[(1)] Neuropathy

"You...... You ......" Jolina looked at Galile, who was standing triumphantly across the field—there was only one thought in her mind now, to go back in time and stab the self-righteous self.

She used it as a token necklace in lieu at the time......

Knock on mom!" Jolina shouted in her heart, her expression already showing some signs of madness.

She hadn't done stupid things many times, and she was still doing stupid things in front of guys like Gallier—and the most terrible thing was that Gallier hadn't returned the token necklace to her......

There are all human and material evidence......

She's going to mess around when this matter gets out?

"The whole family has lost the face of you. ”

Jolina made up her face when her relatives said this, full of sarcasm, petrified.

Galilea looked at her, a smile that was bound to come.

"Who's afraid of whom! Isn't it just a bunny bunny of first-year kids! The little ones cheer up!" a very strange scene soon appeared in the training ground - Jolina rolled up her sleeves and shouted loudly, reflecting each other with Nina before, like two neurotics in a group of people with a cold attitude.

[(2)] Harm others and oneself

The training ground for dodgeball matches was the smallest of all the training grounds, but despite this, the central platform was large enough for two classes of the Theory Department to join the game.

Maybe it's because there aren't many people in the theory department.

Another reason was that some people didn't show up at all - when the game was about to start, Jolina stood in the arena and just glanced around to make sure that the goldfinch was not there.

It's even more infuriating to think about it like this, Tetina saw that she had a better temper than the goldfinch, so she "forcedly" dragged her here, and then slipped away again, right?!

But Galier was even more excessive—the smug look that made Jolina's teeth itch with hatred had not faded from the moment.

There were forty people in each of the two classes of the theory department, and the first to be surrounded by the circle was Jolina's class—with Galiye's expression, I always felt that the current picture was like a group of sheep surrounded by a pack of wolves.

Jolina felt a headache......

On the surface, such a competition means to "unite classmates", but it is ......

"Oops, I've been hit!" said one of the people in the circle before the whistle began, and then happily ran out of the circle.

"......" Jolina and her classmates around her.

"......" and even the classmates in Galiye's class were silent.

Brother, this ...... The game hasn't started yet......

And......

"Big brother, I said that your acting skills - don't go to any theater troupe to perform in the future, count me begging you - harm others and yourself!" Jolina gestured at him with disdain, and kindly "persuaded".

"Flutter. After hearing her words, Galier laughed sarcastically, "Your classmates are still ...... It's funny. ”

Funny put in double quotes, absolutely.

"It's good to have fewer retards. "Jolina doesn't care.

Although, she felt that the student's approach had inspired the other students a lot.

even unabashedly showed a little eagerness......

Qiao Lina rolled her eyes and sighed in her heart - the biggest problem with this kind of thing is not how strong the opponent is, but the trickier problem than that is - pig-like teammates.

【(3)】Newspaper menu

Woo ——! Woo ——!

Three balls, five minutes – the first round didn't surprise anyone, and the people in Jolina's class either did it on purpose or didn't react enough, and they were already smashed away before they had three minutes.

Looking at such a tragic situation, Qiao Lina was a little depressed, took two steps back, dodged a ball that was thrown at her, and sighed in her heart about the difficulties of the world and the misery of life.

"Alas......" Jolina was so tired that she wanted to wipe her tears, sighed, and decided to do something she liked, "sweet and sour grilled fish, smoked pork, assorted plates, soup dumplings, ......"

The person who heard her report was stunned and was unceremoniously smashed - and ended up in a trance like waking up from a dream.

"......"

"She's the only one left?"

"What is she doing...... Report the menu?!"

When the time really reached the third minute, only Jolina and a few other classmates were left, and they gradually noticed Jolina.

At the fourth minute, the only person left in the circle of the field was Jolina.

That's when they realized something was wrong.

"What the hell?

"Is she from the Loach Clan?!"

Exclamations rang out frequently, filled with all sorts of complaints calling for his father and mother—even Galier was a little surprised at this time—and there was a touch of disbelief in his eyes.

Two balls, thrown from different directions - with only one person left, everyone's target was clearly the only one left in the field, Jolina of the Red Fox - she should have been smashed off the field quickly, whether due to psychological or technical problems, allowing Gallier's class to win the game perfectly, but the opposite happened, the balls that were thrown were dodged by her at different angles.

Just dodge it, Jolina's move.

It's like taking a walk after a meal...... I also report the menu.

Hell, the general expression appeared on the faces of the students.

【(4)】Sincere to your sister!

"Hush. Gallier, of course, would not rest on her laurels, and she glanced at her younger brother, who was standing across from her, holding the ball in her hand and narrowing her eyes.

Jolina stopped in place at this time, her red hair had not been repaired, and a few strands of hair were scattered in front of her forehead, and she had not picked them up, just swaying in the wind so uninhibitedly.

Galier looked at her like this, pursed his lips, and then hooked a subtle smile, and gave an order-

Two balls flew out and flew towards Gallier—

People exclaimed, staring intently at the "ending".

Jolina didn't move, and didn't seem to notice the ball coming out of her at all.

However, seeing that it was about to be in front of them, the eyes of the people staring at the picture in front of them suddenly flickered.

Jolina's figure seemed to twist for a moment, and then the two balls collided in mid-air until they collided, fell, rolled feebly around the field for a moment, and finally stopped.

There was silence.

"Garlic pork ribs, cumin roast wings, crème brûlée ......" Jolina's voice sounded faintly, and the person circled around the ball, with a look of inadequacy.

The expression on Galiye's face was a little uncontrollable, a little white.

"Oh, don't come and pick up the ball yet, the time is over. Seeing this, Jolina said with a good voice.

"......" Galier began to have some doubts, "Are you ......"

"Play well, play well - I won't tell you anyway, hee-hee. Jolina waved her hand, her expression more sincere and sincere.

Sincerely, your sister!