Ye Jian didn't expect such a domineering student to turn from a tiger to a mouse.
When it was time to eat, Song Zhiqiu, who was sitting opposite her, sighed and said, "The boys in your class took the lead. Now, a few boys in my class want to fight me one-on-one. Their request is the same. If they win, I have to be more lenient with them.
"How would I dare to agree? Who knows what they'll compete with me about? That's why I rejected them and told them to take a good look at the results of tonight's competition."
Someone eating at the side almost choked on his rice when he heard that. He patted his chest repeatedly before catching his breath. "Ye Jian, who gave that boy in your class the guts to challenge you? One-on-one?"
None of them dared to!
No, even the instructors of their school didn't dare!
What the instructor didn't dare to do, a hothead student actually dared to do it!
How bold!
