Restarting 16 Years Old, the Champion is Tiger and Tea

Wen Xin spat in his heart, but still stood up, walked to the center of the field, and clasped his fists.

"Everyone, I will show you a set of boxing. It's just fancy moves, not respectful."

Tan Mu pursed his lips and looked over.

This little potato is talking in such a mess, he seems to be angry.

Following her gaze, she saw Liu Yi's eyes flickering. Thinking of how Little Potato had been waving his hands when he was talking to her just now, she understood.

Wen Xin's set of punches was clean and neat, and ended quickly.

In the team, Liu Yi greeted Wen Xin with gratitude in his eyes.

"Xinxin, you are awesome. Fortunately you saved me. Thank you so much."

Wen Xin sat down and looked at Liu Yi with fear and pain from the injury:

"Liu Yi, how could you do this? I told you that I don't have any talent and I can't go on stage, and you didn't object at the time. Why did you suddenly push me on stage?"

"I was caught off guard, but luckily I knew how to use the gestures. I managed to get through this embarrassment."

"What if I really don't know how to do anything? Should I perform a rock-breaking performance? Or should I refuse to perform and let everyone think that I am a bad person with bad morals?"

Liu Yi was confused: "Xinxin, it's not..."

Wen Xin's eyes became aggrieved and desperate.

"I learned martial arts when I was young because I was weak and my parents wanted me to be strong and healthy. I learned a lot of weird things, and my moves were ugly and crude."

"Liu Yi, if you weren't forced to this point, who would be willing to embarrass themselves in front of everyone?"

"Liu Yi, you and I are roommates in the same dormitory. I haven't offended you in the past few days, right? Why are you treating me like this?"

As she spoke, tears welled up in her slightly raised peach blossom eyes, making her look like a small white flower with a fragrant tea scent.

The little girl in front of him was thin and small, with a delicate expression and tears in her eyes. She looked particularly fragile, making people completely forget how heroic she was just now.

The talented people at Peking University were all smart people. They instantly understood the discord here and looked at Liu Yi with complicated eyes.

Yes, if I were targeted like this, what kind of embarrassing situation would I face.

Liu Yi was completely stunned when he saw Wen Xin, who suddenly became weak and unable to take care of herself.

That’s not right, isn’t this my script?

...you plagiarized...

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Tan Mu looked at the pitiful little potato opposite him and laughed in his heart.

This clever guy is very cunning.

It's very difficult to bully her.

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After having lunch in an orderly manner, Tan Mu followed Wen Xin out of the cafeteria.

Zhou Qing and Wang Manning tacitly agreed to take the lead.

"Little Potato, today my classmate asked me if he could pursue you."

Wen Xin staggered: "Why should I ask you? Shouldn't I be the one asking you?"

Tan Mu looked straight ahead and didn't respond: "I told him, it's impossible, you have a height requirement, you can't be shorter than your father."

Wen Xin was speechless: "Tanmu, you don't know me at all. If the other person was Leslie Cheung, I wouldn't have any requirements, no matter how high they were."

This time it was Tan Mu's turn to lose his pace.

Wen Xin stopped and looked up at the pillar next to him: "Tanmu, actually my goal is very clear. I won't fall in love before I turn 30 and concentrate on doing what I like."

I’m afraid that saying “living a lifetime” is too scary and unconvincing, so let’s set a small goal first.

Tan Mu was slightly stunned, then immediately recovered: "This is a good goal, Little Potato, we have the same goal."

How could it fit together?

Wen Xin glanced at him sideways, not believing his brain that was thinking eight hundred times in one second.

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Lunch break time is precious.

After simply washing their faces, everyone collapsed onto the bed.

Wen Xin had just closed her curtain when the door opened, followed by Liu Yi's voice.

"Classmates, come and have some chocolate. My brother sent me a lot of it."

Wen Xin didn't move.

After what happened in the morning, it was not appropriate for her to stick her head out right away.

There was a light knock on the edge of the bed, and Liu Yi's voice was particularly gentle: "Xinxin, come out and have a piece of chocolate."

Wen Xin rubbed his eyes and nose vigorously several times, wet his eyelashes with saliva, and then pulled open the curtain.

When the little face with wet eyes and red nose appeared from behind the curtain, everyone imagined a scene of a wronged little girl healing herself alone.

Liu Yi originally wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, but when he saw this, he felt embarrassed.

"Xinxin, I'm sorry for today. I was really in a difficult situation. I also thought that we had a good relationship, so I reported you."

Liu Yi's explanation didn't hold water at all, but Wen Xin didn't intend to argue with her anymore.

