There were three matches in total, each lasting ten minutes, and Zhang Wei lost them all.
A thousand grass mud horses were galloping in Zhang Wei's mind. He never expected that you can't judge a book by its cover!
This girl is really impressive. He's played several times with Mr. Gu and Song Zhen, but he's never lost so miserably!
An average of three minutes per game, he really is...
Zhong Yu seemed to notice his thoughts and smiled slightly, "Mr. Zhang, can I go to the back now to see my students?"
Zhang Wei smiled apologetically, "Of course, you can. Coach Zhong, you're young and promising, I admire you."
He escorted her by boat to the classroom at the outer circle, while on the other side, the housekeeper had already notified, calling all the children of Zhenyuan over.
George, wanting to accompany Heather, went along to listen as well.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Wei sat upright and listened in on the class too.
George chuckled lightly, didn't say anything, and then sat down.
