My sister never calls me brother.

Wang Qianqian calmly dribbled the tennis ball, glanced at the two idiots opposite her, smiled slyly, and thought to herself, "You two fools, you asked for this. Don't cry if you lose!"

Wang Qianqian tossed the tennis ball into the air, bent slightly, raised her racket, and judging from the direction of the racket, it should be aimed at Zhou Han.

Oh? Looking for death? I like it... Zhou Han thought he had it all figured out.

But Wang Qianqian slightly changed the angle of her racket. All her previous movements were feints. Her target was Li Yang, who was standing in the back row looking dazed!

Wang Qianqian swung her racket with all her might, and the tennis ball flew straight towards Li Yang at lightning speed.

What?! A feint? Zhou Han was shocked and tried to save the day, but it was too late.

The flying tennis ball struck Li Yang's racket, sending it soaring high into the air. Judging by the height, it had already flown out of bounds. As soon as the ball landed, Zhou Han's team lost.

Li Yang, who was in a daze, was so startled that he dropped his racket on the ground, completely unaware of what had happened.

Zhou Han watched the tennis ball fly further and further away in the sky, his face falling. It seemed he had lost. He muttered a complaint to Li Yang, "It's all your fault! Why did you have to watch those waves..."

Li Yang already knew the situation and retorted to Zhou Han, "How dare you talk about me like that? Weren't you watching it with great interest yourself?"

"Bullshit!" Zhou Han's face turned red.

Wang Qianqian looked at the racket she had raised and cheered loudly, "We won! Those two idiots! They deserved it..."

Liu Yue also lowered her guard.

However, reality tells us that we shouldn't be too happy until the very last moment.

A tennis ball flying in the sky struck a passing swallow, successfully launching it again towards Wang Qianqian's scoring zone on the court...

Wang Qianqian was making faces, mocking Zhou Han and Li Yang, which made them so angry they were grinding their teeth.

But suddenly a tennis ball landed in front of Wang Qianqian, and she scored a point.

The referee paused for a moment, then raised the victory flag towards Zhou Han and Li Yang.

Happiness came so suddenly that Zhou Han and Li Yang didn't even have time to react.

Wang Qianqian stared blankly at the tennis ball with swallow feathers still stuck in its soles, unable to accept reality. She muttered to herself, "How is this possible? What's going on? This is too much of a coincidence! Is this some kind of joke? Why is this happening..."

Zhou Han and Li Yang burst into laughter, finding it unbelievable.

"Hmph hmph hmph..." Li Yang covered his left eye and said in a childish tone, "I just played a world-class game. Now you should believe that I am a man who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Nadal, right?"

Zhou Han was speechless, thinking to himself, "This guy is shameless, turning a stroke of luck into his own ability..."

Wang Qianqian knelt on the ground, threw her racket aside, and said pitifully, "Why am I so unlucky! My plans are always interrupted. I just want to enjoy some time alone with Gu Bai! Why is it so difficult? Waaah..."

Liu Yue sighed and said helplessly, "I told you not to make promises you can't keep..."

The other side of the field had even more spectators, as it was the venue for Lin Nianwei and Miyazaki Airi to face off against Gu Bai and Feng Jiarui.

The three extremely popular people, when they got together, attracted many classmates as well as students from other classes.

The score was close, tied at 1-1. Miyazaki Airi was struggling with Lin Nianwei, so the draw was already a good result, especially since Gu Bai and Feng Jiarui were both formidable opponents.

The two hit a series of good shots, drawing cheers from the onlookers. Feng Jiarui seemed to be putting in very little effort, simply assisting Gu Bai in hitting the ball.

"Hey, classmate, honestly, just give up. It's almost impossible to win against two opponents at once," Feng Jiarui said to Miyazaki Airi.

From the start of the match, Feng Jiarui kept talking nonstop, which annoyed Miyazaki Airi.

"If possible, I hope you can say less..." Miyazaki Airi was slightly angry, and her expression was not very pleasant.

Lin Nianwei remained silent behind Miyazaki Airi, holding a tennis racket, yet almost blending into the crowd of onlookers...

Gu Bai patted the tennis ball, glanced at the score, licked his lips, tossed the ball into the air, and swung his racket with all his might...

Outside the boundary.

Serve again.

Outside the boundary.

Serve again.

Outside the boundary.

Gu Bai gave away three consecutive points to the opponent, resulting in a direct loss of the game.

Miyazaki Airi was stunned for a moment, realizing that Gu Bai had deliberately lost. Although she was a little unwilling, she had at least won.

"We won!" Miyazaki Airi cheered, hugging Lin Nianwei in celebration.

"Oh...oh!" Lin Nianwei, expressionless, raised her little fist in a symbolic celebration...

Chapter Forty-Eight: Violent Smash

Gu Bai glanced at Miyazaki Airi and Lin Nianwei, who were cheering and jumping for joy.

"Oops~, I suddenly lost my focus, sorry." Gu Bai scratched his head and smiled, saying to Feng Jiarui.

"Sigh..." Feng Jiarui sighed and shrugged, "You're still such a nice person..."

"How could that be..." Gu Bai said somewhat awkwardly, "Besides, it doesn't look good if two against one wins."

"It appeared!" Feng Jiarui gave Gu Bai a thumbs up and said, "The saintly radiance just now was really dazzling!"

Gu Bai smiled and shook his head.

