"Zhao Feng Uncle, tell me honestly, is this really your student?"
Nie Yongjin's gaze was fixed on Li Ang, who was being surrounded by a crowd not far away, when he unexpectedly asked.
Nie Zhaofeng replied irritably:
"Student or not, just say whether he's brought us honor."
"Got it, no."
"You rascal, don't crow about it."
Faced with queries from the younger generation, Nie Zhaofeng truly felt embarrassed to lie through his teeth.
Another reason was that Li Ang's performance was so dazzling that even he, as a coach, felt awkward to claim him.
Meanwhile, the sports teacher from before was preparing to make a call to pull some strings.
Having the strength to break a national record, let alone Li Ang being around twenty, even if Li Ang were thirty, he would definitely qualify to join the national team.
