Standing outside Izumi Minoru's office, Lin Guanglai lightly knocked, rapping his knuckles on the door.
"Come in."
Hearing the approving voice from inside, Lin Guanglai pushed open the door and walked into his coach's office.
From what Lin Guanglai knows about his own coach, Izumi Minoru is someone who pays extreme attention to cleanliness. Whenever he came, all the documents on Izumi Minoru's desk would always be neatly arranged.
But today, things were a bit different.
Lin Guanglai walked in and the first thing he saw when he looked up was the scattered documents on the desk, while his coach was bent over working, the pen in his hand ceaselessly circling on the paper.
"Oh, it's Guanglai. What is it, has something happened with the team?"
Izumi Minoru looked up, his eyes slightly red, and seeing it was his team captain who had come, he rubbed his eyelids with his hand and asked.
At least from Mr. Izumi's appearance right now, it hasn't been an easy time for him either.
