Right Here Waiting For You

It's not because they don't recruit girls, but shooting clubs have auditing standards. Most of the girls report the idea of ​​coming to the club to see handsome guys. Shooting results are messed up, and it will be a ghost if they pass.

Over time, the girls shy away from shooting.

"Yes, the president, so let's be more accommodating to the girl this time, this girl is so beautiful!" The student who just came to send the form smiled.

"How beautiful is it, let me see!" The president continued to look down and glanced at the photo. "It's pretty good-looking. It's an exchange student from city a, but the rules of our shooting club can't be changed. Just review it. How to review."

After speaking, he was ready to put the form on the table.

But before he put it on the table, a good-looking hand grabbed it.

"Senior?" The president stared at Li Yanmo with an unclear face, not understanding what he was doing with the form.

Li Yanmo did not say a word, looked down at the application form, his gaze fell on Ning Tiantianxiao's incomparably splendid ID photo, his fingertips lightly stroked, his thin lips slightly raised.

When he heard that it was an exchange student from city a, he guessed it would be her!

When the president saw him suddenly smile, his face would be even more dazed. What was going on? Could it be that they still know each other?

"Did you just say that I should teach the high school shooting club?" Li Yanmo raised his eyes to look at him.

"That's right!" The president nodded quickly when he heard him ask, and then asked tentatively, "Senior, did you agree?"

"You keep her, I will teach the club for free." Li Yanmo put the form in his hand back into his hand, but he tore off the ID photo and stuffed it into the pocket of his white shirt.

"Are you serious?" The president didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly.

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Li Yanmo frowned, "Do you think I am joking with you?"

"Dang, of course not!" The president quickly took out the club's seal and stamped Ning Tiantian's application form in front of him, "Well, she is already a member of the shooting club."

"Yeah." Li Yanmo nodded his chin before stepping out of the shot.

"Company, President, didn't you just say that the rules of our shooting club cannot be changed?" The student on the side was stunned, but now he opened the back door directly.

"Ahem!" The president coughed a few times and said seriously, "We also need to change the specific policy according to the actual situation, right?"

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Yes, yes, you are the president, you have the final say.

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Just after the evening self-study get out of class, Ning Tiantian looked at Li Yanmo who was waiting for her downstairs, and quickly rushed downstairs with her schoolbag.

"Brother Mo, I joined the club today. Guess which club I joined?" In the night, she raised her head and looked at Li Yanmo.

He was standing under the sycamore tree, with a little bit of light falling on him, the ink hair was soft against his forehead, and his eyes were as deep as hesitating stars. The coat was half open, revealing the clean white shirt inside, and the pockets of the white shirt were slightly bulging. He started, pretending to be a two-inch photo of her when she applied for the shooting club.

"Shooting Club." Li Yanmo looked down at her.

"How do you know?" Ning Tiantian's eyes widened suddenly.

"Guess." Li Yanmo spit out these two words inexplicably.