"Let's continue practicing," Dubian Che quickly stood up to avoid any more accidents.
Kiyono Lin also got up, holding the soccer ball.
As the two walked side by side to the playground, Dubian Che boredly practiced juggling the ball with his knee and accidentally hit Kiyono Lin.
But fortunately, he didn't do it on purpose.
They practiced until nine o'clock at night when the Wind Instrument Club members had all left. Dubian Che could only manage a forty-meter shot, with a success rate of over 90%.
Under interference-free conditions, if he could play at this level in an official match, he could lead the National Team to win the World Cup right away.
However, it was also unrealistic; it could be because his shots were too fierce and the coach might just make him a goalkeeper.
"Let's go back," Kiyono Lin said, fatigue evident in her voice as she had been retrieving the ball.
"Okay."
