"Fu Wei, let the girls know we are up for a good game."
"Yeah, we're here for fun anyways."
"I don't want to miss today's exercise."
Some idle guys who came from their lodges nudged Fu Wei to inform the girls about their need for exercise. Most of these guys who seemed ready and pumped hadn't hit the gym for an eon. But now they appeared enthusiastic: perhaps, we should get them a gym partner (preferably a girl) to drag them to the gym.
Regardless, Fu Wei found it impossible to deliver their message: his eyes showed hesitation. The last person he wanted to talk to was Xiu Ying; their previous encounter was a disaster. No, he was the disaster.
"Qing Yoú, you can help me out. I need to get something real quick."
Fu Wei sneaked out; he lumped the responsibility on the nerd, Qing Yoú.
