However, Zhu Bufan wasn't the slightest bit panicked. On the contrary, he lifted the corners of his mouth, appearing calm and composed.
For other boys, this ball would indeed be dangerous, perhaps even leading to a bloodied head, but for Zhu Bufan, it was child's play.
When Qin Yumo saw the ping pong ball shooting straight at him, she was slightly excited, as if she had already seen Zhu Bufan holding his head in pain, crying his eyes out.
Hmph! Bastard, finally I can get revenge for that surprise chest bump and forced kiss!
Though Qin Yumo was really annoyed with Zhu Bufan, she only put seventy percent of her strength into the ball. After all, she had just been criticized by Zhao Yina for not playing too rough.
But just as Qin Yumo was secretly delighting in her thoughts, she saw Zhu Bufan teasingly smile at her, and then she saw him flip his palm and fiercely slap the ping pong ball.
"This... this bastard actually caught it?"