After an exceptionally fierce competition, the finals finally arrived, and the winning teams were—

Airi Miyazaki and Lin Nianwei.

Zhou Han and Li Yang.

The two teams met on the field, attracting worldwide attention.

Although Gu Bai's absence left the girls slightly disappointed, the boys were very excited! Both of their class's goddesses were there.

Miyazaki Airi looked at Zhou Han with displeasure and said, "How did you two idiots even make it to the finals?"

"Do you even need to ask?" Zhou Han said with his nose in the air, "Of course it's because of my superhuman strength!"

"Oh," Miyazaki Airi replied expressionlessly.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Li Yang clicked his tongue three times, waved his fingers, and said, "What absolute strength? It's clearly because of my divine, universe-level ball skills that I was able to overcome all obstacles."

"Huh!?" Zhou Han curled her lips, looking disgusted, and said, "You've been just a bystander the whole time, and you still have the nerve to talk about your skills? You've just had a bit of luck..."

"Are you denying my crucial role at this critical moment?" Li Yang said, clearly displeased.

"Ugh...you two idiots, shut up..." Miyazaki Airi sighed and turned to Zhou Han, saying, "Let me tell you, I'm not going to hold back."

“These are my lines…” Zhou Han retorted.

“I can beat you even without Vi-chan’s help.” Miyazaki Airi frowned.

“I can still beat you even with this idiotic idiot.” Zhou Han pointed to Li Yang behind him.

Li Yang was furious and started gesticulating wildly behind him.

"Oh? You've got quite the nerve, huh? I'll beat you until you cry..." Miyazaki Airi's face darkened.

"Don't think that just because you're my sister... cough!" Zhou Han coughed lightly and said, "Don't think that just because you're a girl I'll go easy on you."

"Alright! You just wait, today I'll show you what a difference in strength really means." Miyazaki Airi threatened.

"Come on! Come at me head-on, I can't wait~" Zhou Han shrugged, blurting out an embarrassing statement without thinking.

Airi Miyazaki's expression froze, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and without saying a word, she slammed her tennis racket hard into Zhou Han's face.

"Ouch—!" Zhou Han covered her face and cried out in pain...

Airi Miyazaki snorted coldly, because that remark was practically sexual harassment, which made her quite angry.

After the match began, Zhou Hanfang served first.

Li Yang peeked closer and whispered, "Are you confident?"

"Don't worry!" Zhou Han smiled and said, "I have a sure way to win."

"So skillful?" Li Yang gestured with his hands like two guns, aiming at Zhou Han, and said, "I'm rooting for you!"

Zhou Han gripped the tennis ball in his hand, tossed it into the air, raised his racket, and unleashed his signature jump serve.

The tennis ball flew high in the air, passing over Miyazaki Airi, and heading straight for Lin Nianwei in the back row.

Lin Nianwei looked up at the tennis ball, but didn't move, letting the ball land next to her and score.

15-0, Zhou Han's team took the first blood.

Zhou Han's strategy was very simple: find the weakest point and break it. Miyazaki Airi was able to reach the finals, so her skills must be good. But he knew that Lin Nianwei was weak in sports. So as long as he attacked Lin Nianwei fiercely, it would not be difficult to win.

Relying on the attack range of his jump serve, he accurately hit Lin Nianwei and easily scored a point.

Although Zhou Han's plan was quite unethical, even bordering on petty, his thinking was simple—

If I want to win, why would I throw the game?

Zhou Han is just that straightforward. He doesn't have any chivalrous sentiments or considerations for women, because he doesn't think about such things in a fussy way at all...

The students watching were instantly abuzz with excitement at Zhou Han's relentless scoring.

The girls were alright and didn't react excessively. Miyazaki Airi and Lin Nianwei usually attracted a lot of boys' attention, so they were happy to watch. However, they didn't like Zhou Han's actions.

The boys, however, expressed their dissatisfaction. She was the class goddess, a national beauty! Everyone usually tried to curry favor with her, but Zhou Han just wouldn't budge, insisting on a direct confrontation!

Many boys felt an urge to throw trash at Zhou Han...

Li Yang sensed something was off about the atmosphere, frowned, and quietly asked Zhou Han, "Why do I feel like everyone's reactions are a bit strange?"

“Only the boys are acting strange. Look at the girls, they seem perfectly normal.” Zhou Han paused and said, “Those boys are just blatantly jealous. If we win, we’ll be all set in the girls’ eyes, while they’ll still be nobody…”

Li Yang thought about it and agreed that it made a lot of sense. He gave a thumbs up and said, "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

Miyazaki Airi looked at Zhou Han with some annoyance and said loudly, "Hey! Aren't your methods a bit too underhanded?"

"Huh!?" Zhou Han shrugged and said, "There's no such thing as underhanded tactics in winning or losing. As long as we win, that's all that matters!"

Miyazaki Airi really wanted to jump to the other side and beat up Zhou Han, but there were too many onlookers and she didn't want to do it, fearing it would ruin her previous image.

Lin Nianwei glanced at Zhou Han across from her and thought to herself, "She really hasn't changed at all..."

When they were little, Zhou Han always bullied Lin Nianwei in sports. He was really ruthless and never held back, always giving it his all.

Nevertheless, Lin Nianwei still admired Zhou Han's straightforward and sincere personality. Having seen too much flattery and fawning, Zhou Han was a breath of fresh air, but also an oddity.

Without wasting words, Zhou Han jumped and served again, still aiming at Lin Nianwei behind him.