Everyone: "..."
By the end of the sixth round, the score was seventeen to seventeen, a tie.
Gu Jiao didn't score much; she usually passed the ball to Mu Qingchen, but she still managed to become the center of attention through sheer skill.
"Why is he like that?"
In Xiao Hen's Pavilion, a female student murmured.
Another female student said, "But watching Young Master Qingchen win the game makes me so happy."
The third female student said with a giggly smile, "That's true, they work so well together! They're really a perfect match!"
Xiao Hen's face darkened.
In the pavilion next door, Er Ye Jing was also astonished by Gu Jiao's flashy moves; having watched the sport for many years, he'd never seen anyone blatantly stealing moves and excelling this much.
"Big brother, did you see that? This kid... oh my goodness!"
