The moment the school administrators sidled up to Ye Qisao to curry favor.
Inside the school.
Although Xi Shenlian had noticed what was happening over there, he had no intention of paying it any mind.
At that moment, he was amusing himself by teasing Qian Shan Xuehui.
Standing on the edge of the windowsill and repeatedly dodging the broom head she tried to poke him with, he solemnly borrowed lines from the anime he had watched in his previous life and used them to criticize her on the spot:
"Your backhand lacks power, your forehand is unrefined, your footwork is sloppy, and your reactions are slow. Not one of your moves is any good. You still think you can compete with me?"
"Ke ke ke~"
Qian Shan Xuehui grew exceptionally furious upon hearing that.
The broom, which she had originally been using just for show, became something she genuinely wanted to use to hit Xi Shenlian.
But unfortunately...
The gap between them was absolute.
Xi Shenlian was clearly standing on a windowsill that was not very large—in fact, it was exceptionally narrow—yet she simply could not hit him.
As the saying went, it was fine before she tried. The more she tried, the angrier she got. It seemed this was all she could do.
After trying desperately for several minutes without even touching Xi Shenlian, she could only lean on the broom, panting and somewhat out of breath, and say:
"Forget it..."
"I'll forgive you this time."
She was trying to salvage a little of her dignity.
Seeing that she was genuinely exhausted, Xi Shenlian stopped provoking her and simply stepped down from the windowsill.
Looking at the classroom, which was spotlessly clean and orderly, large enough to hold at least a hundred students in his previous life but containing