Let the Rejected Win One

Lin Zhou opened all-chat. “Manager Gu, you said experience was an expired answer. Why couldn’t your stolen talent solve an old problem?” Gu Chen’s microphone was still live when he snapped, “Turn off their projections!” The entire world heard him. Xu Cheng removed her headset. Tears finally fell, but her smile was fierce. Her old account sat across from her and her name had been smeared by the club, yet nobody could steal the shot she had just made. Lin Zhou offered her hand. “I’m building a team. No quotas. No thrown games. And no one sits on the bench because she’s a woman.” “What will we call it?” Outside, the rain had stopped. A line of pale light appeared in the east. “Dawn,” Lin Zhou said.