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Chapter 617 Accidentally Became Number One

Fu Ling followed his roommate to the BGI training ground to watch the excitement, and recognized the slim He Wei in the crowd, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He Wei actually got into Huada?Isn't she talking about someone?Can this be admitted to Huada?

On the other hand, what an excellent top student she was originally, the teachers were pleased, the parents were proud, and the eyes of the students were either envious or envious or in love with her.But because of that illusory crush, she was disgraced, and her grades plummeted as a result.Even Xu Xiaoqing, who had mediocre grades and was only satisfied with the second college before the exam, did better than her in the exam.In the end, she still asked her stepfather to agree, which fulfilled her wish to study in a university in Kyoto.

The more Fu Ling thought about it, the more sad he became, and even looked at He Wei with a touch of resentment in his eyes.

It would have been great if I hadn't met the He family and met that man that day. She was still a top student in the teacher's mind, and she still got enviable high scores in the exam.Today, Huada must have her part in the training ground.

Although both Jinghua University and City College are located in Kyoto, even though they are separated by only a few streets, there is a huge difference. The former is a supreme existence among Chinese colleges and universities, while the latter is a member of ordinary colleges.

And because the three majors of City College have a wide range of enrollment, when it comes to City College, the first thing people think of is not the second batch of majors, but the third batch of expensive tuition.Even among similar institutions, Kyoto City College can be regarded as excellent, but compared with Huada, it seems like a small follower.

Not to mention anything else, let’s just talk about training. It’s obviously the same day, but you can see the training ground of Huada University, which is twice as large as the playground of their city college; and look at the dormitory buildings where Huada students live. It is said that the inside is much cleaner than the one they live in. The bathroom is shared by three dormitories. Unlike them, there are only two bathrooms and toilets on the whole floor.There were six cubicles in the shower, but there were twenty times as many people as there were six.

In order to take a shower immediately after training, some people put basins and buckets in the shower cubicle at noon.If there is one, there will be two, and if there is two, there will be three. Gradually, before the afternoon training begins, there is a long queue of buckets and washbasins in the bathing place.

Even so, after the day's training ended, when I rushed back to take a shower, I found that there were still people vying for seats, and the series of verbal battles and fights caused by the robbing were really enough!

The quality of students in Sanben is poor!Seeing such phenomena, Fu Ling felt extremely disdainful in his heart.I always feel that I am out of place in this school.She shouldn't be a student at City College.right!She was supposed to be a student of Hua University or Beijing University, and that is the real "high-achieving student" in the eyes of the world!
"Fu Ling! Why are you so dazed, Fu Ling? It's time to go back. If you don't leave, you'll be late." The roommate who pulled Fu Ling to see the girls from Huada, patted Fu Ling's shoulder hard, and patted her Back to God.

"What's the matter?" Fu Ling collected her thoughts, turned her head and asked her roommate, "Didn't you say that the Huada girls fight in the middle of the night? Their school doesn't deal with this kind of thing?" It's best that He Wei is also in the fighting team, ruthlessly Give her a punishment.

Unfortunately, the news brought by her roommate was not what she expected:
"It doesn't seem to be what we said, it seems to be an accident."

Fu Ling snorted and sneered: "Accident? As long as there is an accident with a student, the school's response to the outside world is always an accident. If they emphasize that it was an accident, then I believe that something really happened."

"It's okay if you can't ask." Fu Ling's roommate spread his hands, then pointed in a certain direction and said, "Here, that is the coach of the 17th row, the only female coach in the entire base. It turned out that it was only three days. The team she led This kind of incident happened, do you think the unit will transfer her away? She is pretty good-looking, I really can't tell that she is 30 years old..."

Fu Ling looked in the direction of his roommate's finger, and saw the heroic female coach standing still in front of He Wei's team, her footsteps froze, "The 17th row you mentioned was led by that female coach? What major do you have?" do you know?"

"I don't know the specific major, I only know that it is from the Academy of Fine Arts."

Art school?

