"Oh, I'm sorry." Xie Zhihao apologized, smiled and scratched his head, "I'm used to it, I forgot to change it."

Jiang Nian and Yao Beibei in the team looked at each other and made a silent lip sync.

"(Pretending)."

Yao Beibei also rolled her eyes and mouthed in response.

"(idiot)."

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When Old Liu heard this, he felt nothing in his heart.

If he wants to make progress, there is definitely no harm in being friends with Tongjie's parents, but he is not the only smart person.

If you change him, you can change him. Xie Zhihao is also a capital-heavy seed. If you change Yu Tongjie, it will be okay to compensate for his performance.

"Haha, if you made a mistake, please be careful next time and try to integrate into our big family of Class 3 as soon as possible."

As Old Liu said this, his tone changed.

"In principle, you need to apply to use the activity room, but I have recently served as the administrator of the activity room, so I am the principle."

"Fuck!!"

A dozen or so people around him all spoke up, and when Old Liu suddenly flashed his waist, the atmosphere suddenly became joyful.

"No, teacher, are you too pretentious?"

"Teacher, what's the point of this ability to show off?"

When the group passed through the administration building and arrived at Building D, they couldn't help but look up at the brightly lit repetition building, feeling quite complicated.

The building with steel bars and wire-sealed windows is mottled and brightly lit.

"If I fail in the college entrance examination, will I also come to Building D?" Luo Yong sighed and asked with an anxious look.

His scores were at the lower end of the class. Once he failed, he would have to choose between taking the second book or repeating it.

Several people walked through the dimly lit small flower garden.

"Ahem, I won't repeat it." Xie Zhihao raised his voice and said, "Life is a wilderness, not a track."

"A test cannot deny a person's value. On the contrary, it is just a good opportunity to test yourself."

Speaking of this, Xie Zhihao couldn't help but said.

"Although 985 is very good, if I only scored 580 or more in the college entrance examination, the garbage 211 in the previous provincial capital can also make a big difference."

Hearing this, the group of people fell silent.

Jiang Nian looked at Yao Beibei, and Yao Beibei looked at Lao Liu. Lao Liu opened his mouth, but for a while he couldn't say anything.

Suddenly, the originally quiet fifth floor of Building D.

With a whoop, the window was opened.

As soon as the boy was reading again, he poked his head out of the classroom window, glanced down first, and then locked his eyes on the team.

Then the boy shouted.

"You idiot downstairs, should I draft it! - beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep."

After entering the review building.

Lao Liu stood at the door of the activity center on the second floor. He just took out the key and stopped again.

He turned his head and glanced at the dozen students behind him. He paused for two seconds on Xie Zhihao's face and hesitated to speak.

“Senior students who are repeating their studies are generally under a lot of pressure, so remember to be careful in your words and deeds.”

Xie Zhihao's face became even more embarrassed, and he murmured an explanation in a low voice.

"I don't mean anything else. Why is the senior who is repeating the exam so angry?"

Jiang Nian glanced at the little fairy man and couldn't help but feel happy.

This guy is also quite abstract and does small jobs constantly.

I can't pretend to be good in front of anyone, I have to mess with the repeat students.

Everyone entered the activity room, which was empty and consisted of three classrooms.

There are a lot of physical testing equipment on the ground, including green mats for sit-ups, sit-ups, and standing. The most eye-catching ones are the two throwing pots placed against the wall.

Lao Liu clapped his hands and said loudly.

"Okay, don't wait any longer. The boys are divided into two groups, and the girls are in one group. Each person throws ten arrows. Whoever hits more arrows will represent the class in the competition."

Then the boys spontaneously divided into two groups, and the girls started to line up in one group. The first few people received ten arrows for throwing pots, and they were all eager to try.

At this time, Lao Liu noticed the sports committee member Liu Yang standing outside the queue. Seeing that he was not participating in the queue, he couldn't help but ask.

"You are the sports committee member, you won't participate?"

Liu Yang touched his nose and found a random reason.

"Ah, teacher, I'm not very interested in pitching. I'd better go to the girls' team and be a referee."

He had seen Jiang Nian throw the pot, and he thought that there was that BYD thing. This was more than a fair, so if he had time, he might as well grab two lighters.

"Okay, okay." Seeing his insistence, Lao Liu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Forget it this time. As the sports committee, you can't watch the next class football match."

"Okay." Liu Yang smiled reluctantly.

The selection of internal quotas for the pitching competition has begun.

In the boys' group, Jiang Nian was ranked second to last in the team. Looking around, he could hardly find anyone he knew.

Li Hua, Ma Guojun, and Lin Dong also didn't come.

He could only turn around and chat with Luo Yong, who was at the end of the queue and was not very familiar with him.

"It seems there aren't many people participating?" Luo Yong looked around.

The boys' shooting was in full swing, and the results were basically stable at four out of ten.

The leader of the girls group is Chai Muying. She scored five times in ten attempts, which is a good result.

Yao Beibei made one out of ten shots, and the audience burst into laughter.

The third pot thrower in the girls group was Li Qingrong.

She looked coldly, weighing the arrows in her hands, her eyes without any fluctuation, like a lake.

Luo Yong took a look and clicked his tongue.

"The squad leader must be very powerful."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian's eyelids twitched.

"She hasn't played."

"Oh, then the squad leader should be able to hit four...three times."

Jiang Nian nodded, "I guess it's six."

After the words fell, only the clear and crisp sound of the falling pot was heard.

Li Qingrong made nine out of ten shots.
Chapter completed!