The girl's appearance at the classroom door instantly silenced the noisy, playful students of Class Nine.
If anyone asked who was currently the most famous person at Saint Water High School, the answer could only be Qiao Sang.
Qiao Sang had only joined the Grade Three School Team yesterday, and by that evening, every boarding student had heard the news.
Seeing someone at the center of so much attention suddenly appear at their classroom door left everyone momentarily stunned.
"You know Great God Qiao?" a boy beside Liu Qijia asked nosily. "How come you've never mentioned it?"
Liu Qijia glanced at him. "Not really. We just both entered Barehand Tile Breaking at the last sports meet."
"Yeah, right. Why would she come looking for you if you didn't know each other?" The boy wore an expression that said, Do you think I'm stupid? "Dai Shushu's always saying she knows Great God Qiao, but we've never seen Great God Qiao come to our class specifically to see her."
"Believe whatever you want." With that, Liu Qijia headed toward the classroom door.
Everyone still in the classroom turned to watch.
Liu Qijia walked with a spring in his step.
Despite his calm exterior, he felt rather pleased with himself. Before long, though, that pleasant feeling wilted.
"Is the Golden Glove ready?" Qiao Sang asked.
Liu Qijia replied meekly, "I asked about it. I don't have enough money."
Qiao Sang looked at him quietly.
The silence was sheer torture for Liu Qijia.
Unable to help himself, he explained, "I bought several big tubs of energy powder a while ago to prepare for the sports meet. I really don't have much money left."
Qiao Sang could understand that.
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