Song Xi suddenly snapped back to reality, breaking out in a cold sweat.
He pursed his lips and habitually pushed up the bridge of his glasses, saying, "Anyway, you have to challenge someone. Who are you going to choose?"
With the way he asked, one would think she was selecting a consort.
She raised her hand and pointed in the air without much hesitation, "Xie Qingci, he's a bit less concerned with appearances than you."
Xie Qingci took out his secret manual, while Yu Xia craned her neck to take a look, but couldn't see clearly.
"By the way, what subjects are your secret manuals based on? You've got the triad of Math, Language, and English already."
She thought, surely they must have something like Physics, Chemistry, or History.
Thinking about how those subjects only start being taught in middle school, the basic moves must be at a high level already, right? Wouldn't she be at a disadvantage then?