Fu Ling suddenly laughed.Engaging in half a day is an art major.The college entrance examination score might not be as high as hers.It's just that he passed Huada's special art exam in advance.Although she didn't pay attention to art majors, because she never thought about taking art schools, she still knew a little bit: students who were admitted to art schools were often those students who didn't do well in cultural subjects.Like one of them, the top [-] of the grades, no one went to the Raoshizi Academy of Fine Arts.

Then I couldn't laugh again.Even if it's just an art major, the name of the school is always "Jinghua University", Huada Huada, who doesn't give a thumbs up to praise?On the other hand, City College, City College, first wondered if it was the third batch at their own expense.Stand up and down and wait to see.

Fu Ling's face suddenly sank again.

"I'm talking about you, what's going on today? Oh! It's time for a break, run now! I don't want to be caught by the coach and punished..." Seeing that all the coaches had returned to their respective classes, the roommate pulled Fu Ling up He rushed to the small playground where the city college was located.

In the end, it was still a slow beat, and both of them were taken outside the line by the coach to make them stand in a military posture, causing the boys and girls in the class to snicker.

Fu Ling's mood at that time was like swallowing a fly alive.She who used to be in the limelight and was the top No. [-] middle school, was reduced to the point where she was reprimanded by her coach and snickered by her classmates.Couldn't be more depressed.

At the same time, the 17th row where He Wei was in was earnestly learning the training content of the day from the coach.

Since such a bad thing just happened, no one could think of fighting, but it seemed that they were rehearsing very vigorously.

In the evening of the same day, the instructor went to the bulletin board to check the test scores of the day, and unexpectedly found that the girl platoon she assisted jumped to the top, ranking first, surpassing No.2 by a full 15 points.

The instructor's expression was dull, and he twitched his mouth for a long while. Could it be that this is "no hit, no weapon"?So, should she really be looking for a whip?Then tie it to the waistband of your trousers, take it off every now and then and throw a few whips in the air, to whip and whip these little aunts and grandmas who make people worry?
joke!If she really did this, her role as an instructor would come to an end.

The girls in the 17th row got the news soon, and they were overjoyed.

"Emma, ​​No.1! It's not just for girls, is it? I remember boys are also included, right?"

"Of course! The other platoons are not all girls like ours. Naturally, all of them are included. And it's not just our school, City College is also included."

"Isn't that right? Didn't you say that apart from a few friendly matches, there is no competition in this area?"

"You are stupid. The blackboards are put together. The requirements and basis of the assessment are the same. The scores are naturally comparable. In short, for today's training, we ranked the highest score, and the one with the highest score in the City College was ranked by ten. How many points?"

"bingo!"

"Would you like to celebrate?"

"Pull it down! Don't celebrate and make trouble again, I'm afraid! Leapfrog - oh leapfrog - the cliff is the nightmare of my life..."

"Pfft hahaha..."

Guan Ling forgot that the "tofu cube" quilt was still on the bed as a model, and when she was talking, she threw herself on top of it and rolled over excitedly. It was too late when she found out that the "tofu cube" had already been crushed, and she beat her chest and screamed. Lian Lian: "It's over, it's over! Tomorrow there will be another point deduction for housekeeping! Can someone help me, I can't stack..."

Seeing this, He Wei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pulled her aside, "Look at me folding, you can try it yourself when you're done. Don't just fold it up and don't touch it as a model. To cool down at night, just cover it with a towel blanket. Don't catch a cold. ...Also, what if there is an on-site assessment?"

He Qingdong once taught her the skill of making tofu quilts, and with the guidance of the coaches two days ago, it can't be said that she dares to compete with the quilts made by the coaches, but it is still quite decent.

"He Wei is right! Now that our platoon has had a good start, I suggest that everyone take it seriously in the next game. You can't say that you should fight for the first place every game, and don't fall too far behind, otherwise you will be playing yourself. face?"

The chubby squad leader of the dyeing and weaving class is quite authoritative when he is serious, "Guan Ling, you are not good at internal affairs, learn more from He Wei; Li Li, you sometimes make mistakes in forwarding around, so you have time to find a partner." Lianlian; Zheng Jie, don't be so sad, no one blames you for that matter, it's over, what a dead end! Next, let's work harder and try to minimize our bad impression in the minds of the coaches ...do you have confidence?"

