"Little Jing, how are you feeling now?"
In the competitors' lounge, Jiang Siwei looked at Xue Jing, who was sitting casually with his eyes closed, and softly asked.
"Feeling?" Xue Jing opened his eyes and said,
"Nothing special."
Jiang Siwei rested her chin on her hand and said, "If you win this match, you'll get your first championship in your life, you must be a bit nervous, right?"
Xue Jing smiled and replied, "Now that you mention it, Wei, it does seem a bit so."
Jiang Siwei nodded and said, "Yes, after all, you're still young... Even if your strength is very strong and it's almost a sure win, it's unavoidable to feel nervous on the field..."
While speaking, she looked sentimental, "But I am much more nervous than you."
"Since I joined the Galaxy Martial Arts Club, you are the first player I officially took responsibility for training. Before this, I was just running errands under other big shots... I'm also just a total newbie."
