited out. It was because he knew how difficult the road was, and it was not enough to describe it. It was simply a difficult choice to climb to the sky. That was why he opposed it so fiercely. How could he want to see the child get hurt?

When the day is really hit and the deathbed and desperate, what should Lu Yiqi do? If he missed the best opportunity to find a job smoothly and adapt to society, where should Lu Yiqi's future go?

Looking at his wife with tears in his eyes, Lu Jiayan was also full of bitterness. All his anger turned into annoyance of regret. "A kind mother is defeated! If you can't stand your position, he will ignite hope. Then you will only fall even worse. Don't you understand?"

"But what if he succeeds?" Jiang Wenjin also had a tenacity in her bones. Otherwise, she would not have followed Lu Jiayan across the ocean to work hard.

"Impossible!" Lu Jiayan said firmly, "I have lived all my life and have never seen anything? How could I not know? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"But what if he succeeded?" Jiang Wenjin still said the same sentence stubbornly, "What if he really becomes the head coach? Are you willing to support him?"

Lu Jiayan was speechless for a moment, looking at his paranoid wife, shook his head depressedly, "Aqi just lets you do it. That sex is like a man bull. After making a decision, he can't get it back no matter how hard he decides. Only after he actually hits the wall will he be willing to give up."

"I don't know who came to my house to propose marriage for two consecutive months. My father took a broom to drive people away." Jiang Wenjin muttered to himself. The voice was not loud, but it was particularly clear in the narrow living room.

Lu Jiayan widened his eyes and looked at his wife fiercely, but then he felt shyness and embarrassment, and he couldn't stand up and took a step towards the bathroom.

The sound of water covered up the restraint.

Jiang Wenjin sat on the sofa in the living room, his eyes fell on his phone, pressed the button again, the screen lighted up again, read the text message carefully, and asked loudly, "Are we really not going to the championship game this weekend?"

"Don't the store need to be taken care of? We both left, who came to see the store? Then we spent money in vain and ran to another city just to watch a game? That's something that rich people do. You really dislike the burning wallet, so you might as well have a big meal and at least feel something."

Lu Jiayan's words came from the bathroom in a depressed manner.

Jiang Wenjin didn't say anything more, but his eyes were still reluctant to leave the phone screen, and he just stared at it quietly for a long time.
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