Class captain Dai Zhu said, "If you want to continue in class one, you have to show your strength. Don't say that us Li Yue's fans are unreasonable. How about this, if you can rank in the top ten of the class in the performance exam next week, I'll acknowledge your strength. But if you can't reach it, then scram back to class eight."
The others quickly echoed, "That's right. If you're just a pretty face, then please scram out of class one immediately!"
"Could it be that you're afraid and don't dare to compete?"
Jiang Yu sneered, "There's nothing to be afraid of. But what if I get into the top ten of the class? What if you guys lose?"
Dai Zhu sneered, "How about this? Whoever you beat in the class, will stand up and apologize to you if she's a Li Yue fan."
The students in class one had been influenced by all sorts of arts since they were young. They were the best in the entire grade.
