I Came, I Saw, I Conquered!

Volume 1: I Came, I Saw, I Conquered! Chapter 34: A Humble Championship Parade

Clang!

Coach Stevens chuckled to himself and walked to Zhang Yu's office door, only to find Zhang Yu half-reclined in his chair, snoring softly. He turned sideways, scanning everyone behind him, his voice low:

Micah Shulsbury quickly looked around and waved his hands nervously:

Whoosh!

"Make the stage a bit higher, have more speakers, and have more people join the parade. That's all," Coach Stevens said calmly. Although it was called a "Championship Parade," it was essentially just a small celebration, as the Bulldogs had only won the league championship.

"Did none of the 'big shots' from the board of directors show up?"

"You stayed up late watching game film again! I should have opened the window and let you catch the flu. Then we'll see if you dare stay up all night..."

Zhang Yu walked to the podium, cleared his throat, and his voice, amplified by the microphone, spread across the lawn outside Hinkle Fieldhouse, capturing the attention of all the fans. The crowd gradually quieted down.

"You forgot? We have a championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready," Stephen explained while tying his tie.

This was Indiana, a land of both passion and tradition. Although located in the north, the traditional white power here was very strong.

Crack!

He had grown accustomed to this kind of treatment since high school. Louis, on the other hand, waved enthusiastically as if people were watching him, which made Stephen feel both amused and exasperated.

Coach Stevens chuckled to himself and walked to Zhang Yu's office door, only to find Zhang Yu half-reclined in his chair, snoring softly.

Seeing Zhang Yu's apparent disappointment, Coach Stevens burst into laughter.

Stephen chuckled, shrugged, and put on a proud expression, eliciting laughter from the crowd before standing with his teammates.

"Jokes aside," Zhang Yu said seriously, "last night we defeated Indiana State. Honestly, I've had enough of those guys for a while. What's there to brag about? They just had Larry Bird, and after The Big Bird entered the NBA, they never made it to the NCAA finals again!"

Clang!

"It's okay, I just didn't expect you to praise me. Did an alien possess you?" Louis was woken from his sleep by a not-too-loud but persistent noise. He struggled to turn over, opened his blurry eyes, glanced at the watch by his pillow, and said with dissatisfaction:

Clang!

"Jokes aside," Zhang Yu said seriously, "last night we defeated Indiana State. Honestly, I've had enough of those guys for a while. What's there to brag about? They just had Larry Bird, and after The Big Bird entered the NBA, they never made it to the NCAA finals again!"

Louis was woken from his sleep by a not-too-loud but persistent noise. He struggled to turn over, opened his blurry eyes, glanced at the watch by his pillow, and said with dissatisfaction: "Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

Micah Shulsbury quickly looked around and waved his hands nervously:

The two put on their clothes, found a bag of bread, and quickly ate to fill their stomachs before heading out to Hinkle Fieldhouse.

"You all should recognize me, right? There are many Chinese students at Butler, but there's probably only me who can stand by the bench and yell at your star players."

The two put on their clothes, found a bag of bread, and quickly ate to fill their stomachs before heading out to Hinkle Fieldhouse.

Coach Stevens nudged Zhang Yu, who showed a faint smile.

Stephen, who was getting dressed, restrained his movements. He stood in front of the mirror, meticulously adjusting his clothes. After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

"Did none of the 'big shots' from the board of directors show up?"

In the hearts of Americans, March Madness was the true beginning of the NCAA season each year. The regular season and playoffs of various leagues before that were just appetizers. Fans were excited not so much for winning the championship, but for seeing their team enter March Madness.

"You actually believe that? If Butler wins the championship, the entire Indianapolis will be in an uproar. The last time a university from Indiana won was twenty years ago. We'll become city heroes!"

"Huh, it seems we haven't even made it to the finals yet, have we?" Laughter erupted from the crowd.

Zhang Yu raised the championship trophy on the podium high. The players behind him gathered around, placing their hands on it and shouting loudly:

"What time did we go to bed last night?" Louis's consciousness gradually cleared. "Wasn't it around 1 AM? Why are you up so early?"

