"This is the Roger we all know. Clark, the descendant of a hero we all know...... Of course, we look forward to the day when Roger can achieve greater things than his ancestors......" The host ducked under Clark's unusually stern gaze, and the camera suddenly turned to Jonny, giving him a close-up to avoid the host's embarrassment.

Robert kneaded his palms at this time, and at the end of the event highlights, he kept clenching his fists tightly.

He stared at Johnny on the screen, only to see his son with his eyes downcast, as if he didn't dare to look at the camera. He was still at the end of his development, and Robert couldn't help but muttered in his heart, he could see a few small pimples on Jonny's big close-up face, which were usually unnoticed, which was the breath of youth.

"We looked at last season's roster, and we found that you didn't seem to be a big show as the third substitute for the Sabertooth Tigers." The camera on the screen is cut back to the presenter facing Jonny. "You have such a talent, but you don't get used by the team, can you tell us why?" He handed the microphone to Johnny, who was still with his eyelids down.

"I guess it's not ready...... Jonny said in a hoarse voice, then coughing.

"And what were you doing last year?" The moderator asked.

“…… Studying, observing, training, there are many things I don't understand......" Jonny replied calmly.

"It's also responsible for picking up balls, handing water, collecting towels and ......massaging shoulders for the official players," Roger interjected as he counted his fingers, which made the host's microphone tighten in Jonny's direction again, and the shy interviewee turned his head to look at his friend, showing seriousness: "That's right." He nodded in confirmation.

"Didn't you master all of this in the junior team before? I mean those who don't understand......" the moderator asked curiously.

"I was new to the sport last year...... Jonny explains.

"What...... Last year? You mean you haven't competed before? It's incredible. The host was surprised.

"He's going to be really ball blind, and he doesn't even know the rules." Roger continued to interject.

"Is that really the case? Johnny? The moderator asked.

"Yes." Jonny replied briefly.

"A true beginner? It's unbelievable, your father...... He never taught you, I mean it's just throwing and catching, which most families with boys do......"

The microphone was handed to him again, and this time Jonny looked up at the camera.

"Yes...... He didn't ......," he replied somewhat indifferently.

His eyes and answers hurt Robert in front of the screen, but it was an unmistakable fact.

A part of his heart couldn't help but jump out of defense at this point, and he couldn't help but think of the eyes of young Johnny, those unfocused, unfocused...... While the doctor was helplessly spreading his hands, Joanna was sobbing incessantly, Steven. Taylor looked at him with a confused but sympathetic look...... With such a broken childhood, how did he become an ordinary father?

But you left, Robert...... The other part of his heart jumped out and tore at him as always, and those condemning voices turned into Joanna and Jonny's indifferent faces...... You abandoned them and left alone, and that is a culpable crime......

He leaned back in his chair, feeling a tendon in his forehead throb.

"It's amazing that the Sabertooth Tiger has been able to achieve such a great result this year, Jonny, do you think that has anything to do with your rapid growth?"

“…… Yes, I want to ......" Jonny lowered his eyelids. "But if it's precise, it's about the overall growth of the team...... I mean offense and defense, that's the sport itself, we're a unit, on the pitch, every player is the executor of a specific tactic, we do our job, we do our best, then the results improve. ”

"This is indeed a Jaime. Ronins answers. The host was joking, and Jonny was at a loss. So let's talk about your next goal, Jonny. He handed the microphone.

"What's next?" The interviewee still seemed to be in a trance.

"Of course it's 'Wheat Cup', stupid!" Roger. Clark's voice came from outside the frame.

"Oh yes, 'The Wheat Cup.'" Jonny nodded hurriedly.

The screen shrunk and cut back to the studio of the "Event", the host Lu An seemed to have a residual smile on the corner of his mouth, he put on a serious face again, and nodded to the live host in the small screen to show respect.

"Thank you, Jimmy, for the great coverage in the cold Unyielding City." After the small screen was cut off, he began to comment to the guests at the two tables in a relaxed tone.

"Oh, is Wheat Cup the next target for the Sabertooth Tiger? Newton's team has a long history, but it has never won such an award, what do you think about this under Kevin's guidance? ”

"After winning this game, there is no doubt that their chances of winning the final trophy have improved a lot." The guest with data glasses on his right hand commented.

"Let's not jump to conclusions, Kevin." Another bald guest across from him immediately retorted: "Admittedly, in Jonny. With Kent's stellar play, the Sabertooth Tigers are now the league's sweethearts, but don't forget that there are still traditional powerhouses like Kershawn Ground Survey, Gulwig High School and Northland High School in the quarterfinals......"

"Johnson, wait." The host, Lyrian, stopped him. "You mean Ke Shaowen's geological exploration? The other team in the Polar Circle who was beaten by the Sabertooth Tigers by 18 points? They are strong in defense and weak in attack, known as the shield of the league, but they were beaten into a sieve in the game......"

“…… Well, that's a bad example, I'll admit, a ball game in high school, anything can happen. The bald guest said to himself. Johnny. No one can argue with Kent being a rising star, but if, as he said, he was a rookie last year, he is going to lead the team to the Wheatley Cup this year, it's a myth. I'm talking about continuity, injuries and mentality, and no one can adjust everything to perfection in a year......"

"17 games in a row, Johnson, isn't that continuous?" Ryan smiled and tapped her fingers on the table to remind him.

"All I can say is that everything remains to be seen, this is not a typical road ......" The bald head was a little embarrassed, but still holding on.