"I want to go."
Zheng Shan hugged her doll and blinked her big eyes at Lin Nianhe.
After a pause, she emphasized again:
"I really want to go."
Lin Nianhe pinched her cheek and said, "You've seen how professional athletes train every day, haven't you?"
Zheng Shan nodded, her eyes unexpectedly firm.
Lin Nianhe asked again, "It's much tougher than what you're doing now, are you afraid?"
Zheng Shan shook her head decisively.
"You like playing ping pong, right?"
"Right."
The mention of ping pong made Zheng Shan's eyes sparkle.
Lin Nianhe hugged her shoulders and looked up at Zheng Lirong: "Sis, why not just let her go?"
Zheng Lirong frowned, clearly reluctant.
She was worried about her daughter, always feeling that being a professional athlete was too exhausting.
Running and training all day, how could it compare to the comfort of sitting in a classroom reading?
What if she gets hurt...
Zheng Lirong didn't dare to think further.