Clang!

He waited for a moment before speaking.

He had grown accustomed to this kind of treatment since high school. Louis, on the other hand, waved enthusiastically as if people were watching him, which made Stephen feel both amused and exasperated.

"The team just won the league championship, and they didn't even come to the championship parade!"

Zhang Yu was the first to ascend the stage, followed by the coaching staff and players, and finally the basketball operations department led by Micah Shulsbury.

"What time did we go to bed last night?" Louis's consciousness gradually cleared. "Wasn't it around 1 AM? Why are you up so early?"

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

"But, please forget about March Madness today, because... we are the champions!"

"Make the stage a bit higher, have more speakers, and have more people join the parade. That's all," Coach Stevens said calmly.

Louis was naturally one of them. He and Stephen didn't get back to the dorm until 12:30 AM. After a quick wash, they didn't get into bed until 1 AM.

"Here come our heroes."

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

They would parade around the campus, and this simple yet passionate championship celebration would conclude.

Coach Stevens nudged Zhang Yu, who showed a faint smile.

Laughter erupted from the crowd.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

"Get lost!"

"You forgot? We have a championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready," Stephen explained while tying his tie.

He paused, and his brow suddenly furrowed.

Zhang Yu held the trophy for a while, then turned and walked down. Everyone behind him followed, and the fans cheered and surrounded them.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

"Alright, Brad, we're champions, cheer up," Zhang Yu said comfortingly.

He went upstairs and saw that Zhang Yu's office door was ajar. He had taken out the suit he hadn't worn since the freshman orientation ceremony and meticulously tidied it up, preparing for today's championship parade.

Zhang Yu looked back and saw Stephen, smiling, "Before the season started, many people didn't have high hopes for the Bulldogs, or for my coaching, or for Stephen. But now, the facts prove they were wrong. I don't want to say too much, because the Bulldogs' journey has just begun. Please look forward to our performance in March Madness." He continued.

He had taken out the suit he hadn't worn since the freshman orientation ceremony and meticulously tidied it up, preparing for today's championship parade.

"Get lost!"

Coach Stevens nudged Zhang Yu, who showed a faint smile.

The two arrived at Hinkle Fieldhouse. A stage had been set up overnight. Zhang Yu and Coach Stevens were already there, chatting under a tree, surrounded by other coaching staff and some Bulldogs players.

As the sun rose higher, more and more people gathered outside Hinkle Fieldhouse. The Bulldogs finally had their full team assembled.

"But, please forget about March Madness today, because... we are the champions!"

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

As the morning sun rose, casting a faint red glow over the entire campus, it was March, and the weather was no longer as cold, with only a hint of coolness filling the lungs with each breath.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

The usually quiet Butler campus was exceptionally noisy today, with many students already out and about.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on. "You're here early..."

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing him with only a few basketball operations coordinators, Coach Stevens raised an eyebrow.

Many of them were still celebrating wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse last night. They probably didn't get to sleep until late, but they still got up early to participate in the championship parade.

The laughter from the crowd grew louder. Some male students whistled, and the players and coaches on stage all smiled.

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

Zhang Yu raised the championship trophy on the podium high. The players behind him gathered around, placing their hands on it and shouting loudly.

For a small school like Butler, the university team often played supporting roles in various competitions. This year, the Bulldogs had won the Horizon League championship with an unstoppable momentum, greatly igniting the students' enthusiasm.

"Boss, Coach Stevens, you're here quite early."

Zhang Yu looked back and saw Stephen, smiling, "Before the season started, many people didn't have high hopes for the Bulldogs, or for my coaching, or for Stephen. But now, the facts prove they were wrong. I don't want to say too much, because the Bulldogs' journey has just begun. Please look forward to our performance in March Madness." He continued.

Coach Stevens nudged Zhang Yu, who showed a faint smile.

The most important reason, of course, was that it was Sunday. Otherwise, few students would dare skip class to attend the celebration.

He knew that the conservative faction of the board still didn't think he could lead the team far, or rather, they were unwilling to see a person of color triumphant after winning a championship.

