Li Shanchunâs eyes were filled with fear as he looked at the receptionist: "Did I come to the wrong place?"
The receptionist shrugged helplessly, "No, you came to the right place. Your uncle said that from now on, youâll be trained here. This is a special training team arranged for you."
Li Shanchun hadnât had a haircut in two months, and his untrimmed hair was a mass of pure woolen curls.
His curly hair bristled, his whole body stiff, with his uncle having completely betrayed him.
He turned to leave, but the receptionist closed the door, "Get along well."
Su Xiaocai was petting Huahua, whose sleeping posture was especially neat, lying on the ground like a cat pancake.
Seeing that Huahua wasnât on alert, Su Xiaocai sized up Li Shanchun and said in a commanding tone, "Come here."
Feeling weak and vulnerable, Li Shanchun looked around, finding no way to escape.
Su Xiaocai repeated, "Come here."
Reluctantly, he shuffled over to Su Xiaocai.
With his head down and hands behind his back, he asked, "Su, do you... need something?"
Were they planning to bully him? When would his uncle come? Would he believe him when he arrived?
"Your uncle wants you to train here from now on. Do you have any objections?"
Su Xiaocaiâs tone was particularly calm, exerting an invisible pressure that was hard to describe.
Li Shanchun didnât dare to lie, hesitantly saying, "But... the coach and Senior Sister Xue have already invited me to join the school team."
"Xue Huiyi invited you to the school team? Tell me more." Su Xiaocai clasped his fingers and rested his chin on them.
See, isnât this just fate, something quite miraculous.
Li Shanchun simply showed Su Xiaocai the message to prove he wasnât lying.
Xue Huiyiâs message was simple, just a brief greeting followed by a question about whether he wanted to join the school team. It had an air of sophistication, not a humble invitation.
As if just by making the invitation, Li Shanchun would agree.
The coach, however, seemed to be probing, asking Li Shanchun a lot of questions.
His words were full of suspicion.
In the coachâs eyes, Li Shanchunâs skills were at most those of a substitute player.
"Do you know why they invited you?"
In an instant, Li Shanchun felt proud and said, "What else could it be? The coach has discerning eyes."
Among his peers, he was at the top, so it was normal for someone to recognize his talent, wasnât it?
He just made some wrong friends and couldnât judge people properly, not that his character was flawed.
Others seemed amusedâdiscerning eyes?
"Dare to have a match, compete with the first-year juniors. Enter the New World for a rehearsal. You should be eager to have a look inside." Su Xiaocai pointed to the three roommates beside him.
"As long as you can beat any one of them, Iâll let you go. But if you canât even defeat them, donât joke about having discerning eyes."
Li Shanchun warily said, "The New World is your system. What if you boost their mecha attributes?" Making it into the school team was every military training studentâs dream; was Su Xiaocai trying to take his spot?
His expression revealed his inner thoughts.
Hu Ping sneered, "Youâre here because of your uncle, weâre not that idle. Ji Heng and Wu Feiyang are both on our team. Do we really need to stop you from joining? Weâre just being kind, preventing you from embarrassing yourself in the school team."
"My master wouldnât ruin his reputation for you. If you lose, donât cry." Wu Qingqing herself dismissed the idea of winning him over with data; it wouldnât be a fair win.
"Iâm not crying, whoâs crying?" Li Shanchunâs face turned red.
He glanced towards Wu Feiyang and Ji Heng, who were sitting in a corner. So the rumors were true; the two of them sought another path, abandoning the school team.
Could this place be better than the school team?
With this doubt in mind, Li Shanchun agreed, "Fine, letâs compete."