At the end of the corridor, Huo Jianting and Tan Qingli walked over slowly.
"I'm sorry, senior, the president wants to discuss something with Ye Siren, please let him go now!"
When Huo Jianting and others saw that Siren was being punished by Xuerou, they ordered Qingli to step forward and try to snatch the drum stick from Xuerou's hand.
However, in Xuerou's eyes, how could a little one who was only 155cm tall take away the prey from the hands of the female orangutan? Just kidding. However, when she saw clearly that Huo Jianting's appearance was worse than before, she was so frightened that she softened: "What happened to you?"
Huo Jianting, who claimed to be a fighting expert, rubbed his head and said with a bruised nose and face, "If I hadn't been in a bad state, I would have been like this by those stinky bodyguards."
"They are bodyguards who have received professional military training. They are all foreigners who were born in the special forces. I am kidding if I don't beat you to death."
"Then if we exchange 10 for one, it won't be a loss!" Huo Jianting thought of the fight just now and couldn't help but admire his own prowess.
Xuerou shook her head helplessly and gave Siren the instruction: "Stand up! Fall out!"
Siren finally breathed a sigh of relief. He leaned on the wall, panting, and sat on the ground tiredly. He asked, "President, what's going on?"
"I heard that your goal is to overthrow the Black Dragon, right?" Huo Jianting put his hands behind his back and said, looking up at the sky.
"Of course!" Siren replied.
"What's the success rate?"
"There are 8 T1 players like Chen Dongsheng, 16 in Jiangnan Mei T2, and the rest are T3 and T4, a total of 120 people. The competition in Xiangjiang can only have 40 to 80 people." Siren analyzed carefully.
"The president is asking you about your success rate, not asking you to analyze it!"
How can Siren put it? This is a rarer probability than ten consecutive six-box draws... He is very aware of the current situation in the team.
At this time, the atmosphere was as silent as death...
Xuerou looked at Siren's disappointed expression, and she also knew that it was meaningless to talk about probability when it was absolutely impossible to succeed.
However, the dream in her heart echoed in her mind again...
"1000%!"
At this time, Xuerou next to him suddenly interrupted.
Seeing her answer, everyone was stunned. What kind of band is Black Dragon? T1 members have been studying music since they were young, and all of them have passed the royal music and foot drill assessment level 8. Even Jiang Nanmei can only be regarded as the top level of T2, let alone the group of people below who have level 5...
"We also have T1-level players! And there's more than one! I believe that if the recruitment concert can be held smoothly, they will definitely come back!" Xuerou said with sharp eyes.
Jian Ting listened and couldn't help but sneered: "Lin Xuerou, you have changed. Ye Siren, there are many recruitment activities for the school clubs this month. Tan Qingli has a task, so I will leave the club affairs to you. !"
"Please rest assured, President!"
After that, Qingli gave Siren the key to the president's drawer.
"I haven't said thank you to the president yet!" Siren patted the stunned Xuerou and said excitedly, and bowed to Jian Ting to thank him.
"What does this mean?" Xuerou was still a little confused...
Siren whispered to Xuerou: "Our recruitment concert can be held smoothly!"
"ah!"
Xuerou was really stunned now.
Why did the person who was always against her suddenly change...
"Thank you... Huo Jianting!" Xuerou shouted.
This was the first time Jian Ting heard Lin Xuerou say thank you to someone, and told him that he didn't know why Xuerou suddenly changed...she became more gentle and polite.
"Don't get me wrong! I just happen to hate Chen Dongsheng!"
After that, Jian Ting and Qing Li left.
Xuerou turned around. Unexpectedly, Siren looked at her with disdain and thought, and said: "Senior sister, your tone is really loud. What's your level with me? Don't you have any confidence in your heart?" 1000%, will it count? Also, I am really curious, does Chen Nanfang really have T1 level players? And I am already T1, I really want to study Chen Nanfang! "
"You don't know this!"
Xuerou led him into the cadre room and found a photo album from three years ago in the glass cabinet under the squadron. She opened one of the pages. Once I saw a familiar face, I put my hands in the French horn, closed my eyes, and played under the afterglow of the setting sun.
"This is……"
"This was taken three years ago when we performed at a children's home. As you can see, Huo Jianting was once a very talented French horn player."
"Then, why?"
He...smoked...
After lunch and smoking the last cigarette in his hand, Huo Jianting was still a little unfinished, so he quickly returned to the student union room and opened the drawer, looking for cigarettes.
Unexpectedly, there wasn't even a cigarette left inside.
He complained so loudly that he kicked the 100-pound table over and all the documents on it were scattered on the ground in a mess. Upon seeing this, Qingli immediately rushed to sort it out.
Unexpectedly, Jian Ting violently picked up her hair and shouted, "Let me ask you, where are the cigarettes!"
Qingli endured the pain and did not dare to resist, so she could only say: "I received a rumor that Feng Ji would come to check the ward in the morning, so I got rid of all the cigarettes..."
"Are you sick?" Jian Ting said, throwing Qingli aside with one hand, and scolded: "I thought you would be smart like Siren and hide the cigarettes. Why did you throw them all away?" "
"sorry Sorry!"
Qingli knelt on the ground and quickly cleared up the mess on the ground. Unexpectedly, his hand was pricked by broken glass from the desk lamp.
