There were two groups of people playing Cuju on the training ground.
Yan Xiaomo gathered around and looked at the people playing Cuju, with emotion in her eyes.
Could it be that this was the entertainment of these ancient people.
"Okay!"
The surrounding students shouted, and Cuju was kicked into the designated place on the training ground.
Yan Xiaomo couldn't understand this kind of competition, shook his head, and had no intention of watching any more.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he was shot in the head by a Cuju.
Fortunately, Cuju is not heavy, otherwise Yan Xiaomo would faint.
"Brother Qi, look at it, you hit someone."
A joking voice sounded.
Yan Xiaomo covered her head and looked back at the football player.
Her eyes were full of resentment.
This man was so annoying.
He was in conflict with her, right?
"Are you okay?
Do you want to send him to the college's infirmary?"
Huangfu Yi ran towards Yan Xiaomo's direction, with a hint of concern in his voice.
Yan Xiaomo glared hard at the instigator.
It was obviously Huangfuqi who hit her with the ball, but that person stood there as if nothing happened, with no apology in his eyes.
"It's okay."
Yan Xiaomo gritted her teeth secretly and endured it, I endured it, in order not to have anything to do with Huangfu Qi.
“Do you really don’t need to see a doctor?”
Huangfu Yi didn't know why, but he felt a pity in his heart when he looked at the man in front of him who was a bit shorter than him.
Damn it, how could he have such thoughts about a man?
Yan Xiaomo snorted coldly, turned around and left, leaving everyone with a lonely but tenacious figure.
Huangfu Yi looked at Yan Xiaomo and then at his seventh brother.
Why did he feel that these two people seemed to have some connection with each other.
Huangfu Qi also didn't expect that the ball he kicked out would hit the butter boy in the morning.
The butter boy was obviously very angry, but he tried hard to endure it because he was afraid of his identity.
He didn't know, but looking at that angry face, he felt it was quite interesting in his heart.
Yan Xiaomo was in no mood now and went back to lie on the bed to rest.
It would be dark soon anyway.
Perhaps because she was really tired, Yan Xiaomo actually slept until the next morning.
If Lu Leiting hadn't knocked on the door and called her to go to class, Yan Xiaomo would have still wanted to stay in bed.
I got up reluctantly, the weather outside was bright at the moment.
"Are you used to getting up so early?"
Yan Xiaomo rubbed her eyes with a bitter look on her face.
"Get used to it.
If you go to the battlefield in the future, you may not be able to sleep all night."
Lu Tingting said matter-of-factly.
He has long been accustomed to this.
This is a habit he has developed since he was a child, because he also imagines himself Like his father, he went to the battlefield and became an upright man.
Yan Xiaomo shrank back, it was still a bit cold in the morning.
"Where there's a will, there's a way."
Yan Xiaomo said.
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Lu Tingting secretly recited what Yan Xiaomo said and nodded, "Brother Yan, you are so amazing.
You actually learned the saying that where there is a will, there is a way."
Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but rolled her eyes.
She already knew this sentence when she was in elementary school, okay?
"If you like it, then I will give this sentence to you."
Yan Xiaomo said with a generous look on his face.
"Thank you, Brother Yan."
Lu Tingting thanked Yan Xiaomo.
"You're welcome, we're all classmates."
Yan Xiaomo laughed.
The two of them walked towards the training ground.
At this time, there were already many people on the training ground, all of whom were students from the martial arts class. oshow7: