After glaring at them angrily, they turned around and returned to their seats.
At the end of the round, the latter teams also figured out Class 9's habit and started to count out loud with them. However, they could not keep track of their own counting at all; after they counted more than 30, they would fall into Class 9's rhythm. The rhythms of the two classes were completely different, and once their rhythm was messed up, the same situation as before would happen.
Class 9 defeated all the other teams, leaving only the final battle with Class 1 to determine the final victor.
Guan Chiyue and Chen Xingqian gripped their phones as they took many photos of Lu Jingzhi.
I've never seen such a good-looking child!
"Hey, Jingzhi, your sister is competing with our class."
Lu Jingzhi nodded.
Chen Xingqian was infatuated. "She's so cool! If I was so cool when I was young, I wouldn't have been bullied."