At 3: 30 in the afternoon, it was time for two periods of physical education.
Most of the girls chose volleyball, table tennis, or badminton. Chu Yue and Bai Ling were two outliers. They chose soccer, which directly led to Xiao Luo's student persona choosing soccer as well.
"Pretentious d * ck, why are you here?"
Chu Yue's almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise when she saw Xiao Luo in the small soccer field where classes were held.
She was wearing a casual sports suit with a red jacket and a black undershirt with a cartoon girl's head printed on the chest. She had no makeup on her face, but it was as bright as the moon. Her figure was graceful, and she looked elegant and refined.
As usual, she had a delicious lollipop in her mouth.
Bai Ling, who was standing beside her, seemed to have a soft spot for the color white. She wore white sneakers and a white sports suit. Her skin was unusually fair, and her facial features were exquisite. She had the temperament of a pretty girl next door. She gave off a fresh and beautiful feeling.
When the two girls stood on the soccer field, it was a beautiful sight. They attracted the attention of the people around them, and countless male animals passing by the soccer field stopped to pay attention to them.
Xiao Luo rolled his eyes at Chu Yue. "What's so strange about me being here? Are you the only one allowed to take up soccer as an elective?"
With just this one sentence, Chu Yue was choked to the point of being unable to say another word.
"Xiao Luo, Young Mistress Chu actually wants to invite you to join our gaming team again. She hopes that you can forgive her for what happened at the ball." Bai Ling smiled helplessly.
"Bai Ling is really good with words."
Xiao Luo smiled at Bai Ling. "But forget about joining your team. I don't get along with Fu Jiawei and the others. If I join, I'll definitely drag down the overall strength of your team."
"This is your own choice. It's not that I didn't invite you. You're not allowed to say that I forced you to leave in the future," Chu Yue said impatiently.
Xiao Luo shrugged his shoulders indifferently.
"Bang!"
At this moment, a football flew over in a beautiful arc. The sound of the football breaking through the air was extremely sharp and powerful. With one look, one could tell that it came from a football expert. The football whistled directly towards Xiao Luo's face. If he was hit, his head would probably go into a short period of buzzing. If his body was a little weaker, he would probably spin one or two rounds on the spot and fall to the ground, losing face.
"Ah!"
There were still a few neurotic girls in the small soccer field who had taken this course like Chu Yue and the others. When they saw this scene, they subconsciously screamed.
Chu Yue and Bai Ling's hearts trembled as they cried out in alarm, "Be careful!"
Xiao Luo leaned back and dodged at the perfect angle. The high-speed spinning football swept past his eyes, bringing with it a strong wind that blew the hair on his forehead.
"Who kicked it?"
Chu Yue immediately demanded justice. She shouted in the direction of the football, "It almost hit someone. How did you kick it?"
As she shouted this, she felt extremely puzzled. Why was she seeking justice for this pretentious d * ck? Was it because she had misunderstood him a few days ago and wanted to make it up to him?
As soon as she finished speaking, more than a dozen agile sports students surrounded them with provocative looks on their faces.
"It looks like they're from the mixed martial arts club again!"
Bai Ling whispered. These people were all wearing the same sportswear. The words "Mixed Martial Arts Club" were printed on their chests.
The leader was a boy who was about as strong as Zhao Xinghe. He was well-built and had abundant leg hair on his feet. His face was very clean, but his smile was very sinister.
"Sorry, sorry. I didn't pay attention just now."
Although he was apologizing, his tone and expression were full of provocation. There was not the slightest bit of sincerity in his apology.
Xiao Luo smiled coldly. There was no doubt that the ball had been kicked specifically at him. These troublemakers were really everywhere. It seemed that Song Jianan's mixed martial arts club was quite large.
"Yo, isn't this the fierce Xiao Luo who sent one of our sports students flying with a kick in the cafeteria a few days ago?" The leader of the boys pretended to be surprised and said with an exaggerated expression.
As soon as he said this, the other students also looked over. The fierce Xiao Luo was a celebrity on the school forum. In Huaye, no one was more famous than this guy.
"His physical fitness is only so-so. Is the strength of his kick really that great?"
"Don't tell me that those idiots at school are exaggerating and making him out to be a god."
"I don't believe that he can really send someone flying four or five meters with a kick!"
The other eight or nine sports students crossed their arms in front of their chests and looked up and down at Xiao Luo as they spoke.
"Then why don't we test it out on the spot? You choose one of you to be the fat pig, and I'll be responsible for kicking. How about that?" Xiao Luo said calmly as he patted his clothes.
"What did you say, you dog?"
The sports students immediately turned hostile. Each of them rubbed their fists, eager to tear Xiao Luo apart.
In fact, when they saw Xiao Luo on the field, they were full of anger. This was because Xiao Luo had slapped them hard in the face. This was something that had never happened before.
In the past, these sports students used to walk sideways in Huaye with their noses up in the air. They were proud of being sports students. But now, not only did Xiao Luo beat up Tang Yuze, but he also sent Zhao Xinghe flying with a kick in the cafeteria. These were all sports students. In other words, students majoring in social sports. Now, no matter where they went in school, they felt that there were people whispering behind their backs and making fun of them.
"You were the ones who got into trouble and got taught a lesson. You deserve it. Who else can you blame?"
Chu Yue said. Although she hated Xiao Luo, they were still from the same major. She couldn't bear to see him being attacked by these sports students.
"Xiao Luo, let's go. Ignore these people." Bai Ling beckoned Xiao Luo to leave.
"Xiao Luo, do you only know how to stand behind girls? You let two girls stand up for you. If I were you, I would have … "
"Du Pengfei!"
At this time, a loud voice interrupted the leader of the boys.
It was the PE teacher who taught football. "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and gather everyone."
Because Du Pengfei was very good at football, he was appointed as the assistant by the PE teacher to help him in class.
"Yes, teacher."
Du Pengfei smiled coldly at Xiao Luo, then waved his hand and called the others to the center of the field.
"The members of the mixed martial arts club are all students majoring in social sports. Pretentious d * ck, you're in for it." Chu Yue sighed and looked at Xiao Luo sympathetically.
"I'll deal with whatever comes my way. I'm not afraid of them."
Xiao Luo said indifferently, then frowned. "Hey, can you stop calling me Pretentious d * ck? Don't you feel disgusted when you say such a horrible name?"
Chu Yue took out her lollipop and pouted. "None of your business. Pretentious d * ck, pretentious d * ck, pretentious d * ck. I'm calling you that. What can you do about it?"
"I'm giving you a look. See for yourself."
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