"Alright, having Captain Jiang's word is enough for me."
It definitely won't be wrong; after all, it's professional.
It was just a bit of nerves the first time.
Actually, once you get used to it, there's nothing to it.
...
It took Lu Jing about ten minutes to pack up before heading downstairs from his house.
Someone didn't wait for his wife this time and left early.
At this moment, the training field was already assembled, and all the props needed for the training were laid out on the side.
Jiang Ye, holding a whistle and stopwatch, stood at the forefront, his eyes sharp and serious, intimidating people from looking him in the eye.
You wouldn't even dare to breathe too loudly, let alone lift your gaze,
For fear of accidentally being called out. That would be...
Compared to that, the coach beside him seemed so much more amiable—a world of difference!
Old Qin coughed twice:
"Old Jiang, that should be enough," he whispered, reminding gently.
