C50 A Match Initiated by a Woman

"She's no longer in the classroom. Let's go!" Luo Zimeng quickly pulled her comrades away, her face turning even redder.

"Hey, why are you blushing? Have you seen a handsome brother? " His companion half pushed him aside, and seeing that Luo Zimeng had flushed red, he took a glance at Wei Yi's direction, and said happily: "Ah, there's really a handsome guy, and he's our little handsome brother from China!"

"Why do you talk so much …"

Around the corner, Luo Zimeng and her companion quickly disappeared from everyone's line of sight, their voices becoming softer and softer, as the two of them walked further and further away.

"As expected, she's more pleasant to watch …"

Nong Xuejia muttered to himself as he sneaked a peek at Wei Yi.

Wei Yi was looking in his direction right now, but it was not because of Luo Zimeng like he had thought it would be. Instead, it was because he had felt that faintly discernible sense of danger earlier, coming from the direction of Luo Zimeng.

"I'm so stupid. I should have asked her for an autograph." Julian. Grayson patted his head and sighed.

"Let's go. I want to see the goddess at the football field. Anyway, it's Du Yue today." This football match that Tony is playing for is for Luo Zimeng, I think it will be very intense. " Julian. Grayson's companion said.

"Right, right, to watch the match is more important!" Julian. Grayson regained his senses and quickly pushed Nong Xuejia towards the corridor in the direction of the stadium.

On the way, Julian. In order to get closer to Wei Yi, Grayson introduced the significance of this football match.

The reason was not only because the two societies were at odds, but more importantly because the president of the two societies both liked Luo Zimeng. In order to reduce their competitors, the two of them had arranged to hold a football match with each other.

Wei Yi had heard nothing along the way. To him, only an idiot would risk their life for a woman.

"So many people?"

When everyone arrived at the football field, they realised that the seats on the stairs beside the football field were already almost filled with students. Nong Xuejia was shocked by the large crowd of students in front of him.

"I heard that Goddess Luo Zimeng might come to watch football together today. How could there not be many people?" Julian. Grayson's female companions lamented that two-thirds of the "fans" who came here were boys and wished they could have as many male fans as they did one day.

The relationship between the spectators on the stairs didn't seem very good. There were two camps, one led by the noble students, all standing under the banner of "The Knight Association will definitely win".

On the other side, the number of people seemed lesser. They were either black people or students from Asian or ordinary families.

The enthusiasm of the fans on both sides was very high. They looked down on poverty on the one hand, and hatred for the rich on the other. Even before the match had started, they had already started shouting at each other, as if they wanted to go up and fight with each other.

"Where are we going to sit?" Nong Xuejia looked at the seats at the side that were already filled or filled, and couldn't help but frown.

"Follow me."

Julian. Grayson pulled Nong Xuejia to a spot at the center. That place, which belonged to the middle of the two factions, was the best spot for Edward to set up for them to watch football. There were dozens of tall sports students standing on both sides of the stage.

The arrival of Wei Yi and the others made the sports students who were "guarding" frown. They originally wanted to stop Wei Yi, but when they saw Nong Xuejia and Julian, who were beside him, their eyebrows knitted together. After that, Grayson became silent, allowing Nong Xuejia and him to sit in two of the seats.

"Goddess come!"

It was unknown who shouted this, but everyone's gazes turned towards the edge of the court.

Amidst the cheers of the boys, they saw Luo Zimeng being pushed half way towards the audience seats by his two companions.

Nong Xuejia also looked in Luo Zimeng's direction. Although she was unwilling to admit it, Luo Zimeng was just too beautiful.

Luo Zimeng's exquisite facial features seemed to be engraved on it, it was extremely sharp, with a head of naturally curled long hair and her skin that could be blown to pieces. Without any makeup, her beauty could easily kill those stars multiple times.

Especially Luo Zimeng's simple white short skirt made her long legs and proud figure look very nimble, like a fairy coming from hell. Many boys could not hold it in any longer, and their blood vessels expanded so badly that they almost puked out blood from their noses.

Nong Xuejia glanced at Wei Yi, who was beside him, and realized that he was quietly sitting in his seat with his eyes closed, not like the other boys who were "drifting along with the flow". Little Jiu Jiu was much calmer in his heart, and he muttered to himself: "Hmph, in another two years, I will definitely not be worse than Luo Zimeng!"

Even though Nong Xuejia's voice was soft, Wei Yi, who was at the side, heard everything clearly. He felt that Nong Xuejia was not just trying to comfort himself with his words, she had also inherited her mother's royal bloodline and Asian bloodline, so her condition wasn't bad.

It was just that Nong Xuejia had not completely developed it yet, and it looked like a wild and unruly little princess flower that was about to bloom. In a year or two, her mixed bloodline would completely take shape, and it was indeed not any worse than Luo Zimeng.

Under everyone's faces full of anticipation, Luo Zimeng walked towards Wei Yi's direction. His expression was clearly unhappy, and he only lowered his head to look at the road beneath his feet.

Luo Zimeng was not interested in this competition at all. If not for her best friend begging for help, she would not have come to watch this fight because of her.

"Huh? Zimeng? Isn't that the guy who made you blush just now?"

When they passed near Wei Yi, Luo Zimeng's best friend noticed Wei Yi in the crowd and immediately greeted him amicably.

She had wanted to greet Wei Yi, but Wei Yi was currently "sleeping".

Nong Xuejia uneasily replied with a smile. Not only did he wish for the goddess in his heart to sit near him, he was also worried that she would sit next to Wei Yi. Because there were three empty seats on the left of Wei Yi.

Luo Zimeng had long since discovered the cold Wei Yi when his best friend was speaking, and immediately blushed again, to the point that he couldn't hear clearly what her best friend said to her.

's reaction was witnessed by her best friend. She rolled her eyes and shook Luo Zimeng's arm: Why don't we sit here?

"Huh?" When Luo Zimeng regained his senses, his ears turned even redder.

"Aiya, I can't be bothered to leave, so I sat down!" Luo Zimeng's best friend, Li Yannan giggled and tyrannically pushed Luo Zimeng over to the seat next to Wei Yi. After that, he pressed her down onto the seat and endured the urge to laugh out loud as he sat down on the other side.

Luo Zimeng's other best friend, Xiao Xue, did not understand and asked, "Aren't there seats at the back?

Li Yannan immediately took out a strawberry from her snack bag and stuffed it into Snowy's mouth and said with a smile, "It's good to eat your food, don't talk nonsense. The feng shui here is good, it's suitable to be an electric light bulb!"

Xiao Xue, who was at a loss for words, blankly sat down as well. As she ate the strawberries, she tilted her head as she looked at Wei Yi, who was beside Luo Zimeng, and did not notice anything "abnormal".