For Zhou Chen's slacking behavior, the other trainees were puzzled. After all, this was a rare opportunity for debut. Many trainees didn't even have the qualification to participate in this program. While everyone diligently familiarized themselves with the nursing home environment, he chose to play table tennis with an old man.
Was he crazy? Was he deliberately sabotaging himself?
Little did they know, Zhou Chen was feeling extremely content and comfortable at the moment.
"Young man, you're quite skilled, huh? Have you practiced table tennis before?"
After two rounds, the old man raised his thumb in praise of Zhou Chen's skills.
Zhou Chen smiled and replied honestly, "I practiced in elementary and middle school. My teacher used to say I had a natural talent for it."
"Haha, you're not being modest. But I can tell you do have some talent. Despite my old age, I was once the provincial champion. Most people can't handle my shots."
The old man laughed heartily.
"Is that so? How about another round?"
"Sure, sure, watch closely this time."
With a smile, the old man swiftly served the ball again.
This time, Zhou Chen didn't manage to return it. He anticipated it but couldn't see the ball clearly due to the intense late-night practice the previous night. After two rounds, his physical condition had deteriorated, and his vision wasn't as clear.
"Young man, why couldn't you return that ball just now? Are you tired?"
The old man noticed Zhou Chen's mistake.
"To be honest, I didn't sleep at all last night, so after two rounds, my body is tired, and my vision is blurry. If I were in normal condition, I would have no problem returning your serve just now."
Zhou Chen replied truthfully.
"I see. Young man, don't push yourself too hard. Even if you achieve great success later on, if you accumulate a lot of health issues, you won't have a happy old age."
The old man reminded him earnestly.
"Thank you, sir. I didn't understand this before and casually sacrificed my health. But from now on, I won't. I'll learn to take care of myself properly, and try to regain my health as much as possible."
Zhou Chen expressed his gratitude.
"Haha, it's good that you think that way. My name is Chen Tiansheng, but everyone calls me Uncle Chen. You can call me that too."
Chen Tiansheng laughed heartily.
"Okay, Uncle Chen, let's have another match another day. Right now, I really need to buy a pillow and get a good night's sleep."
"Then go ahead, tell me which room you're staying in, and I'll have the supermarket deliver a pillow to you later."
Chen Tiansheng offered.
"Really? Thank you, Uncle Chen. I'm in Room 308 on the third floor of the guest area."
Seeing Chen Tiansheng's serious expression, Zhou Chen chose to believe him.
"Alright, I'll call the supermarket now. The pillow will be delivered to your room shortly."
Chen Tiansheng then took out a cell phone and made a call.
"Thank you, Uncle Chen. I'll head back to my room now. Let's arrange another game of table tennis another day."
Zhou Chen thanked the old man and then turned to walk towards the accommodation area.
At that moment, his agent, Zhang Chuchu, rushed over again. She had heard the other trainees discussing Zhou Chen playing table tennis with the old man and came to clarify the situation.
"Zhou Chen, what exactly are you up to? Didn't you say you were going back to sleep? Now you're playing table tennis with the old man?" Zhang Chuchu immediately questioned him upon seeing Zhou Chen again.
"Zhang, do you have to interfere with whether I sleep or play sports?" Zhou Chen asked bluntly.
"You..." Zhang Chuchu was both angry and helpless because according to the contract, she indeed had no right to interfere with whether Zhou Chen slept or played sports.
"But since you're not sleeping, you should be familiarizing yourself with the nursing home environment like the other trainees, not playing sports here." After calming her emotions, Zhang Chuchu exploded again.
"Sorry, I don't want to be like them. I'm tired now, and all I want is to go back and get a good night's sleep," Zhou Chen replied, ignoring Zhang Chuchu and walking straight towards the accommodation area without looking back.
Zhang Chuchu's eyes were almost shooting fire at this point. Over the years, Wanhe had trained countless trainees, and not a single one dared to speak to her like this. Was Zhou Chen really going against her?
Fine, she would show him how powerful she, Zhang Chuchu, was.
So she immediately took out her phone and called her husband, Manager Wang Wei.
"Hello! Old Wang, this Zhou Chen is too unruly. I demand that he be put on ice to make him understand the consequences of not being obedient as a trainee."
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