The mocking voices from Class 1 were incessant.
The sophomore students had grown a lot tougher, and were not as scared of Hu Yi as they were in the first year. The nickname "The Bottom Three Jerks" was shouted loudly, which diluted the originally cheerful atmosphere of Class 2, leaving them angry and helpless.
"If only Sister Xin were here..."
"If Sister Xin were holding down the scene, would they dare be so arrogant? They wouldn't dare to make a peep."
"Sigh..."
During the halftime break, amidst the low morale, everyone couldn't help but hope for a miracle.
A red light flashed outside the door, and a woman dressed in a red skirt with a red hat waved from the entrance to the field.
"Is it Sister Xin?"
"Where, where?"
"That woman in red!"
Someone was excited.
The red hat was pressed very low, making it impossible to see the woman's face.
Hu Yi sneered: "What are you guys looking at? That aura is nothing like her. My Sister Xin doesn't like to dress like a red apple."
