"One more match. Win the next one, and we'll have three left." Rong Taotao looked at Yang Chunxi and grinned.
"Heh." Yang Chunxi gave a helpless laugh. All along, she had been trying to manage Rong Taotao's expectations, giving him a safety net. It wasn't that she actually wanted her boy to perform poorly; she was just trying to relieve his stress.
But once he stepped into the arena, Rong Taotao just put more pressure on himself.
Thinking of this, Yang Chunxi said, "Don't say things like that in the arena anymore. Leave yourself a way out. Your life is still very long."
Rong Taotao took a large bite of his chocolate bar. "But a competition like this only happens once, doesn't it?"
Yang Chunxi's eyebrows shot up and her eyes widened. "Don't talk back!"
When someone who was always so gentle suddenly got strict, it was incredibly intimidating.
Rong Taotao pouted and mumbled meekly, "Okay..."
BUZZ... BUZZ...
