But he had a forced smile on his face. "That happened eight hundred years ago. You're so out of touch with the news."
Cong Manrong was puzzled, "What do you mean?"
Zhou Mo sneered and said, "Didn't Zhang Lanlan tell you that I have new information?"
Cong Manyong broke out in a cold sweat.
Zhou Mo pulled his arm out of her grasp and asked, "When you say 'I heard', don't you mean what Zhang Lanlan said?"
A trace of panic suddenly flashed across Manrong's eyes. "How is this possible? Lanlan is your own junior sister, how could she tell us this?"
"If she doesn't tell you, who will she tell? No one else wants to hear my gossip."
An awkward smile appeared on Manrong's face.
"Just a joke." Zhou Mo said.
Cong Manyong chuckled twice, "Why would we spread gossip about you? You're well-known in our school. Even if we spread it, no one would believe it, right?"
Zhou Mo just smiled and said nothing. She didn't know whether anyone believed her or not, but some people had mouths, so whether she spread the word or not, she had ears.
Cong Manyong was also very smart. When they met, she greeted her warmly instead of confronting her or giving her the cold shoulder.
Zhou Mo also understood Cong Manyong's psychology. This was the academy, and she was similar to the teachers in the west building. They seemed harmonious on the surface, but they were competing with others secretly.
It's rush hour now, and I can't have a big fight with her and make a fool of myself.
"Not leaving?" Zhou Mo asked.
"Let's go," said Cong Manyong.
The two walked out of the building side by side.
Cong Manyong suddenly asked, "The college is organizing a table tennis competition soon. Do you want to participate? We have secured a lot of funding for this competition. If we place well, we will get money."
Zhou Mo: "Besides, I may not have time. You all know my teacher's personality. Maybe there will be something urgent for me to deal with."
Cong Manyong said, "Why don't you just tell Teacher Shen in advance? Didn't you win first prize last year? This year's prize money is a thousand, twice as much as last year."
Zhou Mo was a little annoyed. She just didn't want to go.
Seeing Manrong's enthusiasm, Zhou Mo didn't know what kind of deliberate attempts were made to trip him up behind his back, and he didn't want to be fooled.
"The number of participants this time is about the same as last year. You will definitely win a prize if you come." Cong Manyong persuaded again.
Zhou Mo felt it was strange. Even after she expressed it like this, Cong Manyong still refused to give up. He wondered what else she was up to.
Seeing Zhou Mo didn't say anything, Cong Manrong asked, "How about it? Are you coming?"
Zhou Mo didn't answer. She caught a glimpse of a blue-black BMW appearing at the door. She said, "My husband is here to pick me up. We'll talk later. Bye."
She hurriedly waved goodbye to Cong Manyong.
"Hey," Cong Manyong saw Zhou Mo running towards a BMW at the door.
It’s still the 5 Series, this year’s new model.
She was stunned for a moment. Zhou Mo said "husband". Could it be that she had found another rich man?
No, when did she get married?
Why is there no news at all?
…
Zhou Mo opened the passenger seat and got in, fastening his seat belt.
Han Chen reached out and touched her forehead.
Zhou Mo frowned and hid for a moment, "I don't have a fever anymore."
Han Chen: "Well, it's definitely not hot."
Zhou Mo glared at him, "Can I still lie to you?"
Han Chen chuckled, "Blame me for being suspicious."
He started the car, turned it around, and when he passed the gate of the School of Health Management again, he happened to pass by Cong Manyong who was hailing a taxi on the side of the road.
"Is that person your classmate?" Han Chen saw Zhou Mo and Cong Manyong walking out of the academy together just now.
"Well," Zhou Mo thought for a moment and said, "The kind of relationship that's not good."
"You're not on good terms with her, but you still leave work with her?"
"I met her by chance on the way. I don't know what was going on in her mind, but she insisted that I participate in the table tennis and badminton competitions held by the college."
"Did you participate?" Han Chen asked.
"How is that possible?" Zhou Mo said, "She is the planner of the competition. Who knows if she will bribe the referee and deliberately make things difficult for me."
Han Chen frowned: "Then don't go."
"That's what I thought, too."
As soon as Zhou Mo finished speaking, the phone screen suddenly lit up.
She took a look and found it was Zhao Xiaoshuang. She said: Someone from the West Building just contacted me and asked if I want to team up with you to participate in the table tennis competition.
Zhou Mo: ???
Zhao Xiaoshuang: I heard that school leaders from the central campus came to inspect this event, which is why the college is taking it so seriously. Rumor has it, there aren't many people who can play table tennis, so not many people are signing up.
Zhou Mo: I see.
She closed her phone and said to Han Chen, "I finally understand why that classmate I wasn't on good terms with insisted that I participate in the table tennis tournament. It's because a leader from above is coming to inspect. No wonder the prize money is so high this time."
"Want to participate?" Han Chen asked.
Zhou Mo thought for a moment, "One thousand yuan for a match, that's a good deal, right? With their leader around, they probably wouldn't dare to do anything rash."
Han Chen: "Only playing table tennis?"
Zhou Mo: "I don't know how to play badminton."
Han Chen said confidently: "I can, I can teach you."
Zhou Mo frowned and sneered, "Of course you would. You fought with female classmates a lot back then."
Han Chen chuckled, "Are you jealous?"
"How is that possible? That happened so many years ago," Zhou Mo snorted, then asked again, "Tell me, why did you like playing badminton with girls so much back then?"
"It's not that I like playing with them, it's just that all the badminton players are girls." Han Chen was helpless.
Of course Zhou Mo knew that Han Chen was not the kind of person who would hide among the flowers and show off himself to attract the attention of the opposite sex.
After all, he had beaten many girls until they cried.
There is no such thing as gentlemanly manners in Han Chen.
The strength of boys and girls is not on the same level. Han Chen never shows mercy when playing badminton with girls. He always uses the simplest and most brutal method without any skills, and starts with a dunk.
When the girls played with him, they could only search for the ball all over the floor.
Zhou Mo asked, "If you teach me... will I win?"
Han Chen: "It depends on whether your academy has any experts."
Zhou Mo thought for a moment, "Probably not. Everyone got ashore by relying on intelligence."
Among those who are good at studying, how many are also good at sports?
Even Han Chen is not proficient in everything. He is only good at badminton, and his scores in the physical examination are only above average.
Han Chen said, "Guaranteed third prize, okay?"
Zhou Mo: "The third prize is too little, only three hundred yuan."
Han Chen frowned: "Do you really want the first prize?"
Zhou Mo: "Since I'm participating in the competition, of course I have to aim for first place."
Han Chen was helpless: "Okay, I'll let you win the first prize."
Zhou Mo: "What if I can't get it?"
Han Chen: "If you don't win first prize, I'll give you a thousand."
Zhou Mo smiled with satisfaction, "That's about right."
Han Chen turned his head and looked at her, "You really are not willing to suffer any loss."
Zhou Mo snorted lightly: "Why should I suffer a loss? If you don't take advantage of the opportunity, you are a fool."
Han Chen: "Okay, I'll let you take advantage. What do you want to eat?"
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