"What are you doing?"
The PE teacher came over and reprimanded them sternly. Lu Beichen said in all seriousness, "Liao Changyi and the others threw the ball over. We just returned it to him."
Liao Changyi's entire face darkened. He ignored the teacher and left with his friends arrogantly.
"I'll remember you. Let's go!"
This was directed at Lu Xiaocha. He did not expect to be at a disadvantage with a little girl, and she was the sister of his sworn enemy.
Lu Xiaocha didn't care. So be it. She didn't lose anything anyway.
"Lin, are you okay?"
Wang Lin sat on the track and rubbed her ankle, her eyes red.
"I'm fine."
As she spoke, she stood up with the help of her classmates. However, her foot hurt as soon as she moved.
"Let's go to the infirmary."
"Someone carry her."
Boys and girls of this age had already entered adolescence. Some boys wanted to help, but they didn't dare.
