There was a sharp smack.
Nianyang hit someone from Group Two.
Zhong Wenqing couldn't help saying, "Nianyang, your aim is really spot on."
Nianyang nodded, but before she could speak, the big loudspeaker overhead suddenly blasted out Li Tingyan's cold, stern voice,
"All trainees, focus on the exam. No whispering and wasting everyone's time!"
Zhong Wenqing, "…"
That was aimed at him, right? Right?
All he did was say one sentence to Nianyang!
Nianyang, "…"
Tsk, what a walking jar of jealousy!
As she was thinking this, an Arrow Feather suddenly whistled past, fiercely scraping by, heading straight for Zhong Wenqing.
They were at least in the same group, and Zhong Wenqing had just helped her out.
Nianyang didn't even think; she reached out, grabbed Zhong Wenqing, and rolled them both onto the ground.
The Arrow Feather struck exactly where Zhong Wenqing had been standing a second ago.
Still shaken, he nodded at Nianyang in thanks.
