The students stood in the queue under the scorching sun, and the training shirts on their bodies had long been soaked with sweat. Kuwaki stood straight, his fingers pressed tightly against the seams of his trousers, and looked at the rostrum with his head held high.

"Dear students, from now on, Shengnan University will become your new home......" The president stood on the stage and delivered a speech with a 20-minute manuscript.

Finally, when Sang Ji was about to hold on, the principal finished his speech, "Thank you! ”

Today is the last day of the training camp and the official start of school.

After the principal's speech, he left the hot playground.

The eldest brother stood in front of the queue and shouted with a serious expression, "Lizheng!" ”

The sound of a uniform standing posture sounded, and the eldest brother seemed to be very satisfied with the performance of his classmates, nodding his head and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and his serious expression was a little more gentle.

He asked loudly, "Do you want to disband?" ”

After a few days of training, the students have already practiced their voices, and dozens of people responded with the highest volume, "Yes!" ”

A loud bang shook over the playground and lasted for a long time.

The eldest brother in the next class glanced at the eldest brother in our class with a smile, and also asked loudly at the class he taught, "Do you want to disband?" ”

"Yes!"

The answer of the next class is not as neat and crisp as that of the Sang Ji class, and the voice is not loud enough for their class.

The eldest brother of Sang Jiban's smile deepened, the silver whistle was put on his lips and blew, and he waved his big hand: "Disband!" ”

After seven days of rigorous training, I finally waited for this beautiful word. In Li Jiaen's words, this is the most beautiful and gentle thing she has heard him say in the past few days.

Under the coach's command, everyone wilted like frosted eggplant.

Sang Ji and Li Jiaen didn't care about maintaining the image of the goddess of coldness, so they walked to the shade of the tree and sat cross-legged on the ground, drooping their shoulders and fanning themselves with their five fingers together.

Li Jiaen stared straight at the water cup placed under the basketball hoop, raised his elbow and bumped Su Yuan, who was sitting behind him, "Can you go and bring the water?" ”

Su Yuan, who lowered his head to dissipate heat, frowned, glanced at Li Jiaen, and asked in a slightly cool tone, "Why?" ”

"I'm thirsty!"

"Don't you have hands and feet?"

Hearing this, Li Jiaen seemed to be angry by his words, and suddenly turned around and glared at him, "Sang Ji is also thirsty!" And the two of us are girls, and we don't have enough physical strength, so can't you help us more if you're a boy? ”

“……”

Su Yuan pursed his lips and looked at her for ten seconds, then turned his head to look at Sang Ji who was wilted, exhaled and stood up on the floor, and left a heart-piercing sentence before going: "I went to get the water because of Sang Ji, not because of you." ”

"Heh-" Li Jiaen leaned back with his hands on the floor, rolled his eyes at him, and snorted coldly: "Sang Ji is Sang Ji!" Anyway, I want water, not you! ”

Su Yuan's eyes were even colder, and he glanced at her and walked towards the basketball hoop with his long legs.

And when he bent down to look for a water bottle, Lin Feiyu walked into the playground with several male classmates carrying mineral water and walked towards their class of freshmen.

Li Jiaen blinked, turned his head to look away disapprovingly, immersed in the hurtful words that Su Yuan had just said to her.

Suddenly, a slightly cool bottle of mineral water dotted on her hat head, "What are you thinking?" ”

Li Jiaen was stunned, and when he turned his head to look over, he glanced at Su Yuan, who was carrying a few water bottles on the side.

He was looking at her with a cold face.