Rebirth Daughter Against the World

  Chapter 167 Just do your best

   "That's all the ambition." The man on the sofa held the iPad and glanced at him with disgust on his face. "You still don't want to take a shower, do you want to smoke me to death?"

   "How dare you, this is called masculinity, if you don't believe me, smell it."

  Although he said so, Ling Xiaofeng still didn't dare to offend him, and obediently walked into the bathroom.

Soon, there came Ling Xiaofeng's teasing and revised bathing song from inside, "Wash Swish Swish Swish Swish Um Hum, Wash Shua Shua Shua Shua Um Hum, onetwothreego, umm cold ah cold ah wait ah wait, My heart is crazy, crazy, please take mine and send it back to me, eat mine and spit it out..."

  The voice was brisk and ecstatic. The man sitting on the sofa couldn't help shaking his head. He dared to sing even though he was tone deaf. Who gave him the courage?

  Seeing that he had worked hard all day, Ye Wushang didn't interrupt him and let him have fun.

   After a long time, when the man on the sofa couldn't sit still, the noise stopped, and Ling Xiaofeng came out of the bathroom.

   "Shang, otherwise you will teach me a trick so that I can win the championship tomorrow."

"friendship first, competition later."

   "Having said that, who doesn't want to win the championship! The old principal sleeps thinking about it." Ling Xiaofeng sat next to him with a towel, wiping his wet hair.

   "Fang Yichen from King's No. 2 High School lost last year's championship. I heard that his game skills are even better this year."

  Although this is gossip, Ling Xiaofeng still believes it. After all, his strength lies there.

   "People are making progress, so don't you make progress?" Every sentence of Ye Wushang was very sharp, piercing the heart.

   "Yes, but the improvement is not as great as him. I heard that he will not shoot this year and become an avant-garde."

  Ling Xiaofeng's voice was a bit helpless, his team was getting stronger and stronger, but their team was like a mess of sand, twisted together only at critical moments.

  “Don’t compare yourself with others, just do your best.”

  The man on the sofa stood up, turned off the iPad in his hand, and prepared to walk into the room.

"Well, don't worry about it, I can't control so much, just let fate!" Ling Xiaofeng put the towel on the table, "That kid Ding Xiaomo said that if he is really about to lose, he still has a powerful spare tire. I don’t know who it is? It’s mysterious, if it’s really omnipotent, it wouldn’t be you, would it?”

  Ling Xiaofeng lay down on the sofa and stretched comfortably. The happiest moment of the day is lying on the sofa with Ge You.

   "You think too much." After saying that, Ye Wushang returned to his room, closed the door and took a shower.

  At night, in the teacher's dormitory building, a black shadow with strong skills started from the top of the seventh floor and stopped at the windows of every room.

  In the dark night, those black eyes that could rival the stars in the sky looked unusually bright and sharp.

  From the seventh floor to the third floor, nothing suspicious was found. The first floor of the second floor is the office.

   Immediately afterwards, this black shadow ran to a new teacher's dormitory building next door unwillingly, but found nothing in the end.

  In the blink of an eye, that black figure disappeared from that building without a trace.

  Emperor No. 1 Middle School on the second day, geniuses began to grow pale, and the playground was already bustling with activity. Those students arrived at school an hour earlier than usual.

  Ling Xiaofeng stood up from the sofa energetically, and glanced at the tightly closed door.

  He knew that Shang would naturally wait and see somewhere if he wanted to see it, otherwise it would be useless to call him.

  (end of this chapter)