For some things, it is enough to achieve the goal, too much is as bad as too little.

She took the chocolate from Liu Yi:

"League Secretary, you are the pillar of our class of girls. You have to protect us from now on. Don't let your sisters suffer any more."

Showing weakness appropriately and being gentle yet daring is very useful for a girl like Liu Yi who values ​​status and position and is jealous.

Wen Xin had analyzed this person and the most likely reason why she was targeting him was that his title as the first of the Five Golden Flowers had stolen her limelight.

Alas, she really doesn't want to be in the spotlight.

Liu Yi's face was indeed filled with relief and pride: "Don't worry, our sisters' interests always come first."

Wen Xin curled her lips inwardly and nodded with red eyes.

"Thank you, I'll rest first." Then he lay back on the bed and closed the curtain.

The chocolate melts smoothly in your mouth.

Mmm, so delicious.

It is the food of evil women, but don’t be as poisonous as people.

Suddenly his breathing became disordered and he coughed violently. Zhou Qing, who was sleeping on the lower bunk, quickly handed him her cup.

"Xinxin, are you okay?"

It took Wen Xin a long time to stop coughing. He took a sip of water and handed the cup back under Zhou Qing's comforting gaze.

She looked at the water cup, thought about the chocolate, and then thought about the gambling incidents that shocked the entire Internet in her previous life, and her heart trembled.

Her past experiences made her not hesitate to assume the worst of people like Liu Yi.

Because those eyes are so uncomfortable.

At least it's not compatible with my destiny.

A good college life is to be in the same space with such a person every day...

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We have to find a house quickly and start on the weekend.

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It's not even the weekend yet and bad luck strikes again.

Wen Xin just felt that he should go to the temple to burn some incense, as this was a bad year for him.

She loosened her hands that were tightly grasping the clothes in front of her, and found embarrassedly that the mud on her hands had left dirty handprints on the clothes.

The pain in her right ankle made her frown.

Oh, I really got carried away.

Today, everyone came to the shooting range in a big truck to practice shooting.

It was her first time to use live ammunition, and each person had five bullets, but she actually scored a good score of 48 rings.

Considering the drizzling weather today, this result is absolutely amazing.

Then, the sharpshooter, who was too proud of himself, fell into the ditch beside him while going down the mountain and sprained his ankle.

......

Wen Xin looked up at the angular face and the gossip-filled faces of Zhou Qing and Wang Manning next to him, and felt a little overwhelmed.

"Tanmu, put me down. I'm quite heavy."

"Tsk, how can you be heavy? About 90 pounds?" Tan Mu held her in his arms and walked away with big strides.

Wen Xin looked at his moving Adam's apple and pursed his lips: "Who are you looking down on? I weigh 91 pounds."

"Well, 91 kilograms of potatoes, so heavy." Tan Mu exerted a little force with his arms and shook it twice.

Wen Xin gritted his teeth, reached out and wiped his clothes on his chest a few times, and wiped his hands clean.

It's already dirty anyway, so it doesn't matter.

The corner of the mouth on top of his head curved up to the sky.

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At the military parade two days later, Wen Xin sat in the stands next to the rostrum and watched the columns pass by the rostrum.

The boys' team from the Department of Mathematics and the Department of History came over.

Tan Mu walked in the front leading the team. He had an excellent posture, standard movements, and his marching was sonorous, powerful, and pleasing to the eye.

Wow, that’s really good and pleasing to the eyes.

The two from the Physics Department and Foreign Languages ​​Department at the back are also very good, one is an ascetic and the other is a sunny prince.

The two from the Chemistry Department and the Journalism Department are more masculine. Judging from their heights, they must be from the basketball team.

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Until the end of the show, Wen Xin was still sitting in the stands, following the procession of standard-bearers leaving the stadium.

"What are you doing, little potato?"

"Look at the handsome guys. Look at these role models. Some are fat and some are thin. Each one is handsome in his own way." Wen Xin's eyes were glued to the field.

"Ahem, is this how you use Huan Fei Yan Shou?"

"Don't worry about it, I just want to ask if you look good or not."

Tan Mu squatted down helplessly: "Okay, come up. Wipe your saliva, don't let it flow on my back."

Wen Xin is quick to follow advice.

"Tan Mu, you don't have to be like this. I feel really bad about it."

"Don't feel bad, just treat me as Wen Xichen."

"How can it be."

"How can it be impossible? They are just different versions. He is the stupid version, and I am the smart version."

Wen Xin's saliva sprayed on the back of Tan Mu's neck.

Wen Xichen: ...Are you polite?

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