Those Sweet Times - Chapter 101 Part 1

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.

Those Sweet Times

Chapter 101 Part 1

Extra: Shen Zemu and Yang Yin

Not too long afterwards, Deng Wenbo found a new girlfriend. His new girlfriend had single eyelid eyes, was slender and had fair skin. When she wasn’t smiling, she looked about 60 or 70 percent like Yang Yin. Deng Wenbo slept with her the day they met, but afterwards, he felt a sense of emptiness.

He had pretended to forget everything that had happened on the karaoke night, never mentioned a word about it.

But in reality, he hadn’t forgotten about it at all.

One time, Deng Wenbo carelessly brought his girlfriend to the base and she saw Yang Yin there. Yang Yin didn’t react, but the girlfriend wasn’t too happy about it. After they came out, she questioned Deng Wenbo: “What’s the meaning of this? What do you take me for?”

Deng Wenbo gave her a debit card and she instantly stopped fussing.

Deng Wenbo thought it would be nice if that other woman was this easy to please.

But on second thought, if she was this easy to please, then he probably wouldn’t care as much.

He thought that he was really pathetic.

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It was the end of November when Yang Yin led Dw into the preliminaries.

This year’s preliminaries were going to be a brutal battleground. Among the qualifying teams, there were 7 teams which were attracting all the attention, 4 of the teams were from four well established clubs and three of them were teams eliminated from the major league last year. In everyone’s estimation, the three tickets for the major league this year would no doubt fall into the hands of one of these 7 teams. All the other teams were just along for the ride.

Though Dw had been a major league team before, the team had undergone a major overhaul, losing all the major players and had been out of view for almost half of a year. Nobody was paying much attention to this team now. Only some veteran players who closely followed the competition would feel familiar with the name of the team.

After combing through their mind or searching the name online, they would find: Ah, it’s them.

Then, nothing would happen afterwards.

After all, the teams under the spotlight didn’t include this outdated team. If someone asked about this team from the list of preliminaries teams, the answer was probably-- --this team has bad luck.

The preliminaries would be held for two weeks, over several dozens of matches. The scheduling for the matches was quite tight. Yang Yin and Shen Zemu did a lot of preparation before the game. Their major focus was analyzing their opponents and exploring methods to counter them. Yang Yin didn’t have time to study anymore. The two of them would always discuss late into the night. She didn’t feel the work as an extra burden. She believed that was what she should be doing as a coach. The more they were prepared beforehand, the less unexpected situations the players would have to face during the competition. She knew very well that her players didn’t have much of an advantage over the other teams in terms of experience-- --This was only a nice way to put it-- --Given all that, she would try to get rid of any foreseeable obstacle for them as much as possible.

“I’m sorry about it.” Yang Yin said to Shen Zemu. It was from the bottom of her heart since Deng Wenbo refused to raise Shen Zemu’s pay. With a part time analyst’s pay, Shen Zemu had been doing a coach’s job for the team, especially when he had sleeping problems to begin with. Yang Yin felt it was particularly cruel to let him stay up at night with her.

“It’s fine.” Shen Zemu said.

Yang Yin said: “Will you lose a part of your body if you say one more word?”

Shen Zemu gave her a glance and lightly pursed the corners of his mouth: “I’ll let you get your one million.”

Yang Yin was amused. Looking at his earnest face, Yang Yin, without knowing why, felt the urge to poke his face. She leaned her head to one side, supporting her head with her hand, and said with a laugh: “Shen Zemu, you know what? When others treat me well, I’m the kind of person who pays them back twice as much.”

Shen Zemu looked at her and asked: “Then, how would you want to repay me?”

“When I receive my one million, I’ll share half of it with you. How’s that?”

Shen Zemu moved his eyes away and lightly said: “I don’t want money.”

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.