He was a little depressed in the whole interview. This was a real depressed, not only a mental blow, but also what his agent just said to him...

He has been told by several sponsors and manufacturers that they will suspend sponsorship of Bolt after the end of this year.

Some even signed betting agreements similar to those of betting, because they did not win the Olympic championship, all Bolt's endorsement treaties were invalidated.

Rough estimate.

Bolt is going to lose about $20 million here.

That's a real 20 million, or a dollar.

Do you think Bolt can't hurt?

Can you be happy now? Not to mention football, even if you give him a gold brick, you can't be happy in front of $20 million, it's all drizzle.

The entire interview with Bolt was very deserted because Bolt was physically priced, and in the field of track and field, you won all, you enjoy everything, you lose nothing, in fact, these reporters came here to see Bolt's performance. Will he be angry and make a big news by the way.

As for how he feels, it has nothing to do with them.

Damn it!

Bolt returned to the hotel. Because there were very few people interviewing him, he quickly ended the interview. On the contrary, Blake was still there and had not come back yet.

Mills was with him, after all, both of them were his disciples.

For him, whoever wins the championship is the champion coach.

Even he can teach an athlete who defeats Bolt, which can better reflect his coaching ability.

Bolt looked at Mills on the screen at this time.

Praise Blake.

Even said-

I think his future may hit a new world record.

In this case, it usually belonged to Bolt before.

Bolt looked.

Suddenly I felt like my beloved thing was stolen.

Although this feeling is strange to describe, it is indeed such an emotion.

It was like someone you loved the most, and the item was suddenly pried away by someone else.

Not a broken heart.

It's better than a broken heart.

Bolt looked and even pinched his fingers red.

Because there are no lights or curtains in the room, only TVs, and Bolt's specific expression cannot be seen.

The side shadows made by the TV.

It's hard to say whether it's whether Bolt's face has brighter or darker.

...

That night, Bolt found Mills.

Knocked on Mills' door.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

Although the sound is not loud, it is obviously a bit rapid.

"What's wrong? Yusen, although there is no competition tomorrow, don't stay up too late. You really have to learn Yushen in this regard, he will go to bed at the right time."

Bolt's mouth twitched.

Mills never talked about his aspect in the past.

Although Bolt also believes that he is not very self-disciplined in doing this, he always regards this as his own special capital, and seems to be a genius who is different from ordinary people.

But now...

He also had to face this reality.

You are no longer an invincible champion.

Then many of the things you were originally indulged will definitely not be indulged again now.

Not to mention the track and field, this is the case.

"coach."

"What? Is there anything else?" Mills asked with his eyes raised. Although he asked that, you can see that he did not intend to close the door.

It seems like waiting for something.

But Bolt's mood now cannot detect these details.

"I……"

Bolt heard that inside the TV in Mills' room, it seemed that today's 200-meter race was being played back.

Bolt heard the voice of the live commentator very clearly in this quiet environment.

"Yusion Bolt lost!"

"Bolt was double killed in London!"

"He is no longer invincible, no longer the black lightning that no one can match!"

"Oh, by the way, what is black lightning? In the London bowl, there is no lightning, and we don't conduct electricity here."

Bolt listened, and the veins on his forehead suddenly raised a little. Mills noticed Bolt's expression, but still said nothing, just watched quietly.

Bolt actually knew that this was the job of a commentator, and he should brag about whoever won the championship.

When they won the championship, didn’t these commentators blow themselves to the sky?

But he is now...

It sounds uncomfortable.

Very uncomfortable.

My whole body is very thorny.

"I……"

Mills looked at it, although he placed his hand on the door handle, he had not closed the door.

"I don't want to lose anymore."

"Well, then?" Mills said.

"I don't want to lose to them anymore."

"Well, then," Mills continued.

"I……"

"I want to win!"

Bolt finally raised his head as he spoke, looking straight at Mills, with a little redness in his eyes.

"Anyway, Mr. Mills, let me win, let me be the winner again!"

"As long as I can do this, I will do anything!"

"You can do whatever you want me to do!"

"I don't want to lose anymore!"

After listening to it, Mills showed joy as quickly as he imagined as he imagined by the movie, and then poured a wave of chicken soup for the soul. Instead, his eyes were fixed on Bolt, his voice was clear and light, neither high nor low, and he could not hear much emotion.

"Yusion, do you think you can do these words?"

Mills' rhetorical question seemed to be a little unbelievable.

Of course, considering Bolt's self-discipline in training performance over the years, there is no problem with this remarkable question.

But at this time, it was equivalent to increasing the investment, which stimulated Bolt's nerves.

Bolt looked at Mills, clenched his fists, and nodded almost viciously.

"Yes! I can do it too, too!"

"good."

When Mills heard this, he had a rough idea in his heart, and on the surface he still had little emotional ups and downs, "Okay, have a good rest, don't play too late today."

"I won't play anymore," Bolt said. "Yuhan, he can sleep now, so can I."

After saying that, Bolt left with anger.

It can be seen that although he came to ask Mills.

But he felt a little uncomfortable about Mills no longer favoring himself so much, and even being neutral.
To be continued...