October Temple NO.172
"It's disfigured, Orange Girl, you actually got the fourth place! It hurts my sister's heart too much!"
Zi twisted her waist and sat next to Cheng... under her creaking...
"Ahhaha... spare me!!"
Orange's tears came out... Zi was too much... She was most ticklish... Woo...
"Okay! I'll give me a good summary of this competition, and then participate in the annual club league. Of course, there will be clubs in other schools. Three months later, on January 1 next year, there will be a one-week competition."
Hong supported her chin... let Qise enter the Ice Emperor for a long time, so as not to look for people everywhere...
"yes!"
The club league represents the ranking competition for all clubs...and will zeo clubs still firmly sit first? What are the tricks of Yanhuang clubs?
"Go to the Bingdi Club on Monday to report! Two days off!"
Stand up and stretched out a fist... The seven people laughed, their boss...
"come on!"
Eight people are shocking. They are a group, they are brothers, and they are behind them. This is the rainbow organization. Only when seven colors are mixed can they form a gorgeous rainbow.
Leng Shiyue sat on the street after changing clothes and was going back to Lengjiabao tomorrow. He would rather stay outside until dawn than stay there for an extra second.
It's late at night, but the hot street tennis just begins.
This is the only tennis court nearest. If you want to go to other places, you will need to drive at least 3 minutes to get there.
The right to use here will be obtained through competitions. Although there are no special regulations, it is already the default condition. If you want to use it, you must challenge it.
"Hey, why are you here too!"
Jiang Yan patted Leng Shiyue on the shoulder and sat next to Leng Shiyue. Seeing the arguments off the field, the two young boys were flushed. They were obviously angry at the actions of these robbers. They came first, why did they ask them to get out of the way.
"Who are you?"
Leng Shiyue frowned... The person in front of him had a sword eyebrows that reached his temples, his tall nose, like a magical axe, his bright eyes were filled with hot flames. He was a little strange, but also a little familiar.
"Leng Shiyue, do you deserve a pump?"
Jiang Yan took his fists and said, "You kid... They met early and late, but today they actually asked who they were?"
"name!"
Leng Shiyue ignored Jiang Yan's anger and cool side face... The words were a little command but they were irresistible.
"Jiang Yan!"
Jiang Yan answered angrily. He really had no choice but to use this kid. He couldn't seem to be able to beat him, and if he didn't beat him, he would be angry to death.
"Um?"
Leng Shiyue jumped off the fence, why is Yang Zijie here?
"Boy, let you meddle in other people's business!"
The thick boy, with dark skin, rough facial features, and fierce eyebrows and eyes, pushed Yang Zijie fiercely. Yang Zijie staggered to the ground.
"Don't bully people too much!"
Yang Zijie bit his lip with his beautiful and sunny face and stared at the tall giant in front of him. He covered his scratched palm and did not admit defeat at all.
"So what if you bully people too much? Don't you know that the venue here belongs to our wild club now?"
He waved the racket and made Yokojie close his eyes... A gust of wind in front of him was formed by waving the racket, and he was afraid that the racket would hit his bag the next moment.
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Chapter completed!