The whistle blew and the match officially started.
Ye Wanwan took out the popcorn, coke and fried chicken that she prepared from her bag. She ate in delight while watching the match.
Her insatiable appetite was one of the biggest reasons why she decided to be a manager instead of an artist. If her diet had to be restrained, if she was refrained from eating this and that, then what's the point in living?
She wondered whether the vegetation in Jin garden had sprouted or not and wondered what they looked like, along with her chicks, little fish, and little grapes...
Ye Wanwan got distracted for a little bit, while the score on the court was already at 11:0.
Qing He 11 points, Jin Xiu 0 points.
"What's happening?" Ye Wanwan was shocked.
Jiang Yan Ran shook her head, "I'm not sure, Chu Feng doesn't seem to be in good shape today."
Ye Wanwan quickly looked towards Chu Feng. She saw that he kept making numerous mistakes and his footwork was as messy as a drunkard's.
He had quite a bit of energy just now, what happened? Being in front of the girl he likes, shouldn't that give him a burst of power to take down his love rival?
This guy... Could it be that he's over-excited?
My head hurts!
I pinned my hopes on him to take down Song Zi Hang today!
"Ah, it's not the wine that intoxicates but the drinker who gets himself drunk... Ugh, I was wrong. Yan Ran, don't stare at him anymore..."
When she heard the teasing in Ye Wanwan's voice, Jiang Yan Ran looked away shyly.
However, once Jiang Yan Ran looked away, his condition worsened. Ye Wanwan was some distance away but she could hear the rasping voice from the coach of Jin Xiu who was on the verge of breaking down
"Damn you *mother* Chu Feng\, you bastard! Did you take the wrong meds today?! Playing like some dog shit!"
"Bastard, get over here! I'll talk about life with you!"
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