The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 299: Game (1)

In the early morning of the second day, there will be a monthly competition for the pharmacist branch.

But today, the number of students who have watched the game at the competition site far exceeds the number in the past.

The reason they do n’t put on a warm quilt is that they slipped to the branch early in the morning because of the bet event that happened at the registration point yesterday morning.

Only one night, the bet between Tang Nazhi and Shang Guan Xiao spread on already to everyone knows, even the students who do not like to watch the lively students on weekdays will come up today.

Let's take a good look at what makes the first-year freshman who can make Donald the blood.

In the past months, there were no first-year freshmen in the pharmacist branch competition. The students from the pharmacist branch already subconsciously removed one year from the entry list.

I didn't expect this month to pop up a dare to challenge.

Because the first-year freshman named Shen Yan joined, Master Tang Naji of Xuanwu Aristocratic Family boasted Haikou in front of everyone. As long as he could beat Shen Yan in the competition, he would give away 100,000 gold coins. The heavyweight was betting against Shangguan Xiao by betting that he left the pharmacist branch.

This is an incredible thing to the students of the pharmacist branch.

Is it that Donald ’s money is holding up, or is his head flooding?

Where does his self-confidence hold such a big bet on a freshman?

Freshmen of the first grade this year, less than six months after the start of the school, are mostly exposed to the foundation of pharmacy, and junior pharmacy is rarely touched, while students in the second and third grades have started to learn intermediate pharmacy at already.

How big is the gap?

In the past few months, I have never seen the first-year children in any of the games.

"Haha, I'm curious today, how much money Donald will lose." A second-year student stood outside the playing field, watching the students who came to the playing field one after another.

"It is estimated that you have to pay a lot of money. He said there yesterday. You don't know how many people are rushing to register." Another student smiled badly.

"Well, some people are willing to be good-fortune boys, why don't we accept it? A first-year kid can still make a difference."

"The first-year devil should be honest on their own site, don't dangle everywhere, save the shame."

A group of first-year freshmen who are walking into the field together, dare to step in here, and hear the ridicule of the second and third year seniors. They were stunned for a moment. Although they were very angry, they also Dare not say anything.

"Hey, is it really okay for us to come here?" A first-year student pulled a little tightly on the front corner of his classmate.

"There is no stipulation that we cannot come here. Shen Yun will also participate in the competition today. They represent our freshman in the first grade. We must cheer her on." The teenager who walked forward turned to appease the classmates. Their emotions, he is not someone else, Correct and Lin Yanxiao, Shen Yanxiao, Tang Nazhi in the same dormitory.

"Shen Yun can he really? All the students in the competition here are sophomores and seniors, and Shang Guan Xiao will also participate. Why do I feel a little overwhelmed?" Another student still had some psychological drumming.

Their first-year students come from different classes, and the colors of their robes are different.