Chapter 79: Chapter 80: The Youthful and Vibrant Female Students 1
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Su Qingluo sat on the small stool, excited as she watched the race, and whispered into Wang Meng’s ear with a grin.
“What do you think? Are you interested? Do you want to go to the academy and study, and then in a few years, get into Mingshui Academy and participate in the dragon boat race?”
“Not interested! ”
Wang Meng poured cold water on her enthusiasm without giving any face, extinguishing her rare gossiping heart.
Wang Meng loved martial arts but not literature, and he made great progress in his martial arts training. But when it came to reading and writing, he would be evasive and find it unbearable.
Because of this, he had not attended an academy even though he was already eight years old.
Every day, under the supervision of his little master Su Qingluo, he reluctantly learned to write a few characters, mostly perfunctory.
Su Qingluo understood that everyone had their own strengths and did not want to force him, so she patiently taught him how to read and write for the sake of his future.
At the very least, he could not be illiterate and become an object of ridicule and contempt.
As they were talking, deafening cheers erupted from both sides of the river channel. The men’s race came to an end, with Jufeng Trading Company’s team taking the first place, and Mingshui Academy finishing second.
The female contestants appeared on the scene quickly and methodically, and cheers from both sides of the river channel followed in waves.
The elegant Mingshui Academy women’s team, dressed in their uniforms, boarded the dragon boat, gripping the oars, and tensed their muscles, waiting for the sound of the gong.
For a moment, the cheering on both sides of the river channel paused, and the onlookers held their breath for the youthful and energetic female students.
Li Xiu’e’s breath caught in her throat as she stared unwaveringly at Su Ziqin, who was holding an oar in the fifth position on the dragon boat, her hand over her heart and not daring to breath.
All five competing dragon boats were ready, and the members standing at the bow of the boat struck the drum at the same moment the command was given.
“Dong, dong, dong.”
The rhythmic, well-arranged, and exciting drum beats stirred the heartstrings, and the female contestants shouted slogans in unison, paddling their oars and moving forward with the current.
“Keep it up, keep it up!”
The onlookers on both sides of the river channel, as if injected with chicken blood, shouted with all their might, as if their favorite team could overcome all obstacles and overtake their opponents to win the championship.
“Keep it up, keep it up, sister keep it up!”
Su Zixuan and Su Qingluo joined the crowd of onlookers, waving their little arms energetically to cheer on their sister.
Su Zixuan, slightly taller, didn’t dare to stand up and cheer for fear of blocking the view of the spectators behind her.
Su Qingluo had no such worries since she was young and not very tall, even if she stood up and jumped excitedly, she would not obstruct the view of the adults in the back row.
The delicate and lovely little girl clapped her hands and waved her tender little arms, her sweet childish voice cheering, her sweet smile like a little elf singing and laughing under the sun, bringing people immense happiness and warmth.
“Pavilion Master, that little girl is Little Qingluo.”
Not far from the river channel, on the third floor of the top luxury restaurant near the street, Luo Zhan stood respectfully beside the masked young man, smiling as he pointed at the cheerful little elf by the river channel, revealing her identity to his master.
“Clouds long to be her clothes, flowers long to be her face, the spring breeze grazes the railing with dew that’s dense.”
“If I hadn’t seen her atop the bejeweled mountain, I would have met her under the jade platform in the moonlight.”
The young man’s eyebrows and eyes were tinged with a hint of charm, hidden under the mask, revealing only his perfect chin and thin lips.
At this moment, his perfect lips curled slightly, and a soft, bewitching voice seeped out from the corner of his lips, tugging at the heartstrings.
Luo Zhan’s eyelids trembled imperceptibly, his back straightened, and he pursed his lips without responding.
Although he appeared calm on the surface, his heart was in turmoil..
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