Road to Success

He isn't happy on this team, and he doesn't want to be part of it.

Maybe we shouldn't have forced him in the first place.

A bunch of brain-dead football scrubs.

What did you say? Qin Ao! -Look at his attitude! -Exactly!

I'm fine. Ms. Lin, you can go back. I'm your team supervisor.

Don't worry. I can take the high-speed train back by myself.

No. That's too dangerous. Ms. Lin,

You'll carry Fu there? I'm buying, you're carrying. Deal.

Fu Xinshu, how did it go?

Ms. Lin, I'm fine.

It's getting late. We should head back too.

You've lost one match, but there are still plenty more games ahead.

but we really suck. An uncertain future—

Of course, we have to keep playing. Not only that,

we also have to crush Yongchuan Hengjiu. Right?

Driver, please turn off the lights.

[Wen Chengye] Wen, have you boarded the train?

Wake up. We're home.

What a touching display of a deep teacher-student bond.

Coach, maybe you should put me down.

Your ankle needs proper rest right now.

Otherwise, it will cause permanent damage to your football career.

do you think Wen Chengye even cares about his football career?

The way he's been acting— going off on his own