Love Guide for Childhood Sweethearts

"It was almost there, almost there." Ye Zhenzhen paced back and forth angrily, looking at her hands and saying, "If my nails were just a little longer, I would have touched the wall before her."

"Our nails won't grow long." Lin Jingzhe stretched out his hand and looked at his round, white nails and said, "They've been soaking in water so often that they've become soft. We always trim them very cleanly."

"I'm confident I can win the next game." Ye Zhenzhen said excitedly, her fists clenched and her face flushed as if she had put on rouge.

"You can do it." Lin Jingzhe said with his jade-like eyes looking at her with high morale.

"We're back, you should take some time to rest. Who knows when they will get sick again." Lian Ximei said, looking at the two of them with her watery eyes.

"You can do it too." Zina raised her fist and touched her shoulder.

"I think so too," Lian Ximei said with a bright smile on her face. "I didn't dare to think about it before, but now I dare to think about it, and it seems that I can even touch it."

"What do you mean by 'seem'?" Lin Jingzhe said deliberately, "I definitely can!"

"Yes!" Lian Ximei looked at her with her watery eyes shining with confidence.

"Let's go." Ye Zhenzhen called her and went back to her dormitory together.

"Let's take a shower and go to bed!" Lin Jingzhe turned around and looked at her and said.

"Jingzhe, Jingzhe, is the award presenter the elf prince?" Zina looked at her infatuatedly and said.

"Didn't you see it?" Lin Jingzhe said while holding the spare clothes.

"Wow... She must have a great background to be a guest!" Zina looked at her with a puzzled look on her face.

"I don't know." Lin Jingzhe looked at her with his bottomless dark brown eyes and said, "I haven't checked his household registration."

"He seems to be really interested in you?" Zina said with green eyes and a gossipy look.

"Whether he is interested in me or not, I am not interested in him now and I won't be interested in him in the future." Lin Jingzhe looked at her firmly and said decisively.

"Why?" Zina looked at her in surprise and said, "You're so sure you haven't even touched it!"

"Because there is no need for contact, no matter what kind of person he is." Lin Jingzhe looked at her seriously and said.

"You..." Zina looked at her in surprise, her eyes full of confusion.

"Don't rack your brains. How could humans like uncivilized monkeys?" Lin Jingzhe said with a cold look in his eyes.

"You actually believe it! Their hair is indeed thick." Zina chuckled and shook her head.

"You don't have Chinese thinking. We're not on the same wavelength. Stop imagining things." Lin Jingzhe said firmly, "I'm going to take a shower."

"Go! Go!" Zina looked at her with her round eyes and waved.

Lin Jingzhe came back from a quick shower, wiping his hair until it was half dry. He opened his laptop and browsed the web. "The attention to the World Championships is surprisingly high."

"Aren't you participating?" Zina in the bathroom chuckled when she heard this.

"That's good, it's getting some attention." Lin Jingzhe's eyes, like glass beads, rolled around as he said, "The worst thing is that there's no discussion at all, and no one cares."

"Someone calls you the Frog Queen." Lin Jingzhe shouted towards the bathroom.

"Really?" Zina came out, wiping her half-long hair.

Lin Jingzhe looked at her with his amber eyes and said, "You came out so soon."

"Wash it every day! It will get better naturally." Zina sat on the bed, took out the hair dryer, and started to blow dry her hair.

"The ratings for the midnight broadcast are quite high," Lin Jingzhe said, his peach blossom eyes curved as he stared at the screen. "The match time isn't very friendly to domestic audiences."

"How did you know?" Zina turned off the hair dryer in her hand and looked up at her.

"The ratings!" Lin Jingzhe said, looking at her with his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"I didn't expect the audience to be so enthusiastic." Zina said, looking at her with a smile in her round eyes, and said with a burning gaze, "I found that Jacob respects you quite a bit!"

"What do you mean?" Lin Jingzhe asked her with raised eyebrows.

"I didn't even kiss you on the cheek during the award ceremony!" Zina said, looking at her with a smile in her round eyes.

Lin Jingzhe thought about it carefully and found the award ceremony video on the Internet. "It's true."

"What are you going to do if he wants to kiss you on the cheek?" Zina asked curiously with green eyes.

"It's just a matter of etiquette. What are you thinking?" Lin Jingzhe said with amusement, looking at her who was watching the show. "I can't ask for special treatment! Don't think too much. What does this mean?"

"He is trying to please you. We don't have any kisses on the cheek." Zina looked at her brightly and said.

"Tsk... If you're being nice to me for no reason, you're either a traitor or a thief." Lin Jingzhe sneered, "Go to sleep!" He closed the laptop and placed it on the bedside table.

"Go to bed early. Who knows what might happen tonight?" Zina covered herself with a thin blanket and turned up the air conditioner to prevent herself from catching a cold.

&*&

Lin Jingzhe and the others slept soundly, but Smith's place was like a typhoon, and everything in the room was smashed to pieces.

"Smith, we have to pay for the broken things!" Annie said cautiously while standing against the wall.

"Do I need money? These junk are worth nothing." Smith looked at her with a grim expression and sat down dejectedly on the sofa. "How could this happen? I can't beat her even with medicine."

"We won more gold medals today, and they only got two." Annie said cautiously.

"What I want is for them to get nothing like the last World Championships," Smith said gritting his teeth.

"That's obviously impossible. They don't seem to be afraid of us anymore," Annie said in surprise. "They're in a different spirit."

"Damn it, it's all that Lin Jingzhe's fault." Smith pounded his fist on the armrest of his chair. "They gained confidence, as if they were just that good."

"What should we do now?" Anne looked at him with her bright blue eyes and said, "We performed very well in other events, exceeding the results of previous competitions and training." She said helplessly, "There is only a problem with Lin Jingzhe." Looking at his face changing drastically, she said, "I checked. She signed up for eight events in this World Championships. Even if she won all of them, she would only win eight..." Under Smithson's cold gaze, Anne swallowed her words back.

"How many gold medals have we won in total? What do you mean only eight?" Smith raged. "Other countries are taking a piece of the pie, so how can we get a few?" he said angrily. "Without good results, how can we get endorsements? Without endorsement fees, how can we keep the club running?" He added in frustration, "Without the aura of an Olympic champion, how can the club recruit students? Without students, where will the income come from? We can only wait for closure!"