Jian Ting felt itchy all over his body and felt physically and mentally uncomfortable, as if thousands of insects were biting his throat. It was dry, drained and bitter. He was about to open the refrigerator and look for a can of beer to relieve his anger. Unexpectedly, there was no wine left. He picked up the wooden chair and threw it hard towards Qingli.
"Who reported me!"
"If it's not Xia Yu, it's Lin Xuerou... who else?"
Huo Jianting listened, giggled a few times, picked up the chair whose back had just been broken, and reluctantly sat down again, calming down, thinking about it, thinking about it...
Except for Lin Xuerou,
Who else would report Jian Ting whenever he had time for three consecutive years?
Over the years, Lin Xuerou found out clearly where Huo Jianting used to hide tobacco and alcohol.
Xuerou is simply annoying. . .
right! Female orangutan!
You can't beat her again and again, but she keeps annoying you and often makes sneak attacks like this.
Since Lin Xuerou wanted to destroy her favorite thing wholeheartedly, then Huo Jianting also unceremoniously wanted to destroy her most precious thing-the rhinoceros band to avenge multiple arrows.
"Qingli, get Ye Siren's key back immediately!"
"good!"
After Qingli said this, she covered her injured hand and hurried outside, finally breathing a sigh of relief. She went to Siren's classroom but couldn't find him. She happened to meet Gao Wenjian who had returned and asked, "Have you seen Ye Siren?"
"He should be in the music room at this time."
As Wen Jian was speaking, a pleasant horn sound came from outside.
When Qingli heard it, she turned around and rushed to the music room immediately. Unexpectedly, a pair of big and warm hands rested on her body.
"Don't leave yet!"
When Wen Jian saw her injured hand, he took her to the basketball club. Everyone happened to be away, so he forced Qing Li to sit down and took out the medical kit.
"I'm leaving. I have something very important to ask Ye Siren!"
"sit down!"
Gao Wenjian pressed her shoulders and forced her to sit down.
"Don't worry yet, your hands are bleeding!"
Wen Jian grabbed her hand, carefully wiped the blood on her hand, and then brought it under the faucet to help her clean the wound. Then use clean cotton
Blot it dry, use an embroidery needle to carefully pick out the glass from the wound under low light and sharp eyes, then wash the wound, disinfect it, and then put a cute pink cartoon tape on it.
"Thank you... thank you..." Qingli raised her eyes gently, looked at Gao Wenjian's face as warm as the sun, and couldn't help but lower her head.
"You are welcome!"
Qingli didn't dare to look at him, she just stared at the tape. She curiously discovered that the pattern on the tape was actually a pink unicorn horse.
She thought about it and felt that it was not surprising. A sunny and handsome boy like Gao Wenjian would of course have girls he likes or be liked by many girls. He would prepare many cute little things for girls. That's normal too.
"It's so cute!"
Gao Wenjian also noticed the cute little eyes of the elf, which had been staring at the tape.
"How come you have such cute tape...given by a girl?"
"Of course not!" Wen Jian giggled a few times.
It turns out that on the day the Silver Band disbanded, the students would throw the band's belongings outside like trash. Many students from poor families picked up and used things they could use, including Gao Wenjian.
"I remember that before, everyone fell in love with everything about the unicorn because of the silver band. We all chased after it. But..."
"sorry……"
Thinking of what happened last week, Qingli, as a member of the student union, felt a little ashamed.
"It's okay... I believe in the president, he will come back to the Silver Band one day. Don't think that Senior Huo Jianting is like this now. In fact, he was very gentle before!"
It turns out that three years ago, when Gao Wenjian was in Form One, he was not as tall as he is now. Although he is very good at playing basketball, he has never been favored because of his poor family conditions.
He picked up the ball when people were practicing, and he was responsible for cleaning it after the ball was played. With his small body of 120cm, he was inconspicuous among the many freshmen. He was weak and taciturn. He was born in Shanwei and spoke half-baked Cantonese. From the moment he stepped into Chen Nanfang's shoes, he became the target of being bullied by everyone.
One day, while he was picking up the ball, a loud sound of drums and trumpets suddenly came to his ears. He looked at the Silver Band, who was wearing white military uniforms and looked like angels descending from the earth, and was shocked by the scene in front of him.
At that time, Lin Xuerou and Huo Jianting walked slowly to the center of the square in neat American style. When the two played a duet, he was deeply shocked.
Suddenly, a ball cake hit him hard in the face!
"ah!"
He cried out in pain, only to realize that he had been overloaded with work and was about to be punished by his senior again!
After that, the basketball team was divided into two teams to form a competition, but everyone disliked it because they were on the same team as Wen Jian, who was in the dwarf section. Wen Jian's skills have never improved, and he can't afford sneakers, so he can only wear white shoes to compete with everyone.
Once, he grabbed the ball and was about to show off his three-point shooting results when Guo Dong (captain of Xia Yu's Guards) suddenly came out and knocked the basketball down with just one tap.
That goal caused his team to lose the practice match.
Sure enough, the seniors didn't teach him anything that day and were not willing to let him do basic training with his teammates.
Because of his performance, after the team broke up, they deliberately trampled on the floor he had worked so hard to mop and wash, and overturned several carts full of basketballs, asking him to start over.
Wen Jian didn't dare
"I just want to play seriously... Just because I am not tall and hold everyone back, will everyone exclude me?"
At this time, a tall figure approached him.
The figure picked up the basketball on the ground, slapped it casually a few times, and then showed him how to quickly fake a layup in front of him.
"Senior, you are amazing!"
"Want to learn? I'll teach you?"
