Several players saw Coach Ma refuse the interview. As they trained, they spoke in low voices:
"Coach Ma's got guts!"
"Yeah, I like Coach Ma's personality!"
"I like his personality, but not his training. He pushes us way too hard. I feel like I'm shedding a layer of skin every day."
"Come on, that's only because our training load used to be too light. I went out of my way to look into the training loads of other countries' U16 national teams. They usually train more than twice as much as we do. Coach Ma has us doing just a little more than twice our old workload, which is pretty scientific. If you're bad, practice more. Quit whining."
Wei Wei'er was a very prideful person. Ma Chongguo had made her lose face in front of so many people, and she was already raging inwardly, swearing up a storm.
But on the outside, she could only force herself to rein in her emotions. With an awkward smile, she turned to her assistant and the cameraman beside her and said:
"Looks like Coach Ma really is busy today. We came at the wrong time. Let's come back another day."
The two of them had naturally noticed that Wei Wei'er was in a bad mood, and nodded repeatedly. "Another time, another time."
Wei Wei'er left the gym without going to see the person in charge. She went straight out the main gate and got into her Trumpchi M8.
By then, the person in charge had received the news too, and thought uneasily, This is bad.
Coach Ma had Brother Yi behind him, while Wei Wei'er had some leader behind her.
He couldn't afford to offend either side.
A nobody like him, caught between two powerful figures, was like the ancient Loulan Kingdom, wedged