Zi Yi's speech had directly incurred the competitiveness of the majority of the students present.
She just happened to brush past Yang Wenhao when she walked down the podium.
Yang Wenhao stopped by her side and sneered. "I'd advise you to not be so arrogant. Otherwise, when you get slapped across the face with the results, no one would sympathize with you."
Zi Yi tilted her head and glanced at him. Her lips curled up and she said, "If you can't stand me, you can come and ask to challenge me."
Having said that, she walked back to her seat.
She had angered Yang Wenhao to the extent that he wished he could ask to compete with her right away.
Following that, the spectators all noticed that when the second freshman was giving his speech, he was extremely impassioned. That expression of his was as if he could flip the whole auditorium upside down.
