Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 811 Classmate, Don’t Delay My Study 9
Li Shoubai was coaxed into joy from the bottom of his heart, but he still maintained a serious face.

Shen Ronghua returned to his residence and practiced calligraphy all afternoon.

She is just illiterate and can't write. As long as she knows how to write, the follow-up poems, songs, and articles must be easy to write.

Shen Ronghua is super confident in himself.

In Shenshi, the students of Tianzi Class A lined up to walk from the school to the Cuju field, which is usually the place for chuiwan and shooting.

Under the instructions of Mr. Xuye, Shen Ronghua arranged the romantic eye and held two balls, one for kicking and one for backup.

"Draw lots for two teams as usual."

There are exactly 24 people in Tianzi Class A, and a team of twelve is exactly right.

However, as soon as the subject teacher finished speaking, some students raised their hands.

"Yuan An, what's the matter?"

"Sir, Liumin suffered from the wind and cold yesterday, so he didn't come to class."

The homework teacher frowned, it was not fair to the other side to lose one person.

Yuan An suggested again: "Sir, why don't you let this little brother join?"

For the new students, they have heard something and are very curious.

Hit the workers, Shen Ronghua.

He never expected that more than twenty pairs of eyes would be staring at her.

Emotional Concentration: -14.

Among them, there was actually Bo Huai.

Oh, now that I think about it, isn't the awesome mission target in Class A of Tianzi?
"Sir, the little ones don't know how to do it. They don't even understand the rules."

Shen Ronghua quickly refused, she was worried that she would get mixed up in it, and after a game of Cuju, the progress of the task would be so negative that she could not bear it.

"It's okay, we don't care."

"It doesn't matter whether it's possible or not, it's just a matter of making heads count."

"Yes, yes, maintain the superficial fairness."

What's more, as long as there is Bo Huai, the team facing him will not feel fair no matter what.

In this world, why is there a perfect person who is better than Pan An in appearance, brilliant in writing and good in conduct?

Really enviable.

Yuan An's eyes rolled, and his abacus was crackling, "Well, you can join Brother Bo Huai's team. With him here, you don't have to worry about not being good at it!"

Really afraid of what to come.

Mr. Shen Ronghuachao politely declined: "I'm not as careful as a group of people. I can't do too strenuous exercise. I'm afraid I won't be able to help you with this."

The teacher looked at Bo Huai: "You are the head of the ball, but can you accept one less person in the team?"

Bo Huai's eyes swept across Shen Ronghua as if there was nothing there, and he pulled his lips and said warmly: "Sir, if you lose one person and win against Yuan An, the scene may not be good."

Mr. Classwork understands.

When Shen Ronghua received the gaze of Mr. Keye, an ominous premonition swept over her like a storm, beating her to pieces.

"In this case, it doesn't matter if you gather the number of people and walk slowly in the field."

Shen Ronghua choked up and responded with a forced smile.

It's not that she's not firm, but...

Bo Huai has been staring at her in the crowd, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, with a threat of killing me if you don't agree.

She obviously didn't do anything, why did Bo Huai treat her like this?
It's really puzzling!
Yuan An and Bo Huai are the heads of the two teams, and everyone bets in turn.

Mr. Classwork carried a big plate and passed in front of them, and the amount of silver and bank notes on it gradually increased.

Finally, he stopped in front of Shen Ronghua.

"Do I want to place a bet too?" Shen Ronghua said reluctantly, touching a few coins on his sleeves.

Mr. Xueye smiled and said: "It's okay, just a little bit of fun."

(End of this chapter)