Perhaps it was because she was talking about the person she liked, the girl's eyes were very bright, as if they were shining.
Everyone was listening attentively, and no one on the field spoke.
"I've asked an lang if she would give me a hug if I recognized her in real life ..."
Xing Jiu 'an remembered that it had been after a competition. There were many people on the field. She didn't know who had said it, but she had replied that she could.
"She said yes."
"I say, can I change the hug to a handshake? She said that as long as you can recognize her, I will. "
"I've watched more than a dozen of her matches. From the first time she started performing, she hasn't missed a single match. I also hope to see the face under her mask ..."
"Instructor Xing, do you think she will admit her identity if I see her one day?"
At that moment, everyone looked at Xing Jiu 'an.
