"No problem, no problem. As long as we won." Zhao Haiyan laughed heartily. "Come on, come on, let's all go out and have a good meal to celebrate the school's victory."
Hearing this, Liu Yu's delicate brows knitted together, and she said unhappily, "The semifinals are in three days. Instead of staying at school to recover properly, you're running out to eat and drink."
At the coach's words, everyone immediately fell silent.
Seeing the players all lower their heads without saying a word, Liu Yu scolded them in a sweet voice, "Go back and recover properly. Those who lost must hand me a three-thousand-word summary of your failure tomorrow."
"Ah." At those words, Zhao Haiyan wilted like a deflated ball.
"All right, you can all go back." Liu Yu clapped her hands, signaling that everyone could leave. Although the players were reluctant, they could only leave dejectedly.
"Zhou En, wait a moment." Just as all the club members had left and Zhou En was about to leave as well,
Liu Yu called out to him. Zhou En immediately felt a headache coming on. Could this woman be holding a grudge?
He turned back awkwardly to look at Liu Yu and said cautiously, "Coach, is something wrong?"
"Hmm, can't I look for you if nothing's wrong?" Liu Yu's pretty face darkened, her cheeks puffing up.
"No, no. You're welcome to look for me anytime." Zhou En hurriedly waved his hands in denial.
"Zhou En, there's a banquet tonight. Will you accompany me?" Liu Yu leaned close to Zhou En's ear and asked.
Her warm breath brushed across Zhou En's face, making his heart itch. Zhou En scratched his head and said, "That might not be appropriate."
"Hmph. Do you know why the school almost lost its first match? It's because someone