The Mexican Karst Well was located in the Yucatan Peninsula. Legend had it that it was formed by a meteorite. It was more than 100 meters wide and deep. The water in the well was green and clear. Under the sunlight, the water shimmered. Maya Netvision used to relax and hold rituals in this pool.
Song Qiaoyao, Jin Chen, Wang Lin, and Ma Shijing followed the staff and walked to the edge of the Karst Well. Song Qiaoyao was amazed by the beauty of the Karst Well and took out her phone to take pictures of the other three team members.
After Jin Chen took pictures of the other three, the staff began to assign tasks to them.
"Okay, three sisters. Today's task is for Wang Lin and Jin Chen to go into the water and snatch this ball from me," the staff said as he held a pink ball that looked soft.
"You're going into the water too?" Wang Lin asked the staff.
The staff's expression changed. Jin Chen was amused. He beckoned to the staff and said, "Don't be shy. You can come too!"
Then, Wang Lin encouraged him to go into the water too. The staff didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Was it easy for them to go out on a mission? Don't be like this!
Song Qiaoyao was more serious. She said to Wang Lin seriously, "Listen to the mission. Don't interrupt it."
The Karst Well Reverse Ball. Wang Lin and Jin Chen had to snatch the reverse ball from the target in the pool to win.
After the staff gave the task to everyone, Jin Chen said calmly, "Exciting."
After that, he turned to look at the green pool.
Song Qiaoyao looked at the other side of the pool. A tall and handsome Mexican guy was walking over slowly. Song Qiaoyao said with a smitten face, "You don't say, he's very handsome."
When Jin Chen heard her words, he immediately turned his face around. After looking around, he finally found the Mexican guy with very white skin and strong muscles on his arms.
"Ah!"
Jin Chen screamed subconsciously. Wang Lin smiled and said, "Is this guy your type?"
Jin Chen blushed and shook his head, "No, I'm just jealous of his body."
"Jealous? You want it too? "Song Qiaoyao asked curiously.
"No, no, I … admire. Yes, yes, I admire people with strong bodies like him." Jin Chen thought for a while and finally found the right word.
The handsome young man with the ball came in front of the four girls. The Flower Sisters greeted him and shook hands with him.
Wang Lin was a little naughty after seeing the handsome young man. She took the initiative to introduce herself to him. "Hello, my name is Vivian. How old are you?"
"25," the handsome boy answered in English.
"Oh, not bad, very young." Wang Lin nodded in agreement.
"He's a little fresh meat. He's the same age as you," Song Yao said as she looked at Jin Chen.
Jin Chen smiled shyly and nodded. The little fresh meat looked at Jin Chen and winked mischievously.
Jin Chen's face turned even redder.
The Mexican hunk walked to the stairs that were a few meters high. Without even blinking, he jumped into the rippling water. There was a beautiful splash of water.
The crazy screams of her sisters could be heard from the shore.
The four Flower Sisters looked at the gradually calming water below with infatuation, their hearts bursting.
But after the little fresh meat entered the water, his head did not come out. The sisters were both worried and curious.
"It's gone." Wang Lin looked at the water and said doubtfully.
Before she finished speaking, the Mexican hunk's head popped out very close to the water. The four beauties immediately turned from shock to joy.
"Where's the ball?" Song Yao asked curiously.
The handsome Mexican boy seemed to understand her words. She didn't know when an orange ball appeared in his hand.
Wang Lin and Jin Chen changed their clothes and prepared to enter the water. Song Yao worriedly reminded them to be careful.
The little fresh meat swam forward for a distance. After Jin Chen and Wang Lin changed their clothes, they quickly entered the water and swam towards the little fresh meat.
The ball in his hand kept switching between his two hands. Wang Lin and Jin Chen kept reaching out to snatch the ball, but how could the ball be snatched so easily? So if they wanted to snatch the ball, they had to work harder!
On Lu Fei and Lin Zhiling's side, they had finished their math and music lessons. Next up was the third lesson, physical education.
Herry, who didn't know what was going on, thought they were going to take music lessons. When he saw a few black people passing the black ball around, he asked in confusion, "Aren't we going to take music lessons?"
The kind-hearted Sister Zhiling reminded him that it was physical education.
However, she had a question. Why was everyone wearing nothing during physical education? There were all kinds of strange symbols drawn on their bodies with oil paint.
Herry felt like they were filming a movie. Jiang Yan looked at the black ball in their hands and complained like a landmine.
Lu Fei reminded them that it was a soccer match. The black people opposite them held up the black ball in their hands. Like China's spirit summoners, they were chanting in a language they didn't understand. Herry asked Lu Fei if it was Spanish. Lu Fei said it was Mayan.
Jiang Yan looked at them strangely. She had an awkward expression on her face.
A woman who looked like an owl was wearing a brown and black shawl with strange patterns on it. She was holding a strange musical instrument in her hand. She walked in front of Lu Fei and the others and gave them the instruments in her hand one by one.
Lu Fei and the sisters each held a musical instrument in their hands. Sister Zhiling asked curiously, "Do we have to play this thing?"
"How do we play it?" Jiang Yan was also very curious.
At this moment, a person who looked like a teacher walked over from the opposite side. He held something that looked like a snail in his hand, but it was a very large snail. Everyone stared at him, waiting for his next move.
Soon, Lu Fei found that it wasn't just one person holding a musical instrument. Many people suddenly appeared on the field. Everyone held a musical instrument in their hands and formed a neat line. They raised their instruments above their heads and played to their heart's content.
Everyone's cheeks were puffed up high, as if they were using all their strength to blow the snail away.
Sister Zhiling also imitated them. She raised the instrument in her hand to her mouth, raised her cheeks, and blew hard. However, her strength was too weak. There was no sound at all. Herry ridiculed from the side, "You can't even make a sound."
Sister Zhiling's expression changed slightly. She smiled awkwardly.
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