A Way to Shut Ji Qingyan Up

"Forget it. I'm a strong person. I'm really afraid of hurting you."

"Er... It's okay if it hurts. I'll just endure it. I can take it," Zheng Yawen said.

"Alright, stop fooling around."

Chen Jianye said, "From now on, Teacher Lin will be in charge of your taekwondo class."

Jianye left dejectedly after a few simple reminders.

He didn't have the face to stay here anymore.

Lin Yi followed the lesson plan for the rest of the class, saving himself a lot of energy.

However, there were a few girls who were harder to deal with. They kept saying that they wanted to practice grappling with him, that they weren't afraid of pain, and that they would definitely be able to endure it.

This gave Lin Yi a huge headache.

Lin Yi was even more tired than he was after the game of basketball.

The bell soon rang, but before Lin Yi could leave the gym, his phone rang.

It was a call from Ji Qingyan.