Gao Yang initially felt that it wouldn't be too embarrassing, but after several back-and-forth attempts, he could hardly bear it anymore.
He would fall with every kick, and trip over with every lift of his leg. Peter kept throwing him in different ways. It didn't matter that Gao Yang's butt was bruised black and blue, the key issue was a group of people who found fun in his misery and made snide remarks, which he couldn't stand.
Once again Gao Yang pulled himself up from the ground, glanced at Li Jinfang subconsciously, only to see Li Jinfang frowning intensely and yelling, "Do it again! Look at how floppy and weak you are! Your kicks are getting softer, didn't you eat? Who cares about them laughing, let them laugh, later go after each of them and knock them down, then they won't be laughing, keep kicking! Hurry up!"
