Who says I can't become a Grand Master?

Chapter 23 The Type Xia Qiwei Hates the Most

"Huh? Half an hour?!"

Wang Dong wailed, "Who could do this? I'm about to cry."

Not only Wang Dong, but the other two also looked troubled, feeling that the request was a bit too much.

Zhou Keming sneered and glanced at Zhang Qingzhe, who was standing on the edge, with a look of amusement.

But his smile vanished immediately, because he saw Zhang Qingzhe's calm expression as he focused intently on studying the [Fireball Card].

Although this is a stripped-down version of the card, it is precisely because of this that many anti-theft measures have been reduced, allowing Zhang Qingzhe to easily see the key nodes of the magic circle.

Zhang Qingzhe even felt that he could make a copy right now.

Xia Qiwei strode to the lab table, her dress billowing like ripples, revealing her long, slender legs encased in sheer stockings, outlining two captivating curves—

"Cry? Crying counts as time."

Xia Qiwei grinned mischievously, seemingly enjoying tormenting her students. "Just a reminder, the timer started just now!"

The four of them rushed to the table, grabbed the cards, and began to inject magic energy.

Only Zhang Qingzhe was still in a daze, studying the patterns on the card.

Wang Dong glanced at his brother and sensed that he was lost in his own world again.

I don't know what's going on, but it seems like this guy has been daydreaming a lot ever since he started college.

He elbowed the other man and whispered, "Stop spacing out, get your energy up!"

Zhang Qingzhe then realized what was happening.

He subconsciously focused his attention, activated the magic circuits throughout his body, and steadily injected magic essence into the card in his hand before gently tossing it onto the table.

The other four were taken aback.

While charging their cards, they glanced furtively at Zhang Qingzhe.

They really didn't expect that Zhang Qingzhe, who started later than them, would finish a paper earlier than them!

Xia Qiwei also noticed this.

She snatched the card, held it in her hand, and carefully examined it. A hint of surprise flashed in her purple eyes.

It's a perfect charge!

Not a penny more, not a penny less!

Zhang Qingzhe then realized that he had inadvertently caused another small problem.

Next, Zhang Qingzhe deliberately slowed down, slowly filling each sheet with magic essence.

Zhou Keming, who had the best grades, was the first to complete the task.

To demonstrate his strength, he deliberately added five more cards.

Zhang Qingzhe timed it perfectly, managing to top up ten cards within half an hour.

As for the remaining three people, they all failed to varying degrees.

What awaits them is a 10,000-meter race.

Xia Qiwei is a woman of her word and will never let them off the hook.

Wang Dong stole a glance at Zhang Qingzhe and saw that he still looked calm and was still studying the [Fireball Card].

He was truly heartbroken at the widening gap between himself and his brothers.

Just then, a tall, slender young male teacher quietly approached Xia Qiwei.

"Professor Xia, you're really amazing. You managed to pick five people out of the class, including a genius who can charge up fifteen cards."

Kang Ping put on a serious expression, but when his gaze swept over Xia Qiwei, it lingered on her stockings for a moment longer.

Despite her terrible temper, Xia Qiwei's appearance was simply too outstanding.

Actually!

Women have no "flaws".

If a woman is told she has "flaws," it's only because her strengths aren't great enough to overshadow them.

When a woman's strengths outweigh her weaknesses, she is a "perfect" woman.

And Xia Qiwei is such a "perfect" woman.

Although she has a bad temper and a quirky sense of humor, she is beautiful and has a great figure, and her strengths make up for her weaknesses.

Therefore, many men still flock to this place like moths to a flame.

Xia Qiwei blinked her beautiful purple eyes, keenly catching the other person's dishonest gaze.

She hates two types of people the most:

First, a glib-tongued person;

Secondly, those who appear virtuous but are actually hypocritical.

Kang Ping possesses both qualities.

Xia Qiwei snorted coldly and crossed her arms over her chest.

This seemingly aloof gesture made the mountains appear even more majestic.

"You should spend more time on your class," Xia Qiwei said with a hint of cold sarcasm. "Stop trying to get close to women all the time. I've heard you've been having affairs with quite a few female teachers."

However, this teacher Kang Ping seems to have an exceptionally thick skin.

Faced with Xia Qiwei's unequivocal rejection and that look of utter contempt, he was met with...

He wasn't angry at all; instead, he felt a sense of pleasure.

Kang Ping smoothed the stray hairs from his forehead with his hand, thinking the gesture was very cool.

He glanced discreetly at the laboratory—

This place is where the selected apprentices from each class gather, including many outstanding female students.

In the past, when he did this gesture, he often received adoring glances from girls.

Today, he also longs for that kind of gaze.

But when he looked around, he was surprised to find that the girls weren't looking at him, but were staring at a corner on the edge.

Kang Ping glanced sideways at him.

He saw Zhang Qingzhe holding the [Fireball Card] in one hand and casually smoothing his bangs with the other.

His hair was not only smooth, but also seemed extremely easy to style.

After running your fingers upwards, your bangs stand up straight, revealing a pair of clear and focused eyes.

This unintentional action elicited suppressed giggles from several girls nearby.

Kang Ping paused for a moment, then awkwardly lowered his hand.

He also stole a glance at Zhang Qingzhe, and couldn't help but smack his lips, feeling a surge of "Why did Heaven create both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang?"

But then he looked at Xia Qiwei.

This "Great Witch" doesn't seem to be attracted by Zhang Qingzhe's appearance.

Kang Ping felt a little relieved, thinking:

She truly is the woman I've chosen; unlike those ordinary women who judge people solely by their appearance.

Kang Ping lowered his head and pondered for a moment, thinking about some rumors about Xia Qiwei.

He knew this "witch" was quite competitive, so he prescribed the right remedy:

"Professor Xia, you said I haven't done my best in teaching. How about we have a competition between our two classes?"

"Oh?" Xia Qiwei raised an eyebrow slightly, tilting her chin high to reveal her swan-like neck. "How do you want to compete?"

They took the bait!

Looking at the fair neck, Kang Ping suddenly felt a strong urge to cover it with his kisses.

A malicious smile crept across Kang Ping's smug face as he said:

"My top student just charged twenty acquisition cards."

He pointed to the lab table in his class.

There was indeed a stack of cards on the table, exactly twenty cards.

However, no one knows exactly how long it took the student to complete it.

"Professor Xia, if anyone in your class can surpass this number," Kang Ping continued with a smile, his tone full of certainty, "then I'll admit defeat."