The taxi stopped in front of a dive club named Snow, and just as Chu Mingcheng got out, he noticed a muscular man in a t-shirt standing at the door.
"Ah Cheng?"
Seeing that a handsome young man had alighted from the car, the man quickly walked over and asked.
"Yes, it's me. Hello, Daqiang!" Chu Mingcheng smiled, nodding and shaking hands with him.
The reason they called him Daqiang was that all of these coaches seemed to have nicknames.
According to Lu Zheqiang, they had coaches named Gold and Coffee; his was the most normal of the bunch.
He took the initiative to grab Chu Mingcheng's suitcase, then led him towards a building next to the club. "Your room has already been arranged, you rest for a day to recover, and we'll start classes tomorrow."
"Alright."
Chu Mingcheng followed him to his room, a single with an en suite bathroom, laid out just like a hotel room.
Lu Zheqiang wheeled his suitcase into the room, then asked, "Have you had lunch? If not, I can take you to eat."
