The record set by Xia Jinyuan in school was broken by Ye Jian. Ye Jian’s excitement was completely different from the excitement of the students. The reason why she felt good was probably because she was close to him.
Briars finished the 100-meter sprint, his eyes dripping with sweat on his face, biting his humiliated figure, and clenched his fists until he rattled.
The instructor in charge of their class sees this, and the color of their eyes is very cold and dark. Such students should not stay for a long time. They should complete the exchange in advance and return to the country.
Cartwright gritted his teeth and whispered: "Damn, they are laughing at us for losing to the Chinese students! Brills, we will leave this bad place, but we can't leave without losing!"
"Now we have lost!"
Why should Briers remind him, he had already thought about it, but they had already lost!
Damn, they have lost!
"We must win before we can leave! We can't be a joke in the eyes of Chinese students!" Cartwright said the plan he had in mind, "... postpone returning to China until we win."
The assembly whistle sounded, and Brills was not given a chance to answer and consider.
This time, the two didn't dare to do anything to show that they were special, and even extinguished a lot of their arrogance. In Xu Wen's words, they acted like a turtle with their heads shrunk.
"gather!"
The whistle sounded, and eighteen students from the competition assembled to complete the line. The students were already quiet. Although they didn't speak any more, their expressions were very excited. Especially the students in Ye Jian's class were so excited that they couldn't calm down for a long time.
Xu Wen was so excited that her face was red and red, and she kept squeezing her arm in secret, so she didn't scream.
She was so excited, so happy.
It broke the record.
"Calm down, why did you break your record by looking at it?" He Jing, who couldn't stand her pinching a glimpse of her, had to remind him, "Look at what you pinched yourself into? When did you like it? Self-harm?"
"Happy, happy, hey, really happy. Going back during the holiday, I can talk at home about my best comrade in arms."
"Thinking too much, you won't have a chance to go home for the next company in the summer."
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With a word that awakened the dreamer, Xu Wen noted that she needed to delegate the company this summer vacation!
The final round of precision shooting competition is about to begin. Eighteen students need to count their equipment when they go to the competition field.
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. The Sedoa students originally stood in the middle of the line, and when they went to the stadium, they became the farthest, and the middle was replaced by Manfei students.
The Manfei students walked in line in the middle, with Sedoa students on the left and Chinese students on the right.
The position changed, and the gloomy Briars stared at Ye Jian, and a cold voice floated, "I know you are very happy now, don't think you have won us! There is one more game, wait!"
Ye Jian glanced at it from the corner of the eye, only to find it good-looking.
"There is one more game. You won, but you still lost to us." Ye Jian replied lightly, not much nonsense, one sentence is enough.
Behind Song Zhiqiu pursed his mouth, holding back without laughing.
Ye Jian has always spoken with gentleness, and gentleness does not mean that she has no offensive power. Thinking of the prestige and arrogance in front of her, I really found the wrong person.
Breath, so angry that his chest hurts, became extremely rapid, and his insulted self-esteem did not allow him to lose. He gritted his teeth and ran into the muzzle again.
"You can beat us if you have participated in the international military academy competition, and they, do you think you can win us?"