Hao Ren put down his cell phone and lightly bumped Zhao Jiayi who was beginning to doze off. "How about we go to the stadium and play a match after lunch?"
Zhao Jiayi looked at him in astonishment. "You are offering to play a match?"
"Ugh… The match is the day after tomorrow. We can play a warm-up match today and smooth the cooperation among the teammates." Hao Ren put on his serious face. If Zhao Jiayi had known that he only offered to play a match at the command of a little girl, Zhao Jiayi would probably have killed him with his contemptuous expression.
"Good! We'll go over together after lunch!" Zhao Jiayi agreed. Since he had witnessed Hao Ren's shooting skills, he had some expectations for Hao Ren's performance in the match.
