Lin Shi had too many weak links dragging him down, and Yan Xianjue won this gunpowder-scented "friendly match" by a narrow margin.
The PE teacher looked at the panting players on both sides. Even the students cheering nearby had shouted themselves hoarse.
In the end, he merely offered a few dry closing remarks before simply announcing that class was over and leaving.
The moment he heard the words "class is over," Yan Xianjue turned and left. Lin Shi quickly caught up with him. "Yan Xianjue, I actually wanted to tell you this earlier. Before you truly want to kill me, you'd better not tell me, because I'll take it seriously."
Yan Xianjue snorted coldly. "Lin Shi, if you're sick, go see a doctor!"
His gaze swept over Lin Shi's neck. If looks could kill, Lin Shi's head and body would already have been separated.
Lin Shi said nothing, only returning a provocative smile, as though declaring something to Yan Xianjue.
"Brother Yan?" Zhou Ye looked back worriedly.
Yan Xianjue said coldly, "It's nothing."
Zhou Ye casually grabbed a bottle of water, twisted it open, poured it over his head, then roughly wiped himself down with a towel.
He explained, "I mean, what if Lin Shi starts with Ji Xi?"
Yan Xianjue said indifferently, "I'm his boss, not his nanny."
Zhou Ye was surprised. "I thought you valued him quite highly."
Yan Xianjue said, "That's just every boss's care for their employees. If he can't handle it himself, he'll come to me."
He remembered that Ji Xi had originally come knocking on his own door.
"Don't worry. Ji Xi is more pragmatic than you think."
He was far slicker than that aloof face of his suggested.
"Enough talking. Go shower."
Yan Xianjue waved him over, telling him to hurry up