Every day is suffering, every day, every hour, every moment.

I feel tortured because of the expectation, but I am also full of fighting spirit because of the expectation.

Before actually entering the NFL, Mike will definitely continue to suffer like this. As long as the draft has not started and as long as he has not officially joined the team, Mike will not be able to feel at ease and he will not be able to find peace.

Mike will use all his energy in training, because he has no games to play, and the highest level of competition he can be exposed to is the team training game.

Moreover, training matches within the team do not happen every day. Once every three days is good. But every time there is a training match, Mike must seize the opportunity to express himself, because he cannot get rid of the anxiety in his heart and the deep-rooted desire.

fear.

What if he doesn’t perform well and gets waived by the Raiders?

Thinking about this, Mike might go crazy, but in order to prevent himself from going crazy, he had already started taking medicine.

Take anti-anxiety drugs and drugs that will not cause your emotions to explode. Only in this way, Mike will not be destroyed by his emotions and can vent his energy and anxiety in training and competition. .??.

So now Mike is really a beast, a beast that is extremely hungry and eager to find food. The whistle blows, and according to the quarterback's tactics, Mike retreats quickly.

The quarterback has to wait for the running back to get rid of the entanglement and then throw a long pass. This is an ability that the team urgently needs to improve. Training games naturally require targeted training content.

But this tactic requires the quarterback to have a safe space for a long enough time without worrying about being knocked down by the opponent's tackle.

So this tactic is based on whether Mike can protect the quarterback.

Mike took small steps and moved laterally to intercept his team's main tackle.

The tackle was wearing a helmet, but his face couldn't help but be filled with fear, so he put his feet back and subconsciously slowed down. With a muffled sound, Mike bumped into him with his shoulder, and then his competitor flew up in the air.

He flew out with an exaggerated gesture.

Then Mike turned around, rushed towards his teammates who were avoiding him, rushed up from behind, picked up his teammates from the waist, and threw them away without falling together.

Then Mike made a flying dive, and his helmet hit the back of a tackle, but he tilted his head and rolled to the ground with the target.

Three people were knocked down in a flash, and Mike quickly got up. Until now, there was still no one in front of the quarterback, and he could pass the ball far away without any interference.

After the ball was passed, Mike breathed a sigh of relief, and then he raised his hand habitually, waiting for the quarterback to give him a high five. This scene has almost become a fixed part of the intra-team game, so much so that no one wants to do it now.

I had a confrontation training with Mike. I fought against all the invincible players in the world, but I had no choice but to fight against my teammates.

But it’s almost over. The draft is about to start. It’s time to get out. This should be the last training game before the draft. Applause rang out in the distance, and there was an unbridled whistle.

Applause is rarely heard now because everyone is used to it, so Mike was a little curious, and then he turned his head and looked.

Just taking a look, Mike's eyes widened in surprise because he saw three people.

Mike was extremely shocked. He took off his helmet and wiped his eyes to confirm that the person in the wheelchair was him.

After seeing the boss, I couldn't help but start running.

The coach didn't say anything and ran off the field without authorization, but he was asking for trouble, but Mike couldn't bear it. It wasn't that he didn't care about it now, he didn't think about it at all.

Running up to Gao Guang in one breath, Mike said angrily: "What's wrong with your leg? Farke! What's wrong with your leg?" Gao Guang's leg was broken, but Mike never knew.

"Hi, Mike!"

The head coach is indeed dissatisfied with Mike's performance. Although the highlight is right next to him, and although Mike is their treasure, the coach's authority still needs to be defended.

The head coach pointed at Mike and said sternly: "Did you ask for permission before leaving the field?"

Mike looked at the head coach, something was wrong in his eyes, so Gao Guang knew that his appearance had a bad impact, so he immediately gave Mike a hard look.

Mike is not stupid. When he saw Gao Guang's eyes, he immediately understood the meaning of Gao Guang.

"I'm sorry, coach, I'm very sorry. I saw my boss in a wheelchair and he was a little panicked."

What the coach wanted was an attitude, and he was quite satisfied with Mike's attitude, so he nodded and said: "Well, okay, no wonder you are nervous, okay, you guys go and have a chat, go ahead."

If you want to chat, go aside. The coach is not unreasonable. Mike immediately looked at Gao Guang and said impatiently: "What's going on? What's wrong with your leg?"

"This way."

Gao Guang didn't sit in his electric wheelchair, so it was Lola who was pushing the wheelchair now.

Walking toward the locker room along the edge of the court, Gao Guang smiled and said: "I have a broken leg. It will be fine in a while." "Why didn't you tell me!"

"What's the use of telling you, I'm fine, I'm almost fine."

This made him even more uncomfortable. He couldn't help but look at Riccardo next to him, and finally said: "How did it break?" "It fell. I jumped out of the plane, hit a tree, and fell."

Went down and broke a leg."

Gao Guang didn't mind bragging in front of his brothers, not to mention he was telling the truth. After telling Mike the situation while gesticulating with his hands and dancing, Mike wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered: "I'll be here with you."

I won’t break my leg.”

Gao Guang wanted to take a photo of Mike, but seeing that his whole body was wet with sweat, he decisively gave up the idea. "Okay, it's all over. My leg is almost healed."

Gao Guang looked disapproving. He smiled at Mike and said: "Now it is rare for me to have time to take a vacation, so I came to see you and accompany you through the difficult period before the draft. I heard that you have been under a lot of pressure recently? You are often on the court.

Any dangerous moves?"

Mike shook his head, but after thinking for a moment, he nodded again and whispered: "I'm a little too stressed. I know there shouldn't be a problem, but I can't control myself."

