Chapter 402 Lu Yumo Wears a Skirt 3
As these words were spoken, the students present's eyes lit up and they all looked over, looking at a group of girls in yellow miniskirts who appeared in the hall with a look of surprise and excitement on their faces.
"Zhou Bingbing, Zhou Bingbing! She's been in several hit dramas recently. Is there another little star as famous as her in Hangyuan?"
"Zhou Bingbing is going to dance for me? Oh my god, I'm so excited!"
"Gou Bi Hangyuan used a girl to kill me! Ah Wei is dead!"
After receiving praise from a middle school student, Hangyuan's cheerleaders walked in proudly. Wu Zhiheng, who was originally sitting on the bench, naturally gave up his seat to let them sit down first.
Wu Zhiheng glanced at Zhou Bingbing, blushed a little, and said with a dry cough: "How is your dance rehearsal going?"
"With the music of Addiction and the choreography of our school teacher, don't worry. In this basketball game, no matter which aspect, our Hangyuan will be able to beat No. 1 Middle School."
Wu Zhiheng nodded with satisfaction.
The boys standing next to him only glanced at the noisy No. 1 Middle School behind them, laughed disdainfully and said, "Let's not talk about anything else, just look at Bingbing's looks, there's no girl on Hangyuan's cheerleading team that's that cute to outdo you."
"Just look at the reactions of these country bumpkins. If there was any pretty girl in No. 1 Middle School, would they be so eager to lick her like dogs?"
"Wait until Bingbing and the others finish dancing, then we'll go on the court and keep our eyes on them. Don't let them score a single goal. Just give them a good slap on the face and we'll be done with it!"
In a basketball game between schools like this, in addition to the boys' basketball skills competition, the cheerleading teams of the two schools serve as the opening performance. Whichever side has the better momentum will get a 20% commission on the boys' subsequent games.
Furthermore, no matter what a boy looks like, he more or less hopes that the girl he takes out is pretty and presentable, and he has a sense of vanity similar to showing off.
"No. 1 Middle School doesn't even have a professional athlete, let alone a cheerleading team." Wu Zhiheng crossed his arms and sneered, "Our grade director saw a girl with a cleft lip in the cheerleading team of No. 1 Middle School today. A girl with a cleft lip can be a cheerleader. No. 1 Middle School is really..."
Before Wu Zhiheng finished speaking, his teammates behind him suddenly spoke excitedly, and instantly reached everyone's ears, "Fuck, that Fu Zhi this morning!"
Fu Zhi this morning, and then what?
Everyone was stunned and looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a little girl in a short skirt, holding a flower shaker, walking in front of the team.
The cheerleading uniform didn't reveal much and was quite formal. The skirt was short, which made Fu Zhi's legs look long and thin. She had cold eyebrows and eyes, and at first glance she looked like the type of trumpet creeper that was out of reach.
Because the occasion was different, when Fu Zhi and his group came out, compared to the noisy atmosphere when Hang Yuan came, this moment the field erupted into waves of almost enthusiastic shouts, accompanied by the boys' whistles one after another.
The scene couldn't be more exciting.
Most of the students in the third year of high school had received the news that Fu Zhi was joining the cheerleading team, but the younger students in the first and second years of high school had only just found out about it.
The boy on Hangyuan's side looked upset.
However, Zhou Bingbing had expected such an occasion. After all, Fu Zhi had just become famous in the morning. Besides, she was really good-looking, with a figure and good looks that Zhou Bingbing could not match.
Zhou Bingbing said with a stern face: "Cheerleading is about dancing, not showing off. Let her be proud for a while! Once she sees our Hangyuan's dance, she will know her position and regret being a cheerleader!"
Xiao Liu saw Fu Zhi in a cheerleading uniform from a distance, and then compared the appearance of their children with that of Hangyuan's group of students. The more they compared, the more he felt that his own children were better.
He looked at Ouyang Ya politely, "So will this performance be performed by you, Hangyuan first or -"
"Let Yizhong go first."
He was interrupted by Ouyang Ya before he could finish his words, "Hangyuan's students are all professional cheerleaders. I'm afraid that their dancing will undermine the confidence of your school's cheerleaders."
"Oh, really?" Ma Mingquan looked at Ouyang Ya with a smile and said, "I remember Miss Ouyang said the same thing this morning."
“…”
What’s the point of being good at talking? Ouyang Ya turned her head and said nothing more to him.
Who will be embarrassed next knows it!
Fu Zhi and her other teammates walked to the center of the basketball court under the watchful eyes of the entire audience.
Outside the venue, the high school students in the first and second grades who were watching were curious.
"Can this Senior Sister Fu Zhi do it?"
"I don't think she has the personality to dance. It's a competition between two schools. The one she's competing with is Zhou Bingbing. I remember Zhou Bingbing's parents were dancers, right?"
"Maybe Fu Zhi didn't expect Zhou Bingbing, the face of the opposite team, to be so praised that she became a little too proud. She wanted to participate in something that is not her field at all, which is a little annoying."
Ye Jiu turned sideways and glanced at the chattering girl. It was not until the girl staggered a step subconsciously because of the stare that he took out a camera from his bag, opened the tripod, put the camera on it, and started recording the video.
Lu Yumo, who was struggling to hold up his phone, compared the two people's equipment and was shocked. "Well, you scheming bitch, you prepared the camera without even asking me!"
"You are such a naive person that you need someone to remind you to prepare the equipment even when filming your own sister. Do you think your brother is just a decoration?"
Lu Yumo: “…”
Damn, Ye Jiu humiliated him again! ! !
On the other side, inside the venue, the prelude of a song by a popular boy band slowly sounded.
Compared to the song "Glory" with a strong sense of rhythm that was played in the stadium before, its weakness is undoubtedly obvious.
Because it is not that grand in momentum, and it is the kind of song that becomes boring and annoying after listening to it a few times.
The song's eerie tone was totally inconsistent with the whole hall's courageous and solitary atmosphere.
Ouyang Ya, Zhou Bingbing and the others couldn't help laughing and covered their mouths with their hands.
"Why are the girls in No. 1 Middle School like this? They're even dancing in a boy group dance."
"Maybe he can't dance like the girls do, so he's just trying to attract attention."
The girls on Hangyuan's cheerleading team made unabashed comments, and the boys on the basketball team echoed them, "That's right, isn't it just that she's prettier, has longer legs, and a thinner waist? Am I greedy for her body? It's definitely not going to look good when she dances later!"
“…”
Then, the eerie and cold rhythm passed, and the little girl with her back to the audience in the center of the stage quickly turned around, raised her hand to grab the ball in the direction outside the venue, made a hand flower, and had a wicked smile on her lips.
Oh my god!
That smile!
Oh shit!
Fu Zhi is smiling! Super evil and makes me laugh!
"Impossible!" Song Fang slapped himself with his backhand, "I'm dreaming! Sister Zhi can't be so charming!"
(End of this chapter)
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