810 I Can't. I Will Die

Consequently, after Ye Jian said this punishment, Wang Jin, who was really confident just now, choked on his saliva. He passed the microphone quickly to another young man. "Brother, let's send a representative. 60 sit-ups in one minute! Who can do it?"

"I can't. I will die."

"F**k! If you can't do it, I won't be able to do it too!"

The man who took the microphone appeared as if he was holding a hot potato. He couldn't grab the microphone properly. He wasn't confident.

Their classmates couldn't accept this, especially the senior sisters. They shouted immediately, "What's wrong with you? When you gave Ye Jian the letter of challenge, she accepted it readily."

"Now, you're going to back out because she came up with a punishment? What's wrong with all of you?"

"We will protest. Ye Jian agreed to your invitation even though she didn't know how to play darts. Who doesn't know how to do sit-ups? There's just an additional time limit!"