"Hey! Give it to me already!" Wang Ping immediately shouted.
The line-up on the sports field was perfectly straight, and at this moment, it was obviously impossible to go back to the classroom to get chalk.
"Considering your good attitude in admitting your mistake..."
Wang Ping's words were cut off halfway, as Zhen Yu opened her hand to reveal a pile of crushed chalk in her palm.
She had crumbled the chalk into tiny pieces.
Wang Ping's eyes bulged as he swallowed and gasped, with breath stuck in his chest, unable to go up or down.
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Zhen Yu threw away the fragments.
"Who asked you to pick on me?"
Wang Ping stiffened immediately and denied, "No one! No one put me up to this!"
"Apologize, and I'll give you the chalk," Zhen Yu said lightly, taking a gentle breath.
Wang Ping immediately refused, "I won't apologize. You've crushed all the chalk already!"
Zhen Yu dug into her pocket, and what lay in her palm was still half a piece of chalk.
The surrounding students: "..."
