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"It's my fault, how can it not be my fault? I am not strong enough! " This was the first time Su Wan Qing's eyes were filled with hatred, as he fiercely smashed his own head.

"We're not going to participate in the afternoon competition." Zuo Zhen looked at Su Wan Qing worriedly. She was not in a good condition right now, and he couldn't bear to see her getting injured.

Zuo Zhen frowned slightly, he did not feel the slightest bit of emotion from the bottom of his heart. His gaze stopped at Su Wan Qing's body, and pursed his lips: "Your injury!"

"Bang!"

Su Wan Qing turned around and punched the side of the table. With her head lowered, she looked at Zuo Zhen, Yun Qing and Fu Ren with tears in her eyes. "It's all because I'm not strong enough. "That way, I would look down on myself."

His eyes reddened, and he suddenly raised his head to laugh out loud. The two of them hugged Su Wan Qing as if they were friends with death, and bellowed with bloodshot eyes: "You are right, for Mu Yan, we cannot give up, if we give up now, we can't leave anything, but fight for honor!"

"Fight for dignity!"

"Fight for our friendship!" Su Wan Qing clenched their fists tightly, the three of them were so excited that they cried. They all turned to look at Zuo Zhen who was sitting at the window.

Beneath the mask, Zuo Zhen felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't know why he would walk down and grab Su Wan Qing's hand. He said embarrassedly: "It's up to you guys."

Su Wan Qing burst out in laughter, directly hugging Zuo Zhen and whispering into his ear: "Thank you!"

Zuo Zhen only heard his own heart convulsing, his mind was a complete blank. He thought back to the scene on You Ge's back when he was kissed by the girl with the evil smile, the face under the mask, it was burning up. He touched Su Wan Qing's slightly cold hand, and rubbed it in pain, it was a girl's hand, full of calluses.

Amidst everyone's shock, Su Wan Qing and Fatty Long walked out of the room while supporting themselves with their stomachs. One dragon and one moral person, Zuo Zhen, who was walking two meters behind them, had a gentle look in his eyes while holding back his laughter.

You Ge pursed his lips, revealing his head at the sleeves: "She's really a glutton, you can't raise her since she's so delicious!"

"You Ge, have you noticed? When she eats, she makes people happy."

"Is there?" You Ge thought about it, and just as Zuo Zhen had said, it was truly funny, because he had never seen the girl wolfing down her food.

"I can relax as long as I watch her eat."

"..."

"Zuo Zhen, hurry up, didn't we just let you treat us once? Is there a need to be so pained? " Su Wan Qing walked in front and shouted loudly.

Yun Qing and Fu Ren looked at Zuo Zhen who did not talk much with each other with expressions of sympathy.

The afternoon's scorching sun made people feel warm, and after the first round of the tournament ended, the second round of selection had begun. Now, all that was left behind were powerful teams, with Su Wan Qing standing in front of the lot drawing teacher, looking left and right with concern.

"God bless me, let me draw the weakest team! I don't want to win the first prize. " Su Wan Qing kept muttering to himself as he held the drawing stick with his eyes closed.

The surrounding students were speechless. Why are you protecting my ass here? After that match in the morning, who would want to compete with you? Who would want to kill such a vicious opponent?

"How are you?" invigilator's patience had been grinded by Su Wan Qing.

"Alright!" Su Wan Qing's eyes were wide open as she handed over the bamboo sticks with trembling hands.

"Congratulations, you have drawn number 4!" invigilator made fun of Su Wan Qing.

Zuo Zhen was so shocked that he almost fainted. Zuo Zhen lowered his head and grabbed onto Su Wan Qing, but unexpectedly, this fellow's eyes were filled with tears as he hugged invigilator and roared: "Teacher, my hand didn't tremble well, can you let me slap you again?!"

invigilator had lived for most of his life, but it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Shame! Too embarrassing.

Zuo Zhen almost wanted to slip away now, especially when the people lining up to draw lots laughed loudly. He really wanted to find a crack in the ground and hide in it, as he watched Yun Qing and Fu Ren hide far away, acting as if he didn't know who the two of them were.

"Teacher... You look so handsome and elegant, you are truly a rare talent, my cousin, if you don't mind, I will take you in as my concubine! What if you just let me give you a second whack? "

After Su Wan Qing finished speaking, invigilator's entire face flushed red, he pulled Su Wan Qing's hand away, and said with a dejected face: "I can only hit once."

"Teacher, you're heartless!"

Just like this, Su Wan Qing was carried on her shoulder by Zuo Zhen and quickly disappeared from the crowd, quickly walking into the arena. After putting Su Wan Qing down, Zuo Zhen was speechless.

Su Wan Qing leaned against the wall, holding onto the bamboo lot, he looked at Zuo Zhen gloomily: Number 4, they are destined to die!

"We only have two of the three people on our side. We have to seize the initiative..."

Before Zuo Zhen could finish speaking, Su Wan Qing had already approached Zuo Zhen and carefully sniffed at his body, causing Zuo Zhen's words to be stuck in his throat, his heart quickly beating, and she did not even dare look at Su Wan Qing.

"I smell your familiar scent." Su Wan Qing looked at Zuo Zhen with a probing look. She felt that this guy was very familiar, but she couldn't recall why he was so familiar.

Zuo Zhen was so scared that he immediately stood up and unnaturally rubbed his head, "Don't drag me down."

Looking at Zuo Zhen's back figure that was walking away, Su Wan Qing thoughtfully patted Fatty Leung and said: "Fatty Long, didn't you notice that something was wrong?"

Fatty Leung shook his head. He usually didn't pay much attention to this brat.

"Maybe there's something wrong with my intuition. Let's go." Su Wan Qing dispelled the thought in his mind, and quickly emptied his mind, entering a state ready for battle.