Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 384 The Hearing Impaired Learning God (44)

An Yiyi was still chattering and chattering, Lou Zhuang wanted to knock her head to one side.

After the drill, the students went to the cafeteria to eat and prepare for evening self-study.

On the next Friday, the sports meeting officially opened.

Under Lao Wang's insistence, Lou Zhuang bought a pair of shoes that matched the little black dress, and went to class to change into running shoes after the opening ceremony was over.

All classes from senior one to senior three came outside the playground, waiting to enter.

Each class has its own style, and Lou Zhuang also saw that a certain class in the second year of high school was all wearing Hanfu.

Against the backdrop of a group of exotic clothes, the all-colored autumn school uniforms of the Rockets class next door looked extraordinarily simple.

Lou Zhuang turned her head to talk to the girls in the first row, and a young man appeared out of the corner of her eye.

The young man with a height of [-] stood in the last row without any surprise, standing out from the crowd, like a tall and straight green cypress tree.

Wearing the blue and white school uniform on him, it doesn't look bloated, on the contrary, it reminds people of the words "campus male god".

Lou Zhuang could see it clearly, many girls were looking at Zhen Lan, and they were all smiling and wanted to say something to their companions, without even thinking about it, they knew it was about Zhen Lan.

The two lines of sight collided in mid-air, and there were smiles in each other's eyes.

"The next one coming to us is Senior Class 32..."

The host in the stands spoke in a straight voice, Lou Zhuang was turning around, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Look, look, no matter how many times you look at it.

Anyway, the person is already hers.

The first seventeen classes entered the playground, followed by the eighteenth class.

Lou Zhuang held the class sign and walked into the playground a few meters away from Class [-].

"The next one coming to us is Senior Class 38..."

The autumn wind swept across the coolness of late autumn, and the students in Class 38 of Senior High chanted slogans in unison and stood still at the designated location.

When the last art class passed the stands, it was the principal who spoke.

The long and boring opening ceremony lasted for more than an hour. It was not until the principal announced the official start of the sports meeting that all classes left in turn.

The 10-year long-distance race started at 30:[-], and there was still more than half an hour left.

Lou Zhuang sent the class card back to the class, and changed clothes and shoes by the way.

"Hey Lou Zhuang, wait for me!"

Lou Zhuang turned her head and saw a group of girls led by Zhong Yulan, raised her eyebrows lightly: "What's wrong?"

"Are you going back to class? We're going back to move some stools, let's go together."

"By the way, Lou Zhuang, do you want to write cheers with us?"

Lou Zhuang thought that she didn't have that literary talent, so she politely declined: "I have a long-distance run later, and I need to do some warm-up exercises."

"Okay then, come on, we'll wait for you at the finish line."

Lou Zhuang smiled and walked into the class first.

There are cabinets installed behind each class in A, half the height of a person, and each person has a cubicle.

Lou Zhuang found the grid with her name on it, dragged a stool and sat down, and was about to change it when she suddenly paused.

The right hand fumbled in the shoe, and the fingertips touched the hard existence, the coldness in Lou Zhuang's eyes flashed away.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Yulan saw that Lou Zhuang was there bent over, without shoes on, walking over while eating biscuits.

Lou Zhuang pursed her lower lip, took out the things in the shoes, spread her palms and handed them to Zhong Yulan: "Someone put nails in my shoes."

Several girls, including Zhong Yulan, gasped, and their eyes widened: "This...what's going on?"

Zhong Yulan glanced at Lou Zhuang's feet, and asked with concern, "Are your feet okay?"

Lou Zhuang shook her head: "I haven't worn it yet."

Zhong Yulan breathed a sigh of relief, it was fine if he didn't wear it: "I'll go find Old Wang."

(End of this chapter)