Zhang Xiyue quickly arrived at the gymnasium of the junior high departnt with the trumpet. The competition here was about to begin. Zhang Xiyue quickly found her seat, and Zhou Yuan imdiately asked when he saw her, "Where's your sister?"
They all called Song Luosheng's sister Song Luokui.
Zhang Xiyue replied, "Luokui isn't coming, but she asked to bring this over and told to tell you that if our team wins, you should press the number 1 button, and if we lose, press the number 2 button."
Zhou Yuan patted his chest, "No problem! Leave it to !"
Zhang Xiyue said, "I hope you can still say that later."
The basketball ga began quickly, with Song Luosheng closely watching Chi Yu. When the coach threw the ball, the two instantly jumped to grab it, but Chi Yu managed to grab the ball a step ahead. However, Song Luosheng's team didn't lose heart and quickly began to cooperate to defend and steal the ball.
The first point was scored by Chi Yu's team, and soon applause echoed on the court, accompanied by cheers: "Go Class 7! Go Class 7!"
Chi Yu was in Class 7.
Song Luosheng's team was in Class 5, but they were not worried. They soon scored a point, and Zhou Yuan pressed the "1" button imdiately.
Then the voice from the trumpet echoed throughout the venue: "Ah, Song Luosheng is the best! So handso! Super handso! Handsor than anyone else! So cool!"
It repeated again and again, reverberating.
Song Luosheng, who heard the voice, staggered for a mont. He glanced at Zhou Yuan holding the trumpet; the voice belonged to his sister.
Lin Xingyan beside him said, "Hey! Your sister's trumpet is aweso. You see, the cheers from the other side don't match up to your sister's trumpet, impressive!"
Song Luosheng glanced at him, "Should I put your na next ti?"
Lin Xingyan chuckled, "Hehe, if your sister praises as handso, I think it's okay."
Song Luosheng said, "Dream on!" After that, he saw Chi Yu holding the ball, and he imdiately rushed over to steal it from Chi Yu.
Zhou Yuan was initially startled, but soon he looked at the trumpet, "Hey, no wonder it's his sister! The cheers from the other side can't compare to Luokui's! Look, the captain is even inspired by her."
Zhang Xiyue said, "...But she just saw the captain stagger a bit."
Throughout the ga, every ti Song Luosheng scored, the entire court was filled with Song Luokui's praises for Song Luosheng!
Song Luosheng went from feeling embarrassed at first to getting used to it later, even feeling proud that his sister thought he was handso. After all, his sister was the prettiest girl in the school, so if she thought he was handso, there was no doubt about it!
After "being handso" throughout the ga, Song Luosheng's team ultimately lost, by just one point! Soone from the other side even gestured a thumbs-down to them, and Lin Xingyan almost rushed over to fight!
Song Luosheng imdiately intercepted him, feeling very angry himself, but he didn't want to resort to violence in public. He planned to settle the score later, but then Song Luokui's trumpet sounded from the sidelines: "It's okay, Song Luosheng, you're still the handsost! You're more handso than anyone else, believe in yourself, the universe's most handso Song Luosheng, you're the best!"
Song Luosheng: ...
Lin Xingyan chuckled, no longer wanting to provoke the other party. "Boss, let's go back. Even though we lost, you're still the most handso, the universe's most handso! Tell your sister when we get back, so she can praise like this next ti."
The others laughed too. "I want my sister to praise too."
Soone suggested, "Next ti, let's have the sister say that Class Five's the most handso!"
Song Luosheng: "You wish." He imdiately went to the sidelines and turned off the trumpet. "Where's Luokui?"
Zhou Yuan looked at Zhang Xiyue, and Zhang Xiyue replied, "Luokui didn't co. She asked to bring this."
Thinking of his unlucky sister, Song Luosheng felt her absence was for the best. "Is Luokui doing okay at school recently?"
Zhang Xiyue: "She's doing fine."
Song Luosheng nodded, wiped the sweat off, and went backstage to shower and change clothes.
In the evening, Song Luosheng returned ho to find Song Luokui watching TV in the living room. She turned to him upon hearing his arrival. "How was the match today?"
After putting his things away, Song Luosheng replied, "We lost by one point."
Song Luokui wasn't surprised. "It's okay, you're still the most handso."
At the ntion of this, Song Luosheng picked up the trumpet. "Your trumpet stole the show today. Who told you to do that?"
Song Luokui blinked. "I thought of it myself. Since I couldn't watch your match, this was the only way I could cheer for you. Is it not good?"
Song Luosheng: "... Should I do the sa for you next ti you compete?"
Song Luokui: "No need for that. Didn't you say many people were loudly cheering for Chi Yu on the sidelines? I saw you envying him. So, why not give you a taste of that?"
Song Luosheng pointed at himself. "? Envious?"
Song Luokui patted him. "Don't be shy. I know you're envious. According to my calculations, by next year, I shouldn't be so unlucky anymore. When you compete then, I'll personally co to cheer for you. Today was a bit rushed; I'll praise you with more style next ti."
Song Luosheng: ... Thank you.
Speaking of envy, his friends were indeed envious of him today.
True to her word, Song Luokui competed in October. In addition to the 100-ter race, there were relay races and swimming events.
Song Luokui didn't bother to watch, but she asked Zhang Xiyue to bring the loudspeaker over. Not only that, there was also a performance during the school sports day entrance, and while Song Luokui was watching an anti-Japanese drama, she directly suggested, "Why not have your class perform killing the devils? And add a line: Never forget history, a strong nation includes . The motherland can rest assured, Class Two, Grade Five, boldly claims the first place!"
After saying this, she nodded approvingly; listen to that, it was quite uplifting.
Song Luosheng looked at her, thought for a mont, and felt it was a great idea. He clapped his hands, "Feasible!"
Song Luokui: ????
On that morning, Song Luokui got up early to do makeup for Song Luosheng. Today, Song Luosheng was going to be a general, riding a horse and directly beheading "little devils."
There were ready-made clothes too; Song Moqian made new uniforms for him every year. This was Song Luosheng's childhood wish; he found Song Moqian very handso in the uniform, so he wanted a set every year. Therefore, until now, Song Luosheng had a set every year.
Song Luokui had one too, but she didn't make a wish; her parents wanted to give it to her.
"Good luck! You will definitely be the most handso today. The boys defending the country are incomparable in handsoness; that Chi Yu will definitely not be as good as you." Song Luokui saw Song Luosheng off.
Song Luosheng, unable to hide the smile on his lips, said, "When big brother wins a dal and brings it back, I'll give it to you."
Song Luokui: "That's not important; just rember that you are the best." She was afraid he would be discouraged again in today's competition.
"Don't worry; the first place is definitely big brother's. I'm off." Song Luokui didn't stay at ho for long and went to school. Zhang Xiyue also had to go to school, so she didn't go to watch the competition today.
"I really want to go to the junior high school section to watch their sports day; it must be exciting. Kui Kui, shall we skip class?" Zhang Xiyue suggested.
Song Luokui looked at her books, "No, you're not allowed to skip class. It's just a sports day, not like we haven't seen it before. Study well; if your grades aren't good, you won't get into Xihua's junior high school section, then you'll have sothing to cry about."
Xihua Junior High School Section required an entrance exam. Although the children in their compound had policy advantages, if the scores weren't enough, they couldn't get in.
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