"Have!"

……

From that day on, the girls in the 17th row were rejuvenated. Whether it was the gathering of morning exercises, the speed of night training, housekeeping, morning and afternoon training... or even the theoretical study at night, every session and every class was incomparable. serious.It seems to have returned to the hard and fulfilling days before the college entrance examination.

Sweating profusely on the training ground, no one complained of suffering; sitting upright in the theory class, no one found it boring; even housekeeping, which was initially regarded as a weak point, has made great progress after repeated operations and simulations before going to bed.Even the guide who worries behind them every day is impressed by them.

"Good, good! With the current full mental state, continue to persevere! I believe that this year's training, the best team is none other than you!" The instructor was gratified and happy.

It was halftime, and the girls in row 17 sat around the instructors and coaches, laughing and chatting.

"Instructor, we have worked so hard, will there be any rewards later?"

"It must be!" The instructor said with a smile, "Well, if you get the best pennant, I will be the host and invite you to go to the playground for a day."

"Whoa whoa!"

"Yeah yeah—"

"Have fun at the playground, instructor, your wallet is going to be empty!"

"Hahaha!"

There was laughter from below.

The coach accepted the words with a smile: "Sounds very interesting, how about I make a bet too? If you win the final victory, I will give each of you a gadget made of bullet casings."

Before the girls clapped and cheered again, the coach continued with a smile: "However, one-sided rewards feel a bit boring, how about we have a two-way reward?"

The girls in the 17th row suddenly blacked out: "..." We don't find it boring at all, really!

But the coach had spoken, the girls had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the bet. They met and murmured together for a long time, and discussed a result: "If we don't win the final victory, the instructor and coach can give us any range of ability." internal requirements."

"it is good!"

The two sides made a bet.

In the next few days, the girls in the 17th row trained more seriously and assiduously.The progress is also quite rapid.

The news that the coaches, instructors and students in the 17th row placed bets on whether they could get the pennant of the best team quickly spread among the companies.

After Fu Ling heard about it, his heart was about to move.I also want to call up my platoon to fight against the 17th platoon.It is a foregone conclusion to fight for parents and schools, and the training starts at the same level, why not fight?
But she has this heart, others don't.

Even her roommate, who has been inseparable from her since she registered, said: "Hey, forget it! I have to take extra time to train, and listening to it makes me tired. I would rather sleep in the dormitory, listen to music and read novels. BGI and our school add up to 170 Row, just choose one, 170 to 1, it's too difficult..."

No one is willing to try and compete with her. They all feel that the selection rate of 170 to 1 is too illusory. Step; the coach shouted "stand at attention and rest", and they did a good job.At least it is not a problem to cope with the review ceremony on the last day.What does it matter if you can't get the best pennant?In addition, there are 168 other teams empty-handed like them, it is embarrassing!
Fu Ling was disappointed.This made me feel even more that I reported the wrong school.She should grit her teeth, insist on repeating the exam for another year, and take the exam again next year.This year is just a waste of time, resulting in insufficient preparation time. If I take the exam next year, I may enter Huada University or Peking University.

But now, she has no turning back.Drop out of school and go home to repeat?Even if her stepfather didn't say anything, her mother would be the first to not forgive her; choose to run away from home and rely on herself?Not having money is a big problem.

Looking at the people around me, students who can afford three books are relatively well-off, and she is a minority.Every time I see my classmates flipping through fashion magazines that cost 30 yuan each, eating macarons that cost hundreds of yuan a box, playing with electronic products worth thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan, and using high-end skin care products of imported brands . . . and she felt ashamed for no reason.

Money, money, this is what she lacks the most right now.

If she is rich and able to treat her classmates to delicious food and spicy food from time to time, why worry about no one echoing her call at this moment?

Fu Ling attributed the current situation of no one responding to the fact that she was poor and had no money to treat her classmates to eat and drink. This made her not popular enough, her prestige was not high enough, and she had little say among her classmates.

Since then, a seed called "money" has grown crazily in her heart.

(End of this chapter)