My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 3: 72nd

Chapter 1626 3.072 Duanmu Qing

"I, I, I, I add, I can't add it! Huh?" Mata squatted to the side with his head pitifully, yelling again and again.

"Count you acquaintance." Qi Xuanxuan yelled angrily while crossing Xiaoman's waist.

"That's OK?" Some students who haven't successfully formed a team turned their heads angrily to look at Wei Wei, "Tutor! He is a second-year brother! This kind of teaming is not in compliance with the rules, right!"

"If you can, you can also ask the second-year and third-year seniors in the college to help you." Wei Wei said coldly.

Those people suddenly died down!

Just kidding, where are they going to find a second-year and third-year brother?

Probably only a funny man like a black cloak would sneak out to watch the excitement at this time and get caught!

But looking at the man in the black cloak, he can't even beat a girl who has no cultivation base, and his cultivation base is not high enough. No wonder he can only stay in the academy, and he will only be in the second grade forever. Well, I haven't graduated yet!

The rest of the people hurriedly pulled people around and formed teams.

The four Arbors stood together, their eyes passing over the group of crooked melons on the court.

"It seems that you have to find a support!" Mata took out a black robe from the inner circle, wrapped herself up, stood beside him like a dog, and said to several people with a smile.

"No need." Qi Xuanxuan snorted coldly, "Our team already has support."

"Oh?" Mata was startled slightly, but smiled and didn't speak again.

"The countdown is five minutes." Wei Wei reminded him coldly, without emotion on his face.

Some people on the court who hadn't finished forming the team couldn't help but panic, and asked if they were supporting, and quickly set up one.

A five-person team formed, standing next to Cha Ruman.

Qiaomu frowned.

At this time, there was basically no selection of players, and the remaining few people also rushed forward, wanting to join Qiaomu's four-person team.

"Get out!" Qi Xuanxuan yelled coldly, "Didn't you say that you don't welcome us? Why do you still want to come here? Don't you want to face? Huh? Face? Where is the face?"

Qiao Mu hooked the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

"Hey, eh, girl, don't be arrogant! Now there is less than a minute left. If you don't hurry up to form one, you will fail to form a team! Then Weiwei instructor will let you roll down the mountain." Mata chuckled.

"Will you show us a demonstration?" The little fat man turned his head and said~IndoMTL.com~ Wipe! What should I do if I can’t chat happily?

"There is still half a minute! Are you all teamed up?" Wei Wei's gaze fell on Qiao Mu's body, and smiled mockingly, "People can be proud, but you can't be too proud! Basic human teams can’t be formed. It can be seen that you don’t have the ability to teamwork at all, and you don’t have the ability to call for organization! If your vision is too high, the team will ultimately fail."

"Duanmuqing, the pharmacist has joined the team, and the five are all here." A cool, slightly cold voice passed through the crowd into the ears of several people in Qiaomu.

As everyone's eyes shifted, a tall young man walked slowly, under his white shirt, his black hair tied with only a hair band.

The nineteen-year-old appearance, the facial features are as three-dimensional as carved with a knife, and a pair of dark eyes exudes a coldness, deep like an ancient well in a cold pool, calm.

Qiao Mu almost stared, his eyes locked tightly on the incoming person.

(End of this chapter)