Every match had one excited and one upset. Yan Zheke and He Lingling here respectively played those two roles, demonstrating joy and sorrow of life.
Yan Zheke walked towards the supervisor as most of her emotion was let off and suddenly noticed how tight her muscles were and how weak her legs felt. She was even more exhausted than the last match.
"The defeat would have been mine if my last strike didn't get He Lingling..." thought Yan Zheke, feeling fortunate with some panic fear. She stood by the side of the ring, shaking noticeably, and waiting for the supervisor to stamp the result form.
Her vigor restored slowly during the wait and she could steadily walk up the upper stand to join Lou Cheng.
"Excited and thrilled, aren't you?" Lou Cheng held her, offering her an energy drink with the lid removed, grinning.
"Yes!" Yan Zheke nodded firmly as she accepted the drink and started to wolf it down. Sweat stood out on her forehead.
