How can the proud and arrogant students of the second class of Gaoxuan be able to balance their hearts
Hundreds of people sat in the waiting area angrily, not daring to speak casually, but they had scolded both the Demon Class and the Second Class of Zhongxuan in their hearts.
On the stage, Class 2 of Low Xuan and Class 1 of Zhongxuan fought hard.
In the preliminary round, ten students fought together.
In the rematch, it will directly rise to a group fight of fifty students.
The larger the number of people, the longer the game will be.
The second class of Gaoxuan always felt that the eyes of those around them were looking at them with disdain.
Those people bowed their heads and talked a lot, mocking their embarrassment yesterday.
I want to leave here, and I can't stay for a moment.
But they must stay until the last moment of the game.
The wooden lot drawn by the second class of Gaoxuan is against the first class of lower Xuan.
Another contest without suspense.
The students in Gao Xuan's second class originally wanted to take advantage of today to wash away the humiliation of yesterday.
But today, God is playing a joke on them again.
Drawn to Class 1 of Low Xuan...
If you win, that is also reasonable, what is normal can no longer be normal!
lose...
It is absolutely impossible for the second class of Gaoxuan to lose.
They would never believe that there could be a second Ye Qingluo in Class 1 of Dixuan.
Just when everyone was full of anxiety, grinding their teeth and secretly cursing that the competition in the ring was not over yet.
A slender figure crossed the crowd and came slowly.
His arrival did not cause much commotion.
After all, the ring competition has reached a wonderful atmosphere.
If you miss a detail, you may miss the details of the students' victory.
That person walked towards the waiting area of the second class of Gaoxuan without any mistakes.
Sensing someone approaching.
The students in the second class of Gaoxuan showed unkind expressions one by one, and stared fiercely at those who approached.
When the line of sight caught that person, the expression on his face suddenly became timid.
"It will... the president will grow up."
Liu Xueyue was the first to stand up, with her usual expressionless and indifferent face, the moment she saw the person coming, she showed a slight smile: "President, why are you here?"
This person is exactly Si Yanmu who is as gentle as jade.
He has a gentle complexion, and he is wearing a blue and white courtyard uniform, which makes him look more delicate and elegant.
The dignity released invisible makes the heart beat.
Si Yanmu smiled warmly: "Vice President, there is something urgent about the hospital affairs, and you need to deal with it."
Liu Xueyue was startled.
She has been with Si Yanmu for so many years, and she knows all about Si Yanmu's little habits.
It is natural to understand that Si Yanmu is not a person who particularly needs an assistant.
If she is not there, or there is no way to deal with it in time.
Si Yanmu will handle everything in the hospital affairs in an orderly manner.
How could there be any urgent matter that needs her to deal with
However, this is the first time Si Yanmu asks her for help...
The taste of happiness permeates in my heart.
Without the slightest hesitation, she handed over the matter of the class competition to Liu Xuelan, and left with Si Yanmu on the pretext of dealing with urgent matters of the academy affairs meeting.
Following behind Si Yanmu, Liu Xueyue's girlish heart, which had been dusty for a long time, at this moment...
Unstoppable frantic beating.
She stared at Si Yanmu's back obsessively.
Even the back view made her crazy.
This is her president...
There was a smile on the corner of Liu Xueyue's mouth.
"Snow Moon."
Suddenly, the man in front stopped.
That gentle voice made Liu Xueyue seem to be dreaming.
She looked at Si Yanmu blankly, with gentle eyebrows and a smile that exclaimed that she loved her so much.
"Snow Moon."
He opened his mouth and called out again.