"You ......"

Her voice was so cold that she shivered.

Slap herself twice, make a sound, and everyone present will hear it......

How much effort does that take?

Although, as the bet sounds, a bit excessive.

But Ge Youer, who knows about the dance club, doesn't believe that she will lose this gamble.

The club has always ranked first in recruiting new students, and how can the dance club that stands tall be inferior to their art club?

"Hehe......"

The eyes with beautiful contacts were full of disdain, and Ge You'er laughed contemptuously, "Then this bet!" But...... Tang Luo, I hope you'd better recognize the reality, there are some things that are very different, you can't do it, you just can't do it! ”

When Tang Luo heard this, he pursed the corners of his lips indifferently, "Ge You'er, the one who recognizes reality clearly is you!" The two of us made this bet, and the loser will definitely not be me! ”

The last sentence does not have a trace of unwarmth, but there is no doubt that it is enough to shock people.

Seeing Tang Luo's calmness, Ge You'er began to waver a little in her heart, wondering if it was a mistake for her to make this bet with her!

Clenching her white teeth, she forced herself to look at her, her eyes with beautiful contacts wide, "Okay! We'll see in a few days! I'm really looking forward to seeing the day you quit the art club! ”

"You! And you! Here we go! ”

Putting down a cruel word, Ge Youer looked at them separately, she walked out of the event venue with her head held high on her left and right, with her head held high.

Zhong Yuze, who came before Mu Ningxi, was silent from beginning to end.

He felt that Tang Luo seemed to have a chance to win, but he couldn't help but worry about her, "Tang Luo, can you really do it, recruit more new members than their dance club?" ”

When the words came out, he lowered his head and thought about it, and added, "But...... Don't worry, I'm the president of the art club, and I'll help you together! ”

Tang Luo: "......"

She didn't reply, just glanced at him faintly, then quickly turned around and walked a little to the right of the little square.

Looking at the snow-white wall a few meters away, her dark brown watery apricot eyes showed a touch of determination.

……

After arranging the club's recruitment venue, return to their art club.

Tang Luo took out her mobile phone, glanced at the time, moved her fingers, clicked on WeChat and sent a message.

"Take the responsibility of injuring you, do I need to treat your wounds tomorrow?"

Yes.

This message from her was sent to Leng Lonely Lan.

When she untied the gauze on his abdomen and saw the wound, she had doubts in her heart.

She began to wonder if his wound was caused by her.

Leng Lonelan, who received the news from Tang Luo, was followed by Lu Yan, who was carrying a black briefcase, in the underground parking lot of the school, preparing to take his black Bugatti sports car and leave Huangjia University.

With a long step on his slender legs, he got into the sports car.

Unlocking the phone in his right hand, he quickly browsed the messages, and then, his extremely handsome face sank for a moment.

Maybe she was the accomplice who attacked him, but she finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to do something?

As Lu Yan got into the car, he caught a glimpse of the expression on Leng Shilan's face, and he immediately carried his briefcase and sat down on the opposite side without saying a word.

His face was gloomy and cold, and a glint flashed in his amber eyes, and his index finger typed a sentence on the screen.