The downpour was blown swaying by the wind, dense in some places and sparse in others. It hit the leaves and grass, making a swishing sound.
Galen sat alone in a cafe on campus, gently stirring the fragrant coffee in a white porcelain cup, looking at the blurry rainwater pouring down the side window.
"Are you alone?" A beautiful girl with blond hair walked to the Gallon table.
Garen glanced at her and waved his hand, indicating that he could help himself.
"The famous fighting club president Garon Thomas, as a freshman, was promoted to the position of the first fighting club president, and all the members were convinced, tsk