Yang Ming, full of disdain: "Couldn't you spend a little money, just a little money to hire someone to design a billboard?"
"Tsk, is the artistic component not high enough?"
Levi Sherman looked down at the billboard, added two smiley faces, and shouted:
"Give me some feedback! Show some support! You two young people don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young!"
Yang Ming and Edwan exchanged a glance, both forced out a strained smile, and clapped slowly.
"Really! Boring!"
Levi Badoli tossed the billboard aside, leisurely sat on the other side of Yang Ming, supporting his arm behind, looking at the simulated scenery in the sky.
Yang Ming and Edwan lay back down again, continuing to rest with closed eyes.
After quite a while.
"Honorable Teacher Badoli," Yang Ming lazily asked, "Have the club procedures been completed?"
"Not yet," Levi Badoli pouted, "The few staff at the training base all said they have no precedent for it, there's also no club office area here."
