The tournament schedule had reached its fourth day. The doubles line-ups were locked, and both singles players had advanced to the semifinals. That evening was the mixed doubles final.
Before stepping onto the court, Wang Chuqin's hands were slightly damp with sweat. Shasha reached out her hand. "Come on, let's pump ourselves up." This was one of the good-luck gestures Shasha had invented when they were seventeen. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't, but she was quite superstitious about it. Wang Chuqin smiled and grasped her right hand. "Let's go."
"Brother Tou, are you nervous?"
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