"She's not completely useless apart from having a pretty face!"
Yan Xingzhou muttered under his breath, looking up at the small screen above the bar that displayed her figure.
Today was not the first time Yan Xingzhou heard about He Tiantian becoming an athlete and participating in the Asian Games.
Half a month earlier, when Yan Xingzhou had called home to check in, Mrs. Yan, chattering about family matters, somehow brought up He Tiantian.
Of course, Mrs. Yan did not regret that her family had lost an athlete daughter-in-law but seemed puzzled, "The He Family has known our family for more than ten years, but how come I never knew that He Tiantian could do archery?"
"Ah, Xingzhou, do you think this is true? With He Tiantian's pampered and delicate appearance, can she endure the hardships of being an athlete?"
"And, is there really such a thing as talent? Having formally practiced archery for only a few months, she, she's qualified to join the National Team?"
