Zhang Yuying was surprised and said, "How could that be? There're only a few books and a bag on my desk; it shouldn't be that heavy, right?"
"Indeed. Several of us couldn't move it!" Zhao Weidong said.
"The thing is, Zhang Yuying, your desk has been embedded into the floor!" the sports committee member, Sun Kai, reminded her.
When Zhang Yuying heard Sun Kai's words, she looked under the desk and was so shocked she couldn't be more shocked. Who had the capability to embed a desk into the floor without damaging either the floor or the desk?
"What, what's going on here?" Zhang Yuying asked in astonishment, her eyes wide. Her surprise didn't strike the others as strange since they had witnessed Xiao Yao's martial arts prowess before.
Knowing she didn't understand, the class monitor, Zhao Weidong, took it upon himself to explain, "Zhang Yuying, did you perhaps offend Xiao Yao?"