Chapter 857: Coach, You Really Think Highly of Me
The other people left one after another, leaving her alone in the vast practice area.
In the solitude of the room, her silhouette persevered, practicing without ceasing.
Hearing the sounds from the archery range, several coaches who had finished discussing the training plan and were about to leave, stopped in their tracks and pushed open the door.
A whizzing sound filled the air.
The target was full of small holes left by arrows, most of them concentrated around the eight, nine, and ten rings.
"Clap clap clap—"
Head Coach Frederick Leacock, Coach Julie Bronya, and several others clapped their hands. The crisp sound made Caroline Edwin, who was practicing, stop her movements.
She put down her bow and arrow, turned around with a steady breath, and greeted them politely, "Hello, coaches."
Fine beads of sweat covered her smooth forehead, which she naturally wiped away with her hand.