Zhang Yu walked to the podium, cleared his throat, and his voice, amplified by the microphone, spread across the lawn outside Hinkle Fieldhouse, capturing the attention of all the fans. The crowd gradually quieted down.

They would parade around the campus, and this simple yet passionate championship celebration would conclude.

Stephen, who was getting dressed, restrained his movements. He stood in front of the mirror, meticulously adjusting his clothes.

The usually quiet Butler campus was exceptionally noisy today, with many students already out and about.

He waited for a moment before speaking.

Clang!

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Zhang Yu saw this familiar scene and felt as if he had returned to his past life, watching a Warriors game.

As the morning sun rose, casting a faint red glow over the entire campus, it was March, and the weather was no longer as cold, with only a hint of coolness filling the lungs with each breath.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

He had grown accustomed to this kind of treatment since high school. Louis, on the other hand, waved enthusiastically as if people were watching him, which made Stephen feel both amused and exasperated.

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Zhang Yu saw this familiar scene and felt as if he had returned to his past life, watching a Warriors game.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on. "Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

The usually quiet Butler campus was exceptionally noisy today, with many students already out and about.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on. "You're here early..."

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing him with only a few basketball operations coordinators, Coach Stevens raised an eyebrow.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Zhang Yu saw this familiar scene and felt as if he had returned to his past life, watching a Warriors game.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on. "Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

The usually quiet Butler campus was exceptionally noisy today, with many students already out and about.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on. "You're here early..."

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing him with only a few basketball operations coordinators, Coach Stevens raised an eyebrow.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

Zhang Yu raised the championship trophy on the podium high. The players behind him gathered around, placing their hands on it and shouting loudly.

"Huh, it seems we haven't even made it to the finals yet, have we?"

"Did none of the 'big shots' from the board of directors show up?"

In the hearts of Americans, March Madness was the true beginning of the NCAA season each year. The regular season and playoffs of various leagues before that were just appetizers. Fans were excited not so much for winning the championship, but for seeing their team enter March Madness.

This was Indiana, a land of both passion and tradition. Although located in the north, the traditional white power here was very strong.

Stephen, who was getting dressed, restrained his movements. He stood in front of the mirror, meticulously adjusting his clothes.

The usually quiet Butler campus was exceptionally noisy today, with many students already out and about.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on.

"You forgot? We have a championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready," Stephen explained while tying his tie.

Coach Stevens nudged Zhang Yu, who showed a faint smile.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

"I told you, it makes sense that NBA champions get a city parade, why shouldn't NCAA champions?" Zhang Yu laughed.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on.

"You forgot? We have a championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready," Stephen explained while tying his tie.

The two arrived at Hinkle Fieldhouse. A stage had been set up overnight. Zhang Yu and Coach Stevens were already there, chatting under a tree, surrounded by other coaching staff and some Bulldogs players.

The two put on their clothes, found a bag of bread, and quickly ate to fill their stomachs before heading out to Hinkle Fieldhouse.

"It's okay, I just didn't expect you to praise me. Did an alien possess you?"

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Zhang Yu saw this familiar scene and felt as if he had returned to his past life, watching a Warriors game.

As the morning sun rose, casting a faint red glow over the entire campus, it was March, and the weather was no longer as cold, with only a hint of coolness filling the lungs with each breath.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Zhang Yu saw this familiar scene and felt as if he had returned to his past life, watching a Warriors game.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on. "Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

The usually quiet Butler campus was exceptionally noisy today, with many students already out and about.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on. "You're here early..."

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing him with only a few basketball operations coordinators, Coach Stevens raised an eyebrow.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

Zhang Yu raised the championship trophy on the podium high. The players behind him gathered around, placing their hands on it and shouting loudly.

"Huh, it seems we haven't even made it to the finals yet, have we?"

"Did none of the 'big shots' from the board of directors show up?"

In the hearts of Americans, March Madness was the true beginning of the NCAA season each year. The regular season and playoffs of various leagues before that were just appetizers. Fans were excited not so much for winning the championship, but for seeing their team enter March Madness.

