Author: Filthy Machine Translation
Qi Ye frowned as he looked at the Little Prince Lu Yilie. He was the same age as Ling Jue, so why was he so different from others?
2He sighed helplessly.
He had to think of a way to get Ling Jue to play tomorrow, or else his head would be separated from his neck.
...
The next day.
Today was the day of the game, and it was also the fifth day of their military training. After today, the class that won the basketball game could take two days off on weekends.
At the school's indoor basketball court, Ling Jue sat in the waiting seat, leaning against the bench with a relaxed expression.
2Behind her was a ladder-like chair, and behind her sat a lot of girls. They were the senior sisters from the other classes.
Lu Yilie poked Ling Jue. "Do you think the girls in our class can win in gymnastics?"
2Ling Jue raised an eyebrow indifferently. "I don't know."
2"Sigh, if it weren't for the instructor drawing lots, I would have gone to watch the girls in our class dance."
2Gymnastics was also a dance. Especially when it was a group of beautiful girls dancing.
2Oh, it was so picturesque.
"..."
Lin Mu, who was beside him, could not help but grumble, "What rank did Instructor Ye get exactly? He couldn't have taken the draw and gone to sleep on the field, right?"
2Ouyang Ye also echoed, "It's possible."
2Lu Yilie frowned. If Uncle Qi Ye was so unreliable, his uncle would have chopped him up a long time ago.
2"Coming, coming."
2They saw a group of instructors walk in, and the most handsome one was Qi Ye.
2Lu Yilie ran up. "Instructor Ye, what rank is our class?"
2He handed him a sign. "The time is written on it. 3-5, 7-9, 2-4, 6-8. Your class is special because of their good grades. After they decide the winner, you can directly fight against the champion team."
2Alright. Actually, he didn't want to admit that there was someone who had let things slide.
2Otherwise, it wouldn't be so unfair. However, for those who didn't do well in their studies, this did seem to make sense.
Those with good grades had special privileges.
Lu Yilie held the sign excitedly. "Wow, that's great. Hahaha, then we'll go watch the girls in our class compete first. I hope they can win first place!"
2Lin Mu was delighted and said excitedly, "Then we'll go to the fitness class first."
2Ouyang Ye put his arm around Lin Mu's shoulder. "Let's go. Let's bring some milk, glucose, or something. They'll definitely have a hard time."
2Lin Mu nodded. "Okay, then let's go buy some."
2The group quickly headed to the supermarket.
Lu Yilie was about to follow them, but he saw that Ling Jue was still sitting in the same spot. Beside him was Mu Chen. Seeing that Mu Chen was asleep, it seemed like he would lean on Lu Yilie's shoulder at any moment.
Lu Yilie sat between them and pushed Mu Chen's head away in disgust. Then, he turned to look at Ling Jue with a smile. "Lord Jue, are you going?"
2Ling Jue said indifferently, "No."
2"...Then I'm not going either." Lu Yilie was a little disappointed. Why wasn't Lord Jue going? It was good to cheer on the girls in the class and cheer them on...
2Ling Jue glanced at him indifferently. Seeing his disappointed look, she stood up. "Let's go."
2Lu Yilie was delighted. He quickly stood up and followed. "Alright!"
2After the two of them left, Mu Chen collapsed on the bench and fell asleep comfortably.
Qi Ye sighed. It was more comfortable on the field. He could still sleep...
2...
When they arrived at the fitness class, it was almost time for their class competition. Ling Jue sat in the last row and watched.
She watched as Lin Mu and the others delivered milk and glucose to the little girls. She rubbed her chin. Was this really a pure friendship?
It was time to fill in the holes. One by one, the riddles were slowly revealed. ..
Author: Filthy Machine Translation
These people must not have known each other for long. Could they really be that close?
Lu Yilie did not dare to touch him. He could only poke him on the arm. "Lord Jue, let's go down and greet them. Their morale will definitely increase when they see you coming."
2Ling Jue shook her head. "You can go."
2She did not like that kind of occasion. It seemed too strange to chat with a group of strangers.
Lu Yilie did not dare to call him again when he saw that he refused. He could only go down by himself.
Ling Jue sat in the last row and looked at Class A 2, who was playing in the competition now.
2They were wearing gym clothes and were dancing well. Everyone's movements were very neat.
Ling Jue rubbed her chin. These girls were really amazing.
The students below also saw her. The girls in the same class seemed to be on steroids. Everyone was full of energy.
2There was only one thought in their minds. They had to make Ling Jue look at them in a new light.
2"Very good. The judges will give the scores."
2"..."
The team had finished their dance, and soon, they switched to another team.
After this team finished their dance, they would go to Class A 1.
Ling Jue watched the matches with interest. Things that she had never experienced in her previous life were quite interesting to her.
This team was much worse than the previous team, and they were soon dismissed.
Finally, Class A 1 went on stage. The boys cheered them on.
The little girl looked at Ling Jue and noticed that he was looking at them as well. She smiled at him.
Ling Jue curled her lips and looked at Xiao Yezi, who was at the back of the line. She opened her mouth and said, "You can do it."
2Xiao Yezi nodded with surprise on her face. Lord Jue had cheered her on.
Soon, the song began. Xiao Yezi tried her best to dance.
Other than her, all the girls in the class went to a good school. There was gymnastics class, and they had learned dancing before.
2Only she...
2When she was in the school in the county, all she did was study and help at home. She had no time to learn this.
So when she was studying in the gymnastics room, only one senior was willing to teach her. In fact, it was just a few movements, but she spent a lot of time practicing them.
That day, when Tang Yuan asked her to eat, she was still training...
2She had to work hard!
Although her starting point was not as good as theirs, after her hard work, she could not be worse than them.
As the singing started, a group of people began to jump out of their own movements.
The people in the front row changed their formation and had all kinds of difficult movements.
As for those who stood in the back row, they just needed to maintain their own movements.
Ling Jue's lips curled up slightly. Tang Yuan squatted on her shoulder and looked at her with a smile. Suddenly, it suggested, "Lord Jue, Xiao Yezi is getting better and better. Why don't we let her help us raise the Gu?"
2"We'll see." It was soon over. Ling Jue left after listening to the judges' comments. She took a look and felt that they could at least get first place.
2The young ladies in front were indeed not bad.
Of course, she admired them. As for their character... She did not comment...
2...
They walked around the campus. The weather was good. The sunlight shone through the leaves and sprinkled some bright spots on the ground.
There were not many people on the field. The sophomores and juniors were all in class, while the juniors were watching the competition and dancing.
Ring, ring!
2Her phone rang. She raised her eyebrows. The sound... Was Wechat?
2She opened her phone. It was really Wechat.
2It was two pictures, sent by Feng Yulin.
The first picture was of a bird flying through the air, and below it were uniform soldiers.
The second picture was of President An Ren with a pile of white bird feces hanging from his black hair.
2In other words, the bird flew past and left some traces, landing right on his head.
And this scene was captured by Feng Yulin.
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