The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

Yu Jue had a short temper to begin with, and he wasn't the type to fawn over people in the workplace. Hearing these people dare to question his teaching attitude, he immediately flew into a rage, disregarding the fact that filming was still ongoing, and said fiercely:

"You don't need to question my attitude! The fact that I've mentored gold medalists is the best proof!"

"I won't say anything about you occupying our training base for filming. But you can't occupy the space outside of designated hours and disrupt our athletes' training, nor can you allow fans to come in and watch, or even fail to maintain order and push our staff and athletes!"

"This is the training base for the Chinese national team, not a place for you to film and have fun!"

Yu Jue's reprimand left the actors present so speechless that they couldn't even lift their heads.

The director next to him had a face as black as the bottom of a pot.

He turned and glanced at the various agents behind him. These celebrities who came to film the variety show were all big-name guests who were extremely popular at the time, and he couldn't afford to offend any of them.

He wouldn't dare make the choice that would lead to his show being attacked by everyone because of a metaphor.

So he glanced at the host, who immediately pulled Yu Jue aside.

The host also adopted a conciliatory attitude:

"Excuse me, Coach Yu, please don't get so emotional. Let's talk this out."

"We all applied to come in for filming and followed the rules. These fans wanted to come in on their own initiative, and we couldn't refuse their sincere wishes."

"And... you smell so strongly of alcohol on you, are you drunk and a little out of control? It's okay, I'll have your colleague take you downstairs to rest right now."

The variety show is currently being broadcast live, and viewers who saw this scene immediately sensed that something was amiss:

"Huh?! In broad daylight, the national team coach is drinking? Shouldn't this be thoroughly investigated?"

"I did a search and found out he's a coach for winter sports, teaching figure skating and ice hockey. No wonder our country's winter sports aren't doing well; there are corrupt officials in the team."

"Heh, did they use all the money allocated from above for food and drink? And now they're throwing a tantrum in public. How can a coach like this possibly produce good students? No wonder so many athletes are overlooked."

Yu Jue was not angry when he heard that he had been slandered.

But he got really angry when he heard these people mocking that winter sports couldn't succeed.

Just as Yu Jue was about to explain, the little guy gripped Yu Jue's hand tightly.

He sensed Yu Jue's anger and the pain hidden deep within his heart.

Yu Jue must be thinking: These people are all compatriots, so why are they directing public opinion towards their own people and hurting these athletes who have been fighting for honor?

The little guy could feel how heartbroken and sad Yu Jue was.

So he pulled Yu Jue back, preventing him from being drawn step by step into the trap set by those people, where he would be doomed forever.

If Yu Jue really gets angry and physically assaults someone in front of so many viewers during the live broadcast, he will definitely be suspended.

Without hesitation, the little guy stood in front of Yu Jue with his tiny body, calmly looking at everyone in front of him:

"The coach is very good. He smells nice and doesn't have the smell of alcohol. He works very hard; he must have worked late again yesterday, because his eyes are red and look like a rabbit's."

"But the coach is a really good rabbit. He'll buy me rice starch sausages, let me spend all my salary card, and pamper my rabbit."

"And he was an exceptionally good jumper, a bronze medalist who retired due to a leg injury—a true hero."

The little guy standing in front of Yu Jue, defending him, made Yu Jue's eyes sting and turn red.

But Yu Jue, still holding back her sobs, couldn't help but want to correct the cub:

"Honey, that's called retiring, not retirement. You'll never retire until your coach has trained you."

The cub turned its head and said seriously, "What if I really am a genius? Dad praises me every day."

"Even if I practice for two weeks and the jump is perfect, the coach can't die. Even if I win a gold medal, the coach can't die. The coach has to live forever!"

The metaphor leaves one speechless, both amused and exasperated.

At this moment, the little guy's sincere defense of the coach's statement, his innocent and childlike words, and his particularly cute face had completely attracted everyone's attention.

When the director saw that the comments section was full of discussions about the cubs, the momentum that the host had started had been easily suppressed by the cubs.

He gritted his teeth, feeling unwilling, while Jieyu's manager next to him was also unwilling.

"Hey, think of something! Our Jieyu should be the main character, right? We can't let this kid who popped up out of nowhere steal Jieyu's thunder!"

"This is being broadcast live. If all these people here don't generate as much buzz as a single child, do you know what the consequences will be!"

The director was extremely anxious as he listened to the pressure Jieyu's agent was putting on him. Looking at the live comments, he could only think of one solution.

If the cubs and Yu Jue are forced to leave the stage, the audience will definitely notice something is wrong.

So the only way now is to attack this kid, ruin his reputation, and let Jieyu step on him to reach a higher level!

The director stopped in his tracks, said a few words to the agent next to him, and the agent immediately picked up the whiteboard in his hand, wrote something down, and then held it up for Jieyu to see.

Jieyu saw the board in the agent's hand and paused for a moment.

He hesitated for a moment before stepping forward and saying to the cub:

"Words are meaningless. If you want to defend Coach Yu Jue, then at least provide evidence. Let us see just how good Coach Yu Jue is."

At this point, even the passersby who loved watching the drama couldn't help but join in the commotion.

"Yeah, yeah, one minute they say they drank, the next they say they didn't. I don't care about that! I just want to see when we can finally bring back a big gold medal!"

"Judging by how strong Yu Jue is, he probably can't even jump properly. How can someone with only a mediocre skill teach students? He's just misleading them! That's why no figure skaters have emerged from his tutelage!"

Yu Jue paused for a moment before deciding to take a step forward.

Although he walks with a slight limp, these people clearly knew he was indeed injured, which is why they dared to make such a suggestion.

However... he cannot let his actions cause misunderstandings about figure skating in China!

Perhaps it really was him who failed to properly manage his athletes...

Yu Jue was prepared to die for his cause, but the cub stood before him once again:

"let me!"

"I'll vouch for the coach!"

"I'm the coach's student, I can replace him!"

Yu Jue: Tears burst out all at once.

The cub turned its head, but instead of receiving praise from Yu Jue, it was met with Yu Jue covering its face, looking as if it dared not look up.