The atmosphere at the University of Tokyo today is particularly lively, and the cultural activities promoted by Professor Ye Zhengrong are launched today.

On the tree-lined main thoroughfare, all kinds of small retro buildings have been erected by ingenious students.

Many of the students sitting in it are dressed in Hanfu and have elegant postures.

Anyway, as soon as Zhao Junhao and the four of them came to this campus, they felt very different from the previous Tokyo University, which may be the charm of culture.

Walking on the main road of the campus, it is like traveling back to the ancient street.

Some students who are engaged in the small snack business, learning from the appearance of ancient vendors, are shouting and selling, but they can also attract a lot of students to patronize.

Today, the gate of Todai City was opened, and many nearby residents who heard that Todai held an event also came to join in the fun, and for a while, the atmosphere of Todai's activities was pushed to the climax.

Zhao Junhao and the four of them passed by some stalls where there were rewards for answering poems correctly, and they were very self-aware that they didn't run to join in the fun, but stopped in front of a little master with a fake beard and a banner of looking.

In fact, it was an old man pretending to be a male student, and his eyes lit up when he saw Zhao Junhao and the four of them coming over, although he didn't mean to cough, but he had to cough deliberately before saying, "Four, don't you look like you?"

Unexpectedly, his serious tone did not exchange for the serious attitude of Zhao Junhao and the others.

Zhao Junhao grinned and sat on the old man's table and smiled: "Brother, are you okay?"

The male classmate's brain almost exploded after hearing this, and the man hated it the most was that someone asked him if he could do it, and immediately said, "Why can't it?!"

Hu Fatzi reached out and shook the box with the four big words "Give money with fate" very shamelessly, and there was no sound in it.

Then I used my eyes to look at the gap in the top of the eye.

Obediently, not even a banknote.

"Brother, you're doing a bit badly in this business. Hu Fatzi's fat palm really wanted to reach over and stroke the male classmate's head.

"I sent a few people away, it's not that I'm not skilled, it's just that those customers are too harsh, and the small shop can't afford to receive them. The male classmate stiffened.

"How harsh?" asked Su Honghan, fiddling with the small object that the old man had placed on the table.

"Naturally, I want to say that they are all blessings, but how is that possible!" the male classmate muttered, and the hardness disappeared little by little.

"You should follow those old brothers and sell steamed buns. Yesheng Ge, who was standing on the edge of the flagpole behind the male classmate, kindly reminded him.

With his pointing, the male classmates could see the sour appearance of the students who took advantage of this event to make money by going out to engage in small businesses.

"Eh, I didn't have the ability to do it, so I knew I would have followed them to play football. The male classmate sighed.

"Who are you playing with?" asked Zhao Junhao with a smile.

"I joined the martial arts club when I was a freshman, and I had a miserable mix for two years, I didn't dare to go to the club, for fear of being bullied and couldn't raise my head. "A male classmate with a fake beard and a cheek that is thinking about life, not to mention, is really a bit old-fashioned.

"We are still like-minded people. Zhao Junhao took out a few pieces of change from his pocket and stuffed them into the box where the male classmate collected the money.

"Thank you, which major are you?!" Seeing someone rewarding him, the male classmate was naturally very excited.

But looking at the appearance of Zhao Junhao and the four of them, they look like students, so the male classmates want to ask about their identities.

"It's us who helped your martial arts club beat up Nalan Yide, hehe. Zhao Junhao pointed to himself with a bright smile.

The male classmate was surprised, although he knew that there were masters in the club a few days ago, and he finally raised his head in front of the sports department, but of course he hadn't seen Zhao Junhao and them look like when he didn't go to the club often before.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of me was a good master that President Zeng Gao had been talking about.

"Brother, the team of your club is sponsored by me, go and watch the ball game when you have time, don't nest here, I don't think you can make much money." Zhao Junhao suggested.

"Okay. The male classmate laughed.

There was something that happened later that made him laugh even more.

Zhao Junhao paid a reward, and the three of Hu Fatzi also gave out a reward.

Seeing that the originally empty money box was stuffed to the brim, the male classmates were not to mention happy.

The male classmate happily pointed out the way for Zhao Junhao, so that Zhao Junhao didn't have to call to ask Lei Lei which football field they were playing on.

There are many small and medium-sized football fields in Dongda, and Zhao Junhao and the four of them have no one to guide them, so I am afraid it will take some effort to find them.

Yesterday, he received the sponsorship money from the Yuesheng Finance Office, so today Zhao Junhao is full of confidence and confidently runs to be the father of the younger brothers in the martial arts club.

Of course, the opponent that the martial arts club is going to play today is the one that Zhao Junhao cares about the most.

It has completely belonged to the sports department of Nalan Yide, and God knows how much anger they will sow on the martial arts club, so Zhao Junhao has to come and see what he says today.

The stadium was found, probably because it was a game involving the school team, so the quality of the turf of this competition venue was very good, and it should be second only to the main field of Dongda where Zhao Junhao and them played last time.

Lei Lei saw Zhao Junhao and them standing at the gate looking around, trotted out and waved, shouting, "Here, here!"

"Are you so happy?" Zhao Junhao reached out and poked Lei Lei's head.

"Today's game has a vice principal in charge of culture and sports to watch, so we are not afraid of those people in the sports department in this competition, and we can also let them lose once!" Lei Lei waved her hand vigorously.

"Vice Principal, is that the one?" said Fat Hu, pointing to a pot-bellied man in the simple audience next to him.

"No, it's the skinny one!" Lei Lei almost laughed.

Vice Principal Lu's reputation in the school is still quite good, and it is not the greasy leadership that people imagine.

"Oh oh oh!"

Zeng Gao, who saw Zhao Junhao and the four of them coming, then came and shook hands very solemnly.

Zhao Junhao smiled heartily: "President Zeng Gao, today's competition, try to fill a few of them." ”

"Work hard, I've been bullied by those people in the sports department for a long time, and I want to fight. Zeng Gao clenched his fists.

"The president is also going to play today???" Su Honghan poked his head out and asked.

"Yes, some of our members have a bit of a foundation, and they are worth it. Zeng Gao said confidently.

After saying that, he pulled open the light smock, revealing the jersey inside.

"President Zeng Gao, show us the back of the jersey. Ye Shengge suddenly thought of something.

"We've deepened the font so that it's not invisible. Zeng Gao's back was highlighted, and the four big characters of Yuesheng Group were unusually conspicuous.

Among all the registered teams, the sponsorship of the martial arts club is undoubtedly the highest.

And the football team that immediately started the war with them, because of Nalan Yide's hospitalization, it seems that they did not get sponsorship.

Comparatively, the martial arts club occupies a great advantage.

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