This was Indiana, a land of both passion and tradition. Although located in the north, the traditional white power here was very strong.

Stephen, who was getting dressed, restrained his movements. He stood in front of the mirror, meticulously adjusting his clothes.

The usually quiet Butler campus was exceptionally noisy today, with many students already out and about.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on.

"You forgot? We have a championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready," Stephen explained while tying his tie.

Coach Stevens nudged Zhang Yu, who showed a faint smile.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

"I told you, it makes sense that NBA champions get a city parade, why shouldn't NCAA champions?" Zhang Yu laughed.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on.

"You forgot? We have a championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready," Stephen explained while tying his tie.

The two arrived at Hinkle Fieldhouse. A stage had been set up overnight. Zhang Yu and Coach Stevens were already there, chatting under a tree, surrounded by other coaching staff and some Bulldogs players.

The two put on their clothes, found a bag of bread, and quickly ate to fill their stomachs before heading out to Hinkle Fieldhouse.

"It's okay, I just didn't expect you to praise me. Did an alien possess you?"

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Zhang Yu saw this familiar scene and felt as if he had returned to his past life, watching a Warriors game.

As the morning sun rose, casting a faint red glow over the entire campus, it was March, and the weather was no longer as cold, with only a hint of coolness filling the lungs with each breath.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Zhang Yu saw this familiar scene and felt as if he had returned to his past life, watching a Warriors game.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on. "Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

The usually quiet Butler campus was exceptionally noisy today, with many students already out and about.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on. "You're here early..."

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing him with only a few basketball operations coordinators, Coach Stevens raised an eyebrow.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

Zhang Yu raised the championship trophy on the podium high. The players behind him gathered around, placing their hands on it and shouting loudly.

"Huh, it seems we haven't even made it to the finals yet, have we?"

"Did none of the 'big shots' from the board of directors show up?"

In the hearts of Americans, March Madness was the true beginning of the NCAA season each year. The regular season and playoffs of various leagues before that were just appetizers. Fans were excited not so much for winning the championship, but for seeing their team enter March Madness.

This was Indiana, a land of both passion and tradition. Although located in the north, the traditional white power here was very strong.

Stephen, who was getting dressed, restrained his movements. He stood in front of the mirror, meticulously adjusting his clothes.

The usually quiet Butler campus was exceptionally noisy today, with many students already out and about.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on.

"You forgot? We have a championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready," Stephen explained while tying his tie.

Coach Stevens nudged Zhang Yu, who showed a faint smile.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

"I told you, it makes sense that NBA champions get a city parade, why shouldn't NCAA champions?" Zhang Yu laughed.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on.

"You forgot? We have a championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready," Stephen explained while tying his tie.

The two arrived at Hinkle Fieldhouse. A stage had been set up overnight. Zhang Yu and Coach Stevens were already there, chatting under a tree, surrounded by other coaching staff and some Bulldogs players.

The two put on their clothes, found a bag of bread, and quickly ate to fill their stomachs before heading out to Hinkle Fieldhouse.

"It's okay, I just didn't expect you to praise me. Did an alien possess you?"

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Zhang Yu saw this familiar scene and felt as if he had returned to his past life, watching a Warriors game.

As the morning sun rose, casting a faint red glow over the entire campus, it was March, and the weather was no longer as cold, with only a hint of coolness filling the lungs with each breath.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Zhang Yu saw this familiar scene and felt as if he had returned to his past life, watching a Warriors game.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on. "Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

The usually quiet Butler campus was exceptionally noisy today, with many students already out and about.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on. "You're here early..."

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing him with only a few basketball operations coordinators, Coach Stevens raised an eyebrow.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

Zhang Yu raised the championship trophy on the podium high. The players behind him gathered around, placing their hands on it and shouting loudly.

"Huh, it seems we haven't even made it to the finals yet, have we?"

"Did none of the 'big shots' from the board of directors show up?"

In the hearts of Americans, March Madness was the true beginning of the NCAA season each year. The regular season and playoffs of various leagues before that were just appetizers. Fans were excited not so much for winning the championship, but for seeing their team enter March Madness.

