Feng Tianqi ran around the court and back to Mu Xiaoxiao.
"Did you see that! I scored another goal! Ain't I cool!"
Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him and replied without humor, "Yeah, cool is cool. But can you stop running over to me?"
What was wrong with this guy!
What did him scoring a goal have to do with her?
Feng Tianqi placed his hands on his hips smugly. "It seems like like this guy isn't good at everything. That's just too bad! I've already scored two goals in less than ten minutes. If this goes on until the period ends, I could probably score ten goals, hm? Xiaoxiao, what do you think?"
"I don't know. Don't ask me." Mu Xiaoxiao waved him away, trying to get him to stop annoying her.
She walked past him and stared at Jun Zeye with a strange expression.
