Hill called me the boss... Felton puffed up his chest and ran off to chat with his teammates, urging them on.
Standing by and watching, Zhang San saw Little Fatty the boss strut with his head held high, as if the whole person had grown a size larger, and truly understood what 'swelling' meant.
Hill, watching Felton jump into action, admired the youngster's vitality for a moment, then turned to speak to Zhang Yang, "Jack, you don't seem to care much about this? I've never seen you actively talk about this, do you think Rick's 'suppressing' coaching method is wrong?"
Zhang Yang shook his head, "Rick's approach is definitely not wrong, and Raymond wanting to help him is fine too, I just believe it won't have much effect."
Hill: "Why?"
Zhang Yang instead questioned, "Grant, do you think the teammates don't know that the opponents we've defeated are weak?"
Hill thought for a moment, "I suppose they do know."
