.𖥔 ҫ ˖ Tael .𖥔 ҫ ˖

Since childhood, Tael knew only one goal in life: to be the best at hockey. His desire to prove to his parents that he was worthy of praise and pride led to him now being the leader of his hockey team and a national champion. It was evening. The central rink was empty. Tael stood in a row with his team, listening to the coach's latest report and training schedule for the coming month. Tael sighed heavily and looked away toward the rink, noticing that on the other side, a row of young female figure skaters stood, and in front of them stood a young man who at that very moment began loudly scolding the girls for improper technique and movements. The hockey team's coach glanced at the skaters and sighed in irritation, rubbing the bridge of his nose . Is there really no room for them again? How much longer can this go on? Can't you see that hockey players are practicing here? The coach turned his gaze back to the team and continued his report. At one point, the skater raised his voice and the coach couldn't take it anymore . "Tael, go tell that hysterical woman she shouldn't yell like that. He's not alone here. " Tael nodded briefly and quickly skated up to the skaters, braking sharply. "Hey, bro. They asked me to tell you to stop yelling like that."