Liang Lu was helpless and could only curse in exasperation, "Let go of my hand! If you think you're that great, let's go to the field and fight fair and square!"
Tan Rou smiled at Liang Lu and exposed her rudely. "Who's the one who isn't being honest? There were so many people watching, and you were the one who wanted to hit me first. I'll admit it if I can't beat you. It's not something embarrassing. Is there such a difference between being in the classroom and on the field? Shouldn't we allow more people to see if you're that great?!"
Liang Lu's face turned red, and she was furious. She tried her best to shake off Tan Rou's grip on her wrist, but the inertia of it was so great that she stumbled and knocked down the table next to her.
It was Xu Yan's desk. A beautiful lunchbox fell, and the food spilled all over the floor. Liang Lu couldn't stand still and sat on it, covered in vegetable soup and oil.
