As everyone knew, any gossip involving the Class Monitor was strictly for watching, not meddling in.
But even just watching could add years to your life!
Everyone in Class Five could tell that Lin Meng Qiu treated the Daoist Master differently from all their other classmates.
And Wen Zhixia went without saying. They often saw her going to school, going home, and eating with the Daoist Master, and she had even come over to their classroom looking for him time and again.
Only the Daoist Master, clear of mind, true to himself, and above worldly concerns, could remain so composed. When the guys in class put themselves in his shoes, they were already torn, unable to decide which girl to choose.
On the left was Lin Meng Qiu, top of the science track; on the right was Wen Zhixia, top of the humanities track-
How was this a simple badminton match? This was clearly a grudge match!
Seeing the two girls facing off on the court, the spectators from Class Five and Class Eleven grew excited.
Fight! Fight!!
"Let's begin."
As soon as Chen Shi'an, their referee, spoke, Wen Zhixia served first.
The girl gripped her racket and lowered her shoulder, sending a beautiful high clear straight toward Lin Meng Qiu's rear court to seize the initiative!
But Lin Meng Qiu had already anticipated it. With nimble steps, she quickly retreated and extended her racket for a light flick. It lacked force, but the shuttle's trajectory was extremely tricky, skimming the net before dropping.
Wen Zhixia knew her style well too and was ready. She lunged forward and lifted the shuttle into Lin Meng Qiu's backhand area again.
After several exchanges, Wen Zhixia's eyes suddenly lit up. She had spotted an opening!
As the shuttle reached its highest point, she