Lin Jiang moved to the side to warm up, and Zhang Mingjing did the same.
Just then, a crowd gathered, eager for some drama.
A man with a physique like that? There was no reason not to sneak a few more glances.
A man in swimming trunks walked over to Zhang Mingjing.
"Sister Zhang, I heard someone wants to challenge you?"
Lin Jiang: ???
'How has it only been a few minutes, and the rumors are already this absurd?'
'Even the village's FBI gossip mill isn't this fast, is it?'
"Yeah, he said my skills are no match for his. I'm a National Level 3 Athlete, after all. I'm quite curious to see just how far these amateurs have come."
Zhang Mingjing said nonchalantly, not taking Lin Jiang seriously at all.
"That's just ridiculous. You placed in the top three in the entire city back in the day. An amateur is still an amateur. How could he possibly compare to you?" the male coach said with a laugh.
