shut up you bitch

But no matter what, if the names have been registered, then they have to participate, so they still have to fight if they can't get a lot of money, but only a few can be played.

After a week of training, the sports meet finally arrived as scheduled.

Those who moved tables and chairs in each class moved tables and chairs, those who held up banners held up banners, and even activists shouted and cheered with colored flags.

The radio played the exciting opening song on a loop, over and over again, echoing in the huge playground.

The host stood by the flag-raising platform, reading the manuscript in Mandarin, and his flat tongue distinguished it very well, but he almost laughed.

Because when each class enters the arena, the host has to introduce, and even follow the class slogan.

The slogans of these classes are varied and dazzling.

Like what-

One class at a time, the tigers go down the mountain!

Class [-], Class [-], you are the smartest, leading the champions of the world!

Class five heroes, who will fight for the top!

"Students, it's time for us to appear next." Hao Siwen walked in front of the phalanx and repeatedly urged, "When you shout slogans later, show your momentum! Don't be afraid, don't be cowardly! We are the best! "

The corners of the students' mouths twitched, and they were still a little flustered. After all, the ball was played like shit, but the slogan was so arrogant... Can you not panic?

But it was obvious that their squad leader was not panicking at all, on the contrary, he was very enthusiastic. Didn't he see that he was wearing a few less clothes today?

After reassuring the students, Hao Siwen looked at the two big men at the front of the line.

Jiang Ye and Xu Jiashu were in charge of holding the banners.Because the two are tall, good-looking, and popular, they have made up the "three highs", so let them appear properly!

"Remember." Hao Siwen looked at the two of them affectionately, and said earnestly, "Brother Jia, Brother Ye, you are the face and signboard of Class [-]. Can we give the other classes a big blow at the opening ceremony?" , it's all up to you two!"

"..."

Jiang Ye and Xu Jiashu looked at each other, then looked forward silently.

Forget it, isn't it just a formality?

I'm too lazy to listen to this idiot Hao Siwen's nonsense.

At the same time, the host's crisp announcement came slowly.

"Next, let the students from Class [-] and [-] of Senior High come in."

Hearing this, Hao Siwen immediately puffed up his chest, and said angrily, "Are you ready? Get ready! Let's go!"

The students in Class [-] saw that the monitor was working so hard, even a little too hard, and they immediately felt that it was okay to lose face.

Besides, this is also about class honor after all.

As a result, one and two immediately straightened their bodies, instantly discarded the lazy posture just now, and showed the momentum of going forward.

Xu Jiashu looked to his right, just in time to see Jiang Ye looking at him too.

The eyes of the two met silently.

Xu Jiashu moved his lips, and said in lip language: "Brother Ye, don't hold back."

Jiang Ye shot him a sideways look, turned his head, and snorted coldly, "Nah."

"Get ready!" Hao Siwen raised his voice, "Let's go!"

Class [-] is indeed Class [-].

Due to the fact that there are two school-level bosses sitting in this class, coupled with the wonderful performances at the previous art festival, this class has almost become a red class in No. [-] Middle School.

When the reds of the red class appeared together, the stadium was almost boiling, and the sound of taking pictures was also one after another.

It's like an Olympic star meeting.

"Ahhh! The ones holding the banner are Jiang Ye and Xu Jiashu!"

"Oh my god! So handsome! It turns out that a person with good looks is also handsome doing such a cowardly thing!"

"Grade [-] and [-] seem to be gaining momentum!"

Then, I heard this vigorous class yelling their loud slogans.

"Class [-] is here, all of them will die!"