Even the noisiest excitement eventually faded.
When the match ended, the players dispersed in twos and threes, eagerly discussing the details they had just witnessed along the way.
Farther away, the girls from the women's team furtively watched Wang Chao. Occasionally, they lowered their heads and burst into inexplicable giggles, and some even blushed amid the laughter. As for what exactly they were talking about, no one knew.
Women were naturally drawn to strength, and Wang Chao was fairly handsome too. Someone probably wanted to ask him for his WeChat or QQ number.
If Wang Chao had fought Wu Li through seven grueling games and narrowly lost in the end, he would probably have been surrounded by people by now.
But he had been far too dominant, so dominant that he seemed high above them in the clouds. Instead, no one dared approach him.
Luo Zhihong did not go over to speak with him immediately. Old Luo's mind was in a mess, and he needed a whole night to sort things out before discussing matters tomorrow.
He Jingping did not speak to Wang Chao either. The moment the match ended, he impatiently left the gym, pulled out his phone, and called Luo Jiu.
The call connected, and Luo Jiu's slightly excited voice came from the other end. "Teacher, you're finally willing to speak to me!"
He Jingping sensed the heartfelt joy in Luo Jiu's voice and felt both guilty and comforted. In the end, though, he forcibly suppressed those feelings and said, "I'm sending you a video."
Yes, he had recorded the screen with his phone. He had broken the rules, and Luo Zhihong had seen it, but Luo Zhihong did not dare say anything...
After not seeing each other for several years, He Jingping no longer knew what attitude