Chapter 179 The school grass's personal bodyguard (80)

But Lu Sisi didn't care about these.

Yunda is just a transit point in her life.

Her goal is Lu Yanchuan, who is the sole heir to the richest man in the capital.

As long as she holds him firmly, she won't take any more gossips to heart.

Thinking of this, Lu Sisi calmly commanded the players to line up, then handed the field control staff a gesture, and began to dance with the cheerful beat.

The music was cheerful, the dance rhythms were patchwork, and the atmosphere in the stadium began to be ignited. An intense basketball game was also kicked off by the pk of the cheerleaders.

Seeing the provocative gazes from the beautiful girls dancing on the field and the people from the gymnasium opposite, Murong Ming angrily threw the coat in his hand on the ground, and then directly pulled out Shao Bei who was in charge of organizing the event:
"You're the president of the student union now, right? How is the cheerleading team arranged in our school this year? It won't be like last year, let those 1.8-meter rough guys go up and play drums? You don't feel ashamed, I'm still ashamed!"

Shao Bei smiled mysteriously: "Senior, don't worry, our school's program this year will definitely crush the group of people invited by the sports school!"

Murong Ming gave him a suspicious look.

This kid must be lying to him!
He just saw a few big drums that were half a person tall in the background!

Letting go of Shao Bei, Murong Ming glanced at Lu Yanchuan resentfully.

After warming up, he had already sat aside, and even picked up the laptop computer containing his experimental data, with a cold expression, as if the cheers and loud music around him had nothing to do with him.

Murong Ming sat down next to him angrily: "Isn't Lu Sisi your cousin? Why don't you get her into the cheerleading team of our school? Why do you encourage the prestige of those people in the sports school?"

Lu Yanchuan's gaze remained on the strings of data on the screen, and he tapped the keyboard twice with his slender fingertips before he said lightly, "Cheerleading is just floating clouds, and basketball games are about skill."

Murong Ming: "."

At this moment, he really wanted to pick up the collar of this great god who was about to enter samadhi, and ask him if he had really seen through the world and was ready to become a monk.

The music on the court gradually faded away, and after a hearty cheer dance, Lu Sisi led a dozen players off the court.

Hearing the voice on the radio announcing the cheerleading team of the Department of Physics, Murong Ming covered his head with his coat in embarrassment.

Whoever loves it.

Anyway, he is not interested in watching a group of muscular men playing drums!

As the radio sound died down, the whispers in the arena rose again.

"I'm blindly guessing that the Department of Physics is playing drums again this year."

"It's still guesswork? Isn't this a repertoire of the Department of Physics that doesn't change every year? If I didn't hear that the great master will play this year, I wouldn't be sitting here at all."

"What's the difference? Isn't the cheerleading team of the Academy of Fine Arts guaranteed to win? Don't worry about the physics department, hurry up and let the master play, let's watch the game!"

Sure enough, a few students in black sportswear walked to the center of the court with seven or eight drums, accompanied by the sound of people screaming.

When they finished setting up the drums tied with red silk, the audience was already in a state of mourning.

Sure enough, the Department of Physics did not disappoint them.

Except that the drum is bigger than before, nothing else has changed!
Just when everyone was ready to do their own things with a lack of interest, someone shouted loudly:
"Look at the second floor! There's a man standing there!"

(End of this chapter)

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