"I originally thought of trying to aim for a medal at next year's Olympics. Now it seems like even just achieving the Olympic A standard is going to be a problem."
"Sister Chen, do you think there's a possibility that Xiaohui might be experiencing post-traumatic stress disorder?"
Having sat quietly for a while, Wang Dongkai suddenly chimed in. He glanced at Lin Yahu and then turned back to speak to Chen Lei,
"I've visited Xiaohui's training a few times, and he runs just fine. It's just that, at the moment of jumping over the bar, I always feel like he holds back a bit, as if he's afraid to take the leap."
Hearing this, Chen Lei immediately looked at Lin Yahu and asked, "Is that so?"
"Well, it seems like it, a bit."
Lin Yahu raised his hand to scratch his head and said with a frown,
