The teacher for class one of the first grade was none other than Ye Yingluo, Ye Yingrong’s elder sister and the person whom Wu Zhangkong ruthlessly rejected.
Ye Yingluo nodded her head towards her younger sister. Her eyes, however, were involuntarily attracted to the person standing on the other side. She looked at Wu Zhangkong, her eyes a bit complicated.
A few days ago, she witnessed the battle between Wu Zhangkong and Guang Biao, and it had etched a deep impression in her mind.
But this didn’t wipe off the scar that Wu Zhangkong had left in her heart. Which part of me doesn’t deserve you?
Wu Zhangkong, just you wait. I’ll ensure your cheeks will be pressed against the ground, and I’ll make that arrogant coldness of yours disappear.
Wu Zhangkong felt as though someone was watching him from afar, so he turned around to look. Though Ye Yingluo’s heart was full of hatred towards him, she involuntarily tried to pose in her best position when he looked over at her.
What was that look of his?
Ye Yingluo was infuriated.
When Wu Zhangkong’s eyes rested on her, they didn’t stay at all. Furthermore, his gaze was emotionless when they swept past her, as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
Bastard! This person, he’s still a bastard.
Ye Yingrong saw the expression on her sister’s face and knew it meant nothing good. She understood this arrogant sister of hers well enough to know that.
Ye Yingluo was given the title of child prodigy when she was younger. Her failure in getting accepted into Shrek Academy had devastated her, changing her into a highly temperamental person. Thus, when she had been rejected by Wu Zhangkong, she became like this.
Sister, you should know very well that whatever you do won’t help. There is no place for us in this man’s eyes. To put it plainly, we have never been on the same level as him! Regardless of what you do, it won’t change anything.
Of course, Ye Yingrong didn’t dare voice these words out loud to her elder sister, as she was highly aware that with her elder sister’s temperament, Ye Yingluo might go mad if she was told this.
“Yangzi, help me teach them a good lesson.” Ye Ying Luo turned back and barked ferociously at the calm teenager who stood behind her.
“Yes, teacher.” There was a flash of light in the eyes of this teenager by the name of Yangzi before he regained his previously calm demeanour.
Director Long Hengxu walked up the stage at this point in time. He first nodded his head to both classes’ teachers in acknowledgement before he began to speak in a deep voice, “This ranking tournament had previously been postponed because of the typhoon. Today will be the fourth match; first grade’s class five will be competing against first grade’s class one. First grade class five’s Teacher Wu, how many participants from your side will compete today?”
Long Hengxu’s mood was very complicated at this point in time.
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