Disdain?
Instructor Yan glanced at Xi Zuzi's departing figure and sneered:
"No, she's far inferior to you. Just a rural girl who doesn't know any boxing, only brute force, getting by with backdoor tactics to fudge a score."
"Yes, she should clearly have scored zero. It's a pity that we honestly followed you, Instructor, to study and finally got a full score, only to have it devalued by her…"
Xiao Hong nodded like a pecking chicken to agree with the instructor, successfully making the other party extremely comfortable.
"Xiao Hong, practice well. In a few days, for the military boxing performance, I'll arrange for you to lead the team in front, you'll definitely shine! What does she count for?"
"Instructor, I'm all yours..."
"You must win face back for me!"
Instructor Yan was deeply aggrieved when thinking of being scolded to a sorry state by his superiors yesterday because of Xi Zuzi.
