The cleanest seawater is still deadly salty, and Gu Wenjuan coughed uncontrollably, tears and snot streaming down her face.
"Enough," Mo Shu stood up, "Arguing over winning and losing with a beginner, and yet you are still the champion of the school's women's volleyball team."
Fang Tiantian was scolded and put on a wronged expression, saying, "How was I supposed to know she really couldn't play at all?"
"You too," Mo Shu stepped forward, casting a cold glance at He Yong'er, "Every time you hit the ball, it lands on someone's face, turning such a beautiful face into this mess. That's too much."
He Yong'er felt a bit weird hearing Mo Shu rebuke her like this.
In the past, it was always Mo Shu who bullied others, and it should have been her playing the good person.
How had everything reversed now?
Feeling manipulated like this was truly annoying.
Ever since Uncle Dong left, Princess Mo's intelligence seemed to have skyrocketed.
