Zeng Hongyi leaned down slightly, looking at each of them in turn. He clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, get your spirits up! You're all his seniors; you have to set an example for Zhao Rui! Come on, let's do this!"
After he finished speaking, Zeng Hongyi went around and high-fived everyone, cheering them on.
Seeing that their expressions were still a bit dazed, as if they hadn't yet processed the fact that they were actually going to compete, Zhao Rui stood up and walked over to the five of them.
"Hey everyone, what are we so nervous about? The other team should be the ones who are nervous."
Everyone froze for a moment, then turned to look at him.
"Think about it. We're not very good, and you think they don't know that?"
Hearing this, they all shot him unfriendly glares.
"See? If we lose, it's expected. If we win, they're the ones who'll lose face. What's there to be afraid of? Let's just go for it!"
"What's the worst that can happen? We die... ahem."
"Hmph!"
