At the main entrance of the classroom block.
Fang Ping stood at the entrance alone, blocking it. He yelled, "Seniors Yu Xianghua, Zhang Ziwei, Chen Pengfei, how about coming out and getting acquainted?"
A slight buzz came from the crowd of people initially intending to disperse.
"What is this kid up to?"
"Duh, it's obvious. He's either challenging them to put himself higher on the list, or wants them to support him and vote in his favor."
"Yu Xianghua's in 3rd place, Zhang Ziwei's in 5th, and Chen Pengfei's in 8th. You sure he's not committing suicide?"
"Not necessarily. He wouldn't take them on if he didn't have the chops. He's in the top 20 after all. We still don't know for sure who will win."
The crowd debated the matter quietly amongst themselves.
Very quickly, a young man with an undercut pushed through the crowd. He looked stubborn and intractable.