"Don't work too hard. Give yourself a break these days and have some fun with me. When the draft is over and you officially become a member of the Raiders, you will naturally relax."

Gao Guang understood why Mike was nervous, so he wouldn't blame Mike for anything. But after Mike took a long breath of relief, he whispered: "How is the company? Everything is going well."

"Oh, talking about the company, you may have missed something."

The smile on Gao Guang's face became heavier, and he said proudly: "We have established an airline and cargo company. The airport is in Djibouti, with six medium-sized transport aircraft and four helicopters. We are the only arms dealer.

, super awesome, super lavish.”

Using exaggerated movements unique to black people, Mike opened his arms, jumped up, spun around in a circle, and said urgently: "An airline was established in such a short time? How did you do it?"

"Robbed."

Gao Guang said triumphantly: "Besides robbing, what other way to get a bunch of planes? I robbed them from Ethiopia." "Brother, you robbed a country!"

Mike was shocked, with a look of envy on his face, and said with admiration: "You are still awesome, boss, you are really awesome. iL

Gao Guang happily accepted Mike's compliment, and then he said enthusiastically: "Everything is on track. Their zero-yuan purchase business of bottle caps is booming. Our arms business is even more powerful. I will take it from now on."

A batch of arms imported from Poland was sent to Iraq, where they were all distributed and changed hands for more than 100 million. Now no one dares to reach out to us. Everything goes smoothly and the money naturally falls into their pockets."

After finishing speaking, Gao Guang looked at Mike and said seriously: "Man, let me say this responsibly, you won't make as much money as a player if you stay in the company, so don't regret it."

Mike laughed from the bottom of his heart.

"I don't regret it. I don't play for money. Besides, if I want to become a big star, I can earn tens of millions a year." Mike doesn't play for money, or it's not just for money anymore, but for a dream.

But it's still important to let Mike know everyone is okay.

The cruelty and ferocity that Mike occasionally displayed on the court went far beyond the scope of sports competition. Gao Guang knew why Mike was doing this. In addition to waiting for the draft and waiting for the moment when his dream came true, Mike was still worried about the battlefield.

Those people above.

So Gao Guang came here to show off just to show off? No, he wanted to make Mike feel at ease and pursue his dream with peace of mind.

Mike spoke very easily and smiled happily, but Gao Guang said unceremoniously: "I make at least several hundred million a year, and the best thing is that I don't have to go into battle personally in the future. Man, now I am successful and famous, every day

You can tell me how happy you are when you can make millions while lying in bed."

Mike was very surprised and said: "Really? You don't have to work anymore?" "Have you ever seen that big boss who has to deal with things personally?"

Gao Guang still said proudly: "Leon handles the arms business. The road has been paved. Just maintain the current business. We have recruited ten new people to help Leon. Why do we need to go into battle in person? Bottle Cap

The business now employs dozens of people, and I don’t have to step in. Hey, thinking about my future life will be boring. I have to start learning to play golf.”

Mike looked at Gao Guang's legs, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "It won't have any impact.

Well, I mean, you won’t be lame, right?”

"Of course not. It will take at most three months to be completely healed, and I will be able to run and jump again by then."

Finally, he couldn't help but slapped Mike's leg hard. It felt like he was hitting a marble table. While Gao Guang regretted using too much force, he said seriously: "I will have plenty of time to watch your games in the future.

Listen, adjust your mentality, take the medicine when it's time to take it, and don't let your emotions get out of control!"

Mike nodded and said in a deep voice: "I'm eating."

Gao Guang's train of thought was interrupted. He was stunned for a moment, and then said: "That's good. Don't work too hard in training in the future. Don't hurt your teammates, let alone yourself. Your career is long, so don't hurt yourself.

He became a glass man."

Mike nodded heavily and said seriously: "Yes, I know, I remember it, I won't be so nervous in the future."

Gao Guang said with a smile: "Okay, let's go change clothes. We'll wait for you outside. You'll treat me to dinner tonight. I have to relax and have some fun."

Mike understood, and he immediately said: "Is your leg OK? Don't worry, I will find the best one for you. I know a good place, somewhere."

Looking at Laura, Mike hesitated, and then he finally said: "There are good handsome guys everywhere, well, if you need them."

This was said to Laura, but Laura didn't understand.

Fortunately, Laura didn't understand, and Riccardo had already started to wink at Mike desperately.

Mike glanced at Riccardo, and then said very proudly: "I invite, I invite them all, everyone comes, I cover them all!"

Gao Guang said in a low voice: "Well, you know Laura. Now she is my girlfriend. I just want to ask if there are any places in Las Vegas that are suitable for couples to go there. There should be some, right?"

Mike's eyes almost popped out of his head. He looked at Laura and then at the highlight. His face was filled with the words "incredible" and "Are you crazy?" and the words "Are you stupid?" were written on his face.

A seedling in ten thousand acres of fertile land, guarding a vast primeval forest, was hung on a tree called Laura. Even though he was worth hundreds of millions, even though he was young and promising, Gao Guang basically said goodbye to the life of feasting and feasting.

Thinking of this, Gao Guang wanted to find Otto who was hiding somewhere, and stab him several times to vent his anger.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Otto tied Gao Guang to the tree in just three words and could not get down. So Gao Guang could only say again: "Is there such a place?"

Mike suddenly understood what Riccardo's look meant. While he was annoyed at his own slowness, his brain was running rapidly, and then he finally spoke out the thoughts he had been holding back.

"Boss, you can't do it without me by your side now. How about I help you find a commando? Find someone bigger than me and wear a body armor to protect you."

He wanted to change the subject, but Mike's mind was not particularly bright in this regard, and the only topics he could find in a hurry were those that had been carefully considered.
Chapter completed!