He took a step and followed the other person's footsteps.
*
Ten minutes later, in an empty indoor basketball court.
Xie Xihe followed the old man to an office desk at the edge of the basketball court. Opposite him sat a burly middle-aged man.
Hearing the voice, he looked up, but that was all he saw. He then looked away and waved his hand, saying, "He's too old. Take him away."
Xie Xihe: “…”
The old man's face showed little surprise. He knocked on the table and said, "Do you think I'm blind and can't see that she's old? Since I brought her in, I have my reasons. I asked you to test her, so why are you so talkative?"
The strong man said only eight words: "..."
Xie Xihe, once again being looked down upon for his age, said: "..."
I couldn't help but say, "I'm only eighteen, one week away from nineteen."
The old man said "Oh" and turned to look at her: "At this age, you are too old to graduate here. New students are generally not over fifteen years old."
Xie Xihe: “…”
Okay, she shut up.
A smile flashed across the old man's eyes, and he looked back at the man: "What are you still sitting there for? Hurry up!"
The strong man Zhang Fangxuan was helpless: "Okay."
He stood up and without changing his position, pointed to the basketball court not far away and said to Xie Xihe, "Run around the basketball court a few times first."
Xie Xihe: "How many laps is it?"
Zhang Fangxuan thought for a moment and said casually, "Let's make it an even number, one hundred."
Xie Xihe: ...That’s really quite casual.
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