Chapter 21: Pretty Boy Group 5+1④

  Wu Ning finally broke free and jumped far away. This person had a fierce strength, she could accidentally hurt herself if she wasn't careful. She pointed at the big man from afar and asked: "What do you want from me again?"

  What? The big Han was suspicious, turned his head and saw the deputy minister of the Learning Department standing beside him. He immediately realized that someone had arrived before him and hurriedly raised his fist, sending it directly to the glasses frame of the pale student: "Hey, kid, get out of the way! You want to fight with our Sports Department? Your Learning Department is still a bit tender..."

  Yu suddenly understood his intentions with a simple threatening dance. The doubts in her chest grew even more, how did she suddenly become so popular? She remembered that she was always the one being shunned by all the big clubs.

  Wu Ning's end is approaching, Xiao Genben Mo Xuan Yu went out to gather information and has not returned until now.

  Unexpectedly, what was expected didn't come back; what wasn't expected came in full.

  In the blink of an eye, Wang Jing was engulfed by the surging crowd. They came from all corners, each one vying to be the first to get ahead.

  Jia said: "Wu Xingmo, join our street dance club! Wu and dance are a family, you'll definitely be fine!"

  Yi said: "Wu Ningmo classmates, our Food Department is your best choice, choose us, no mistake!"

  Bing also didn't show any modesty, while using the strength of nine cows and two tigers to squeeze beside Wǔ Cóngmò, loudly shouting: "Wǔ Cóngmò - fellow student Wǔ Cóngmò, our journalist team promises you five insurances and one fund! As long as you join us, we absolutely will make you feel the most welcome!"

  ……

  What's going on? Wǔ Níng Mò was pulled to the left by one person, and then pulled to the right by another; someone in front yelled loudly, and then someone behind her shouted a few more sentences... She was completely collapsing.

  Is this really a school?

  Are they really clubs or departments of the school?

  How is it different from street vendors shouting?

  ……

  Wu Ning's ears were filled with all sorts of sounds, they grew louder and louder until Wu Ning could no longer bear it, she used her signature Lion's Roar Skill: "Enough!"

  Her voice was loud and intimidating, the noisy crowd immediately stopped, time stood still at that moment, everyone stopped moving, their eyes fixed on Wu Xingmu. She swept her gaze over the crowd: "What kind of clubs are these? I won't join any of them! So, please go back!"

  It's really inexplicable, Wu Ningmo wiped off the dust on her body with a look of disgust. What's wrong with them? They almost tore her expensive coat! This dress cost her several weeks' living expenses!

  Everyone stared at Wǔ Níngmò with wide eyes, not a single person spoke, the surroundings were quiet, and only the sound of their own breathing could be heard.

  Deathly silence——deathly silence——

  Finally, everyone surprisingly said in unison: "Why!?"

  "I...I..." Wǔ Níng Mò wǒ le bàntiān yě wǒ bù chū mǐ hé dòuzǐ chūlái. Tā zhǐ shì juédé tǎoyàn, wèn yuányīn, tā hái méi zhěnglǐ chūlái.

  Translation:

  "I...I..." Wu Ning Mo said for half a day and I didn't come out with rice and beans. She just felt disgusted, asked the reason, she hasn't sorted it out yet.

  Everyone's inquiring gaze stole over, and Wu Jing's eyes grew even more tense: Think quickly! What reason is there? Think! Think...

  The more anxious she became, the blanker her mind went.

  Finally, it was Pudding who came up with a clever idea. He took a step forward and said smugly, "Because he's already joined our Flower Boys team!"