A on The Opposite Floor Always Thinks I'm Pretending to be a B (danmei)

Chapter 7

    Ning An 's martial arts instructor was called Song Xing. During class, Ning An was caught chattering away with He Xin and was honored to be called up to become a punching bag and was used as a setting example for the wrong combat methods. By the time lunch arrived, his hands were all blue and he felt sore all over, which was still the case even when Song Xing had carefully controlled his strength.

"Student Ning An, you need to exercise to strengthen yourself. I can knock you down even without exerting any strength."

Instructor Song reminded him very kindly after class, making Ning An's face wrinkled into a sour pout.

"I think I'm about to fall apart." Ning An rarely drank half of the nutrient before putting it aside, rubbing the bruised skin of his wrist. "Am I really that weak?"

So you didn't know about it before? The other three looked at him silently and continued eating their lunch.

"No one is strong from the beginning." Wang Yi looked at Ning An slumped down as if he did not plan to continue drinking the other half of the nutritional drink. He still comforted Ning An with a few words based on the principle of unity and love, "It's not too late to start training from today on."

"Hey, how class today?" Derek saw the nutrient in front of Ning An and He Xin with a look of surprise, "You drank this?"

"It's not that bad, and it's obviously liquid. But it can make me full after drinking. It is a great invention." He Xin was trying to taste all the flavors of the nutriment drink.

"It's really a good invention." Derek had once tried it. Remembering the bitter taste on his tongue, the nutritional drink then became his last choice of stomach fill.

Ning An made a bitter face and drank the rest of the nutrients. Derek's eyes caught the bruises around his wrists and commented, "Class didn't seem to go very well."

"I was caught and used as a punching bag." Ning An drank his water to dilute the residual taste of the nutritional drink in his mouth, "I'm so worried that this will be the case in every class in the future."

"Maybe if you can keep it down and behave, the instructor might not keep an eye on you." Chen Siyu's class was not far away from Ning An's and he saw the entire thing that happened during their class.

"But it might also be a good thing." Wang Yi scraped the last bit of food from his plate. When he was in class today, there were always a few students who kept clinging to his instructor. Wang Yi still had several acts and movements that he was still unsure whether it was up to the standard, and yet he hadn't had the chance to ask. "You should take the opportunity to let the instructor give you a personal lesson for you."

"Student Wang Yi doesn't sound very happy." Derek sat down at their table. "Is Wang Yi in class one?"

His idol not only remember his name, but he also knew which class he resided in! The little fire in Wang Yi's heart subsided. "Yes, it's nothing of a big deal. I'll go train for a little longer at night."

"Alright then, you should come to the training room tonight." Derek ate quickly and resolved the problems in their conversation. Now he was dipping the remaining bread in the sauce left on his plate. "Right, why isn't Fu Ke coming?" as he said this, Derek looked around for Fu Ke.

Finding Fu Ke was not hard at all as he was always at the center of attention, and Derek found him in the cafeteria within a glance. However, his path seemed to be blocked by someone.

"Xu Yusheng." Wang Yi recognized the person who blocked Fu Ke instantly, the one who had been pestering their instructor continuously in class today.