Playing basketball in a Tai Chi uniform.
The more Wu Xiaoqi thought about it, the more feasible the idea seemed. It would definitely be a novel experience.
He acted at once. Wu Xiaoqi grabbed the hem of his shirt with both hands, intending to take it off.
Just as he started moving, he suddenly froze, then turned to look at his deskmate, Pang Jiao.
Wu Xiaoqi's hands hesitated.
He felt that if he dared to change clothes in front of Pang Jiao, he would definitely suffer an unprecedented barrage of insults.
Helpless, Wu Xiaoqi could only stay put obediently.
"Damn it, I've never been this humiliated in my life!"
Wu Xiaoqi did not want to endure it anymore. A reckless thought arose in him, and he planned to find some rebar at a construction site near the school and reclaim his former glory.
But... even if he had rebar, could he really handle the combined force of Pang Jiao, Zhang Yifei, Li Shengnan, and the others?
Wu Xiaoqi had watched television before and heard that wild boars were the overlords of the mountains. Some said that bullets fired from guns could not even penetrate a boar's hide and fat.
If he wielded rebar, descended like a god, and in the middle of battle discovered that he could not break through Pang Jiao's defenses—
Then Pang Jiao and the others would crush him to death, right?
Thinking of how Pang Jiao had suppressed him some time ago, Wu Xiaoqi shuddered.
Take a step back, and the sea and sky would open wide.
The ancestors were right after all!
During the long break of evening self-study.
Shan Kaiquan ran to the back row and shouted, "Nan Bro, Nan Bro, let's go run on the School Field!"
As he spoke, Shan Kaiquan