Zhao Shuai and the others all wore expressions that said "no big deal."
The sports committee even said, "Do you still need a bow and arrow? I know a guy, his family owns the only archery range in our County—a Recurve Bow, Traditional Bow, they have them all!"
"Yes! A traditional bow would be best. After all, Hero Jin is most famous for his ’Archery Trilogy.’"
He Tiantian suddenly felt as if she had divine assistance.
Images flashed across her mind, and she vaguely began to shape the final performance.
She drew all her ideas out on paper.
Everyone listened with boiling blood—they didn’t even need to see the actual outcome, just hearing He Tiantian’s description made them think it was fantastic.
Such a performance wouldn’t be out of place even on a provincial TV station, not just at County First Middle School’s sports meet opening ceremony.
He Tiantian didn’t waste any words. She put down her pen and stretched her wrists and ankles slightly.
Then, in one brisk step, she leaped onto the classroom desk, and then, in mid-air, she did a flipping, soaring pose.
She looked cool and awesome—the key was He Tiantian did it so effortlessly and finally landed on the ground as lightly as a falling leaf.
Everyone: ... Damn! We bow down, a true Martial Arts Master indeed.
Zhou Zixuen was rather calm; she had always known He Tiantian was extraordinary, so seeing her perform a clean and efficient leap only seemed right.
The athletes had mixed feelings, though.
Among them, one or two had once bullied He Tiantian.
It wasn’t physical or extortion, but rather a kind of mob-like indifference and discrimination.
They once echoed Talented Girl Zhou’s flunkies, mocking He Tiantian as Little Fox Spirit and sweeping her with demeaning glances,
as if she were an indecent girl who was out selling herself,
an object they could freely bully, look down upon, and play with.
Such cold violence had also deeply hurt He Tiantian.
But, they had not realized their mistake.
Even though He Tiantian was different from before, she had become beautiful, confident, and strong.
There were rumors that He Tiantian had flipped over Duan Nana, the boss of class ten.
Although they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, such rumors spread within the school, and yet Duan Nana didn’t come to trouble He Tiantian, which led everyone to speculate.
Even if He Tiantian hadn’t laid Duan Nana flat, she must possess methods that Duan Nana was wary of.
The once invisible girl had turned into a domineering flower, and that felt quite curious!
At this moment, seeing He Tiantian’s confident and clear expression, the athletes who had once bullied her suddenly thought: Could such a badass and awesome girl really be a seductive Little Fox Spirit?
Gao Xiang was indeed the male idol of the class, good in studies, good at basketball, and from a wealthy family.
But, the athletes still felt that Gao Xiang might not be worthy of He Tiantian.
He Tiantian was like a pearl that had just been dusted off, radiating her own light.
And Gao Xiang, just a rather excellent boy, his aura of "divinity" seemed dull in front of He Tiantian.
As bystanders, they all felt He Tiantian and Gao Xiang were not from the same world.
How could He Tiantian possibly go after Gao Xiang?
And the most crucial point, even if He Tiantian liked Gao Xiang, these unrelated classmates, what right did they have to despise, mock?
They were all high-school sophomores; puppy love wasn’t anything rare.
They each had crushes, or little girlfriends they went out with for milk tea, watched movies—on what grounds could they target He Tiantian with dirty looks?!
Suddenly, a couple of athletes became restless, ashamed of their past behavior.
Later, they approached He Tiantian awkwardly but finally managed to say, "Sorry, He Tiantian, I shouldn’t have bullied you in the past!"
He Tiantian: ... I really want to graciously say it’s okay, but I can’t!
These boys, unlike Zhou Zixuan, hadn’t isolated or bullied her physically.
But their past glances were too stinging.
Cold violence is still violence.
They weren’t the masterminds, but the indifference and discrimination with the crowd were also a form of bullying.
He Tiantian didn’t say much, just nodded slightly, "Okay, I know!"
Though she couldn’t forgive, seeing these few admitting their mistakes gave her a sense of relief.