If he could really lead the team to the championship and ultimately secure victory,
he'd be willing to lie in the hospital dormitory day after day, sipping milk tea and eating watermelon!
Tian Xuechuan settled down comfortably, finding it oddly soothing to just lie flat.
Besides, even if they didn't win the championship this year, there was always next year.
Next year he'd be a senior, while the underclassmen would become sophomores.
They were already so fierce as freshmen, next year as sophomores, they'd be unstoppable.
Sitting down comfortably, he waited for next year when the sophomores would help him clinch the Shu State Cup championship.
Thinking of this, Tian Xuechuan took a delightful sip of the milk tea on the table next to him, sweet, truly delicious~
Ding-a-ling~
The ringtone of the cell phone interrupted Tian Xuechuan's reverie.
"Hello, coach?"