Jiao Chen strode towards the door, and he swept past Su Yue without halting his footsteps.
As the towering figure walked past them, everyone else except for Su Yue was in excitement.
Su Yue suddenly rose and ran out of the court. "Jiao Chen!"
Jiao Chen stopped dead in his tracks after he heard her yell. He turned around to glance at her.
Su Yue tore after him with a bright smile on her beautiful face.
It startled Jiao Chen.
Su Yue stopped before him and gently prodded the corners of Jiao Chen's mouth. "Is it painful?"
Instinctively, Jiao Chen retreated a step backward and frowned at Su Yue. "What's the matter?"
"I think you're so cool. I want to learn how to play. Can I be your disciple?" Su Yue gazed at him with her eyes twinkling. Adoration and admiration filled her eyes.
Jiao Chen coldly replied, "No."
Su Yue bowed her head and looked rather dejected.
