You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Lin Wanwan and another girl looked in the direction the long-haired girl was pointing, and sure enough, they saw Jiang Che studying diligently not far away.

The short-haired girl crossed her arms and said, "It seems I was right after all. Wanwan, look, Jiang Che is even putting in extra effort to study hard in PE class in order to win you back."

Lin Wanwan glanced at Jiang Che absentmindedly. In fact, ever since she learned that Jiang Che was studying hard in the morning in an attempt to win her back, she hadn't really wanted to talk to him anymore.

So, instead of responding to her two best friends' conversation, Lin Wanwan took their hands and said, "Alright, alright, let's go watch the boys play ball."

The long-haired girl and the short-haired girl exchanged a glance, both seeing deep confusion in each other's eyes.

At this moment, Lin Wanwan had already led the two of them to the basketball court, but because the basketball court was under renovation recently, no one was playing basketball there.

Meanwhile, most of the boys were gathered around the volleyball court, watching the match between the two classes.

Lin Wanwan saw Zhang Yang jumping around on the court from afar, and immediately frowned, not wanting to go over.

But she also wanted to enjoy the feeling of being the center of attention, so after some deliberation, she chose to head towards the volleyball court.

And at this very moment on the volleyball court—

With a "bang," a volleyball flew over the volleyball net and then plummeted towards the court on Class 1's side.

Wang Kai reacted quickly, immediately leaping towards the ball, but unfortunately, he was a step too late.

The ball grazed his hand and then fell to the ground with a thud.

"Shh-"

The referee blew his whistle, and the assistant referee immediately stepped forward and turned a page on the scoreboard.

The score is now 3-14.

Miserable.

"Wow, is this the strength of a seeded player from Lincheng No. 1 High School?"

Beside the volleyball court, a boy with his arm in a sling let out a sarcastic laugh.

This person was Zhang Yang. His left hand was in a cast and hanging around his neck, clearly indicating that the injury Jiang Che had inflicted on him had not yet healed.

But that didn't stop him from spewing nonsense. He sat in a chair with his legs crossed, holding a handful of sunflower seeds, cracking them open and spitting the shells onto the ground.

His smug look made everyone in the class grit their teeth.

"Wang Kai, if all else fails, you might as well just surrender."

Zhang Yang spat out the sunflower seed shells in his mouth, his eyes sweeping contemptuously over the panting players on the court. "With your skill level, you think you can compete in the provincial tournament? Don't go there and embarrass yourselves, okay?"

"Yeah, just go home, wash up, and go to bed."

The henchmen standing behind Zhang Yang also chimed in, "Even though our Brother Yang is injured and can't play, he's more than capable of coaching you bunch of noobs."

"That's hilarious! He couldn't even catch that ball. With that kind of skill, he's a top player in our school? I really don't know how he got selected. Is there some kind of inside story?"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Wang Kai was panting heavily, supporting himself on his knees, sweat pouring from his forehead and dripping down his cheeks to the ground.

He glared at Zhang Yang, who was standing arrogantly on the sidelines, and was furious.

This bastard's hand is broken and he's still so arrogant. He really wants to rush over right now and give this idiot a good beating to wake him up.

To be honest, it's partly his fault. If he hadn't been so hot-blooded and provoked by Zhang Yang into accepting the challenge, he wouldn't be in this situation where he's being thoroughly humiliated by these bastards.

Originally, their team was far stronger than Zhang Yang's Class 7, but the problem was that their main attacker, Jiang Che, was not there.

Wang Kai thought that Jiang Che had finally put his mind to studying seriously, and he didn't want to interrupt him. He also felt that even without Jiang Che, they should have no problem dealing with Class 7.

Unexpectedly, without their core leader, their skill level plummeted. It turns out that the entire team usually relied on Jiang Che to lead them.

Seeing Zhang Yang and his group still taunting him incessantly, Wang Kai couldn't stand it any longer. He pointed at them and shouted coldly, "Would it kill you to shut your mouths?"

Then he turned his cold gaze to Zhang Yang, who was surrounded by a group of henchmen, and deliberately provoked him, saying, "And you, Zhang Yang, what good is all that blabbering? If you're so capable, come up and fight me! What are you doing barking like a dog down there?"

"Am I not injured?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang wasn't buying into the provocation at all. He grinned and waved his cast-covered hand at Wang Kai, looking utterly shameless. "If I could play, would you even have a chance to breathe?"

"Besides, why would I need to personally deal with a bunch of useless trash like you?"

As he spoke, he whistled at his teammates on the field, "Give it your all, guys, let's make them go home crying sooner."

"Okay, Yang-ge!"

The guys on Zhang Yang's side immediately got all fired up, rubbing their hands together in anticipation.

The referee restored order, getting everyone back to their proper places to prepare for the game to continue.

Class 7 won the previous point, so they will serve again.

A powerful jump serve sent the volleyball whistling through the air.

Wang Kai's libero was a tall, thin guy. Although he kept his eyes on the ball, his reaction was still a beat slow.

Before I could even move my feet, the ball had already hit my feet.

3:15.

The score gap is widening.

More and more students gathered around to watch, and the sounds of pointing and whispering grew increasingly louder.

"Class One is really in a bad situation. They're being completely dominated."

"Isn't Wang Kai's class supposed to be pretty good? Why are they acting like they haven't eaten today?"

"Didn't you see Jiang Che wasn't on? Wang Kai is just a setter; how could they possibly beat Class 7 without Jiang Che, their main attacker?"

Lin Wanwan stood on the outskirts of the crowd, listening to the surrounding discussions, her gaze unconsciously drifting towards the steps of the playground.

Jiang Che was still sitting there reading, his brows furrowed, as if the noise around him had nothing to do with him.

"Wanwan, look at Zhang Yang's arrogant attitude."

The short-haired girl next to her couldn't stand it anymore. "Even though he's your ex-boyfriend now, I still have to say, his character is really terrible. Luckily, you two broke up quickly."

Lin Wanwan bit her lip and didn't say anything.

It was truly embarrassing. She only realized now that Zhang Yang was worlds apart from Jiang Che.

I really don't know how I ever fell for Zhang Yang.

But her attention wasn't on Zhang Yang at all; she was more interested in seeing what Jiang Che would do.

After losing two more points, Wang Kai was completely out of options and slammed the volleyball in his hand to the ground.

"Damn it, I'm not fighting anymore!"

He lost his composure. This wasn't a competition at all; it was a one-sided massacre.

"No, Kai-ge!"

His teammate, the sports committee member, quickly pulled him back, saying, "If we back down now, how are we supposed to get along in the grade?"

"Then how do you suggest we play?" Wang Kai glared at him irritably, pointed at the scoreboard and sneered, "With this score difference, even a god couldn't save us."

"Looking for Che-ge!"

The sports committee member lowered his voice and glanced at the corner, "As long as Brother Che is willing to take action, I think we still have a chance to reverse this point difference."