"What's the matter?"
Xia Ping blinked his eyes and looked at Jiang Yaru.
"There's something I want to inform you."
Jiang Yaru said: "In three days, the school will hold a martial arts fighting competition. Each of our third year classes has ten places, and one of the places was originally for Yang Wei. But now he has been arrested by the police and can't come out in a short time, so I want to ask you, do you want to participate in this school fighting competition? "
Speaking of this, her face was very strange. It seemed that Yang Wei was arrested by the police because of this guy. Thinking about it, Yang Wei was originally a good student, but he didn't expect to provoke this bad guy, and his reputation was ruined.
I don't know what Yang Wei will become after he gets out of prison.
"School fighting competition?!" Xia Ping's eyes flickered.
He has also heard of this competition. This is an annual school martial arts competition. Almost all the outstanding students in the school will participate. If you can win, you will get a reward.
Of course, the school's reward is nothing at all. What's important is that if you can get the top ten in this school fighting competition, you will be eligible to represent 95th High School in the high school fighting competition in Tianshui City.
This is a competition where the top experts of all the high schools in Tianshui City gather together. It is unknown how many spectators it attracts, and the rewards are very generous. If you win, you will even have the opportunity to enter the army to gain experience and enhance your strength.
Every year, any student who has the opportunity to show strong strength in the Tianshui City high school fighting competition has a high chance of entering Yanhuang University.
These things originally had nothing to do with Xia Ping, and he didn't pay much attention to them, but now it's different. Maybe he can use this competition to increase more hatred and enhance his own strength.
"If I represent the class in this school fighting competition, won't the others have any objections?" Thinking of this, Xia Ping looked at Jiang Yaru and asked.
"Of course not."
Jiang Yaru shook his head: "Because you have defeated Xiong Batian and shown your strength. With such a record, I believe other students will not have any objections."
This is also normal.
The proof of martial arts strength is the record!
Who you can defeat represents how strong you are. Although Xia Ping was mediocre before, he recently defeated Xiong Batian on the Flying Dragon Experience Platform, which is a record.
Even in Class 12, there are not many students who can defeat Xiong Batian, so Xia Ping can represent the class in the competition, and others can't have any objections.
Even if he really had an opinion, all he had to do was say, 'Can you defeat Xiong Batian?!' This way, the others would have nothing to say.
But until now, Jiang Yaru still felt that it was inconceivable. Xia Ping, who originally had an ordinary performance and had no special characteristics, had actually silently advanced to the fourth heavenly layer of Martial Disciple and even defeated a powerhouse like Xiong Batian. This was really too strange. What the hell happened?!
"Alright, I agree."
Xia Ping immediately said. With such an opportunity, he absolutely could not miss it.
"Alright, I'll report your name."
Jiang Yaru nodded, but she still couldn't help but ask, "Xia Ping, I've noticed that you haven't been paying attention in class lately. What are you doing?"
"Nothing much. I'm just writing a novel," Xia Ping replied casually.
Write a novel?
Jiang Yaru's beautiful eyes widened as she looked at Xia Ping in disbelief. According to her understanding, this guy was clearly a language idiot who would fall asleep after reading for less than three minutes. How could he know such a high level thing as writing a novel? It was the same before. How did this bastard advance to the fourth heavenly layer so quickly? What happened to him?
Soon, she noticed a page projected on Xia Ping's desk. Her heart moved, and she asked, "Could it be that your novel was published on Penguin? You wrote this work? What exactly is written on it … "
With a snap, Xia Ping immediately closed the page and said with a straight face, "What I write has nothing to do with you. You should go back and study. Don't be a hindrance here, okay?"
His expression was strange. If Jiang Yaru knew what kind of novel he was writing, she would probably want to eat him alive, so this matter had to be concealed.
"I'm a hindrance?!"
Hearing this, Jiang Yaru was so angry that she almost died. Her charming face turned red. "Xia Ping, you've defeated Xiong Batian and your tail is already sticking up. You actually think I'm a hindrance? Now you've grown some ability, haven't you?"
Since they were young, she had always been a head above Xia Ping. She had excellent grades, was all-powerful in sports, and was even the school belle. It had always been her who thought Xia Ping was a hindrance. There had never been a time when Xia Ping thought she was a hindrance.
But now this bastard was starting to get cocky. He actually dared to say that she, Jiang Yaru, was a hindrance. How preposterous!
"It's not what you think it is. It's hard for me to explain anything to you. You don't understand this novel anyway, so there's no point in explaining it to you." Xia Ping wanted to send Jiang Yaru away as soon as possible. If they continued talking, things would get out of hand. His novel really couldn't be casually read by anyone, especially women.
Don't understand?!
Hearing these words, Jiang Yaru became even angrier. She was an outstanding student whose grades were in the top ten of the school. Her language grades were also top-notch. What kind of novel couldn't she understand? Even if it was an ancient language, she could still translate it a little.
Clearly, this bastard's ego had swelled up after defeating Xiong Batian. He didn't put anyone in his eyes. That was why he said such big words. He didn't even put her, Jiang Yaru, in his eyes.
Fine!
Since you don't want me to read it, then I'll go and read it. I'll see just what kind of things you, Xia Ping, have written to be so cocky. You're too arrogant!
Jiang Yaru decided. Not only was she going to read this bastard Xia Ping's novel, she was going to seriously read it. At the same time, she was going to write a review of this bastard's writing. She wanted him to stop being so cocky and learn to be humble.
There were many capable people in this world. You're not the only one.
"Teacher Bai Rong? That should be the name. But the name of the novel is quite elegant. Could it be that it's specifically about school life? Is it about the bond between a student and a teacher? Or is it about the moving story of a teacher's hard work in educating a student? Or perhaps it's about the school's workplace struggles. But I didn't expect this guy to be so sentimental. He's actually starting to write literary novels. "
Even if it was just a glance, with Jiang Yaru's powerful dynamic vision and profound martial arts cultivation, she was still able to remember the contents of the page in an instant. There was nothing she could hide.
Thinking up to here, she fiercely glared at Xia Ping and returned to her seat.
"She's finally gone." Seeing that she wasn't going to pursue the matter, Xia Ping also let out a sigh of relief.
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