To choose a club is to choose a beautiful woman 1

Zhuo Yifan said with some amusement, only to see that in the aqua blue picture introduced by the information in his hand, Shui Yunyao was swimming in the swimming pool wearing a white one-piece swimsuit, like a mermaid, and the dots of water shone on the pink body, which gave Shui Yunyao an unrealistic brilliance, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

Shi Zhenxiang also turned to this page, and his saliva almost flowed out: "If I can really be in the group taught by Shui Yunyao, I am willing to die." The deep disappointment in his tone was undisguised.

"Alright, everyone come with me." Nan Yan finally said when everyone was a little impatient to wait, and the whole class was also in an uproar, and frantically poured out of the class.

The place where the club signed up was indeed very lively, and the beautiful seniors and tutors were waiting for the arrival of the new students.

Because Zhuo Yifan was not in a hurry or slow to walk, he had already messed up with Shi Zhenxiang. Flipping through the information and finding the martial arts community, a lean and tall woman with a ponytail sat in her position, looking at the endless stream but the cold appearance of her registration position did not change.

"Hey, Senpai." Zhuo Yifan came over with a greeting, "Is this the place where the martial arts club registers?" ”

The woman heard the voice, and raised her head in some surprise to see Zhuo Yifan, who was quite handsome.

"Oh yes." The woman didn't expect that someone else would come to sign up, so she rummaged through the table for a long time before finding the registration form and handing it to Zhuo Yifan, "The martial arts club has to pay the club fee in advance, a total of two thousand yuan." After filling out the registration form, transfer the money to this account, and then show me the invoice with it, and you are an official member of the martial arts club. ”

Zhuo Yifan sighed, took the remittance account slip in the woman's hand, Shi Zhenxiang was right, this martial arts club really has to pay money, and there is a lot of it.

"What grade is Senior Sister?" When filling out the form, Zhuo Yifan asked in passing.

"Mu Guilan, 4th grade." The woman said lightly.

"Oh, then do you know Xia Xiaoyu?" Zhuo Yifan suddenly thought of the six who led him to sign up at the beginning of the school year, and they were also rare beauties, and they were all in the fourth grade.

Mu Zhulan nodded: "After filling it in, you can go." ”

Then Zhuo Yifan said anything, she didn't bother to take care of it, which made Zhuo Yifan, who felt very comfortable everywhere, a little embarrassed.

I took a closer look at this cold woman, although she was very thin, but it did not cover the woman's delicate face, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and no one could completely reflect it in her eyes, and her mind was also hidden and not known.

Zhuo Yifan handed in the registration form and left a little stupidly. I thought I was going to make a beautiful woman as a friend again, but although her body was slender, Zhuo Yifan could sense that this Mu Zhuolan's skills must be extraordinary, thinking that since she was a fellow practitioner, she should talk a lot, but she didn't expect it to be so cold.

Shaking his head and getting rid of those unpleasantness, Zhuo Yifan put on a hippie smile again, and his eyes flickered, and he actually found the Xia Xiaoyu he had just thought of...... Sister Rokujo.

Zhuo Yifan squeezed through the crowd, and then called out to Xia Xiaoyu: "Sister Liujo." ”

Xia Xiaoyu was busy recording the registration for people, and was a little irritable, but when she heard this somewhat familiar voice, the feeling of irritability in her heart disappeared suddenly. When I looked up, I saw a clean man in a slim T-shirt smiling and calling out to himself in the crowd.