A week passed in the blink of an eye, and it was time for their weekly Ancient Martial Arts class again. All the male students in the class were excited, since they were about to see Teacher Nana.
"Hello, Teacher."
"Hello, everyone."
As Nana appeared, Dong Qianqiu led the class in greeting her. Nana smiled in response, though her gaze kept drifting toward Chen Ming.
"Today, I'll show you some real Ancient Martial Arts combat. I'll choose a few students to come up and spar with me."
As soon as she announced the lesson, several boys eagerly raised their hands to volunteer.
"Pick me, Teacher! Pick me!"
"Teacher Nana, I can do it!"
She looked over the students as if she were choosing a target. Chen Ming quietly hid among the crowd, slipping behind Dong Qianqiu and using her as a shield in an attempt to avoid being picked.
"You're taking advantage of Qianqiu again while I'm not looking!"
Lan Mengqin spotted Chen Ming skulking around and thought he was taking advantage of her best friend. She immediately objected and yanked Dong Qianqiu into her arms.
"Hey, let me hide for a bit. I don't want to go up there."
Chen Ming raised an eyebrow and simply pulled Lan Mengqin in front of him too. It seemed she had found his weakness, because she immediately raised her hand and recommended him.
"Teacher Nana, Chen Ming is widely recognized as the best martial artist in our class. Why don't you pick him to show us a few moves?"
"Damn it!"
His expression changed at once. He hurriedly clamped a hand over her mouth to stop her from saying anything else.
But it was obviously too late. Nana took her suggestion and picked him.
"Then, Chen Ming, come on up."
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