"Shanshan, are you okay?"
Lin Nianhe looked at her anxiously.
Wei Hongwei also came over and said, "Little girl, are you alright?"
Zheng Shan shook her head.
Seeing her stubborn look, Lin Nianhe asked, "Shanshan, do you want to continue?"
Zheng Shan did not answer immediately; she turned her head to look at the brothers and sisters on the training ground.
They all had short hair, some even shaved bald.
"Shanshan? Feeling uncomfortable?" Lin Nianhe asked nervously.
"No," Zheng Shan turned back, "Sister Lin, I need to go to the restroom."
"Alright, I'll take you."
"I'd prefer to go by myself."
"Well... okay, I'll wait for you here."
Lin Nianhe draped her coat over her, instructing, "Be quick, don't catch a cold."
"Mm."
Zheng Shan handed her racket to Lin Nianhe for safekeeping and ran off.
Lin Nianhe stood up and met Zhang Yongqing's embarrassed and apologetic gaze.
His face was full of nervousness, and he said quietly and uneasily, "Uh, uh... sorry, I, I, I..."