This was Indiana, a land of both passion and tradition. Although located in the north, the traditional white power here was very strong.

Stephen, who was getting dressed, restrained his movements. He stood in front of the mirror, meticulously adjusting his clothes.

The usually quiet Butler campus was exceptionally noisy today, with many students already out and about.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on.

"You forgot? We have a championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready," Stephen explained while tying his tie.

Coach Stevens nudged Zhang Yu, who showed a faint smile.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

"I told you, it makes sense that NBA champions get a city parade, why shouldn't NCAA champions?" Zhang Yu laughed.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on.

"You forgot? We have a championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready," Stephen explained while tying his tie.

The two arrived at Hinkle Fieldhouse. A stage had been set up overnight. Zhang Yu and Coach Stevens were already there, chatting under a tree, surrounded by other coaching staff and some Bulldogs players.

The two put on their clothes, found a bag of bread, and quickly ate to fill their stomachs before heading out to Hinkle Fieldhouse.

"It's okay, I just didn't expect you to praise me. Did an alien possess you?"

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Zhang Yu saw this familiar scene and felt as if he had returned to his past life, watching a Warriors game.

As the morning sun rose, casting a faint red glow over the entire campus, it was March, and the weather was no longer as cold, with only a hint of coolness filling the lungs with each breath.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Zhang Yu saw this familiar scene and felt as if he had returned to his past life, watching a Warriors game.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on. "Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

The usually quiet Butler campus was exceptionally noisy today, with many students already out and about.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on. "You're here early..."

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Micah Shulsbury had also arrived. Seeing him with only a few basketball operations coordinators, Coach Stevens raised an eyebrow.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

Zhang Yu raised the championship trophy on the podium high. The players behind him gathered around, placing their hands on it and shouting loudly.

"Huh, it seems we haven't even made it to the finals yet, have we?"

"Did none of the 'big shots' from the board of directors show up?"

In the hearts of Americans, March Madness was the true beginning of the NCAA season each year. The regular season and playoffs of various leagues before that were just appetizers. Fans were excited not so much for winning the championship, but for seeing their team enter March Madness.

This was Indiana, a land of both passion and tradition. Although located in the north, the traditional white power here was very strong.

Stephen, who was getting dressed, restrained his movements. He stood in front of the mirror, meticulously adjusting his clothes.

The usually quiet Butler campus was exceptionally noisy today, with many students already out and about.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on.

"You forgot? We have a championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready," Stephen explained while tying his tie.

Coach Stevens nudged Zhang Yu, who showed a faint smile.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

"I told you, it makes sense that NBA champions get a city parade, why shouldn't NCAA champions?" Zhang Yu laughed.

Louis jolted and quickly got out of bed, fumbling for his socks from the previous day and hastily putting them on.

"You forgot? We have a championship parade on campus this morning. I'm getting ready," Stephen explained while tying his tie.

The two arrived at Hinkle Fieldhouse. A stage had been set up overnight. Zhang Yu and Coach Stevens were already there, chatting under a tree, surrounded by other coaching staff and some Bulldogs players.

The two put on their clothes, found a bag of bread, and quickly ate to fill their stomachs before heading out to Hinkle Fieldhouse.

"It's okay, I just didn't expect you to praise me. Did an alien possess you?"

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

Last night, after the Bulldogs won the finals, fans celebrated wildly outside Hinkle Fieldhouse until midnight.

Zhang Yu saw this familiar scene and felt as if he had returned to his past life, watching a Warriors game.

As the morning sun rose, casting a faint red glow over the entire campus, it was March, and the weather was no longer as cold, with only a hint of coolness filling the lungs with each breath.

"Stephen, what are you doing? It's only 6 AM!"

After a season, Stephen had become a prominent figure at Butler University, attracting almost 100% of the attention when walking down the street.

"No matter how pale our past was, we defeated Indiana State, and after four years, we've stepped onto the stage of March Madness once again! We have the best coaching staff, the best players, the best operations director... and of course, the youngest head coach."

Stephen and Louis parted ways, and Stephen jogged over.

Last night, after the