Upon seeing Song Yiyan look at her pleadingly, Luo Xin shook her hand and made a gesture to cheer her on. Then, she encouraged her gently. "Yanyan, you can do it. Tap the soccer ball with your foot and kick hard in the direction of the goal post. It's simple. Do your best."
Song Yiyan was an introvert who was not good with words and did not want to cause trouble. However, her pants were now torn. If she moved, her underwear would be exposed. What would others think of her?
She had initially wanted to ask Luo Xin for help, but she had not expected her to not understand her intentions. She felt disappointed and sad.
Now that she was being urged by her teammates, she clenched her fists nervously, not knowing what to do or say. She bit her lips and remained silent.
