Accompanying a spectacular front somersault and the little foot stretched out by Tang Wan, Zhou Li, having lost his balance, knelt on one knee from mid-air, elegantly landing in front of Cen Zhu's feet.
The scene fell silent.
Watching Zhou Li kneeling in front of the tall woman, everyone's brains seemed to shrink.
With a confident smile, Zhou Li slowly raised his head. He was not a bit embarrassed or ashamed, but slowly stood up, extended his hand, and gave a thumbs-up.
"Arch perfect, skin exquisite, toes rounded, well-maintained indeed, Teacher Cen."
Cen Zhu inhaled sharply, then, for the first time in a classroom, the always-stoic Master lost her composure.
"You scoundrel!!!!"
Grabbing Zhou Li's collar, driving her knee up, and with an indignant scold, Cen Zhu directly hoisted Zhou Li and swung him in a half-circle, slamming him to the ground.
