Chen Siqing was holding her racket, "There's still ten minutes left before class ends, Jiang Ning, let's play badminton."
Having recovered some of her stamina after watching the match, Chen Siqing felt she could continue playing badminton!
She wanted to win a few games against Jiang Ning.
"Let's go."
Dan Kaiquan and his group turned around and left, striding away like victors.
At this moment, a deep and powerful voice suddenly came from behind:
"Do you really think you've won?"
Hearing this, Wang Longlong turned his head, confused:
"Isn't that the case?"
Shen Xinli gazed at their retreating figures, his mind flooded with humiliation, anger, unwillingness, and jealousy.
His heart pounded with fury, his blood surged like crazy, and in his ears, as if a battle song was resonating.
'Is this the end for me, can I go no further?'
'If I lose like this, does it mean I'm just a man of this caliber?'
'No, it's far from over!'
'I, Shen Xinli, am definitely not just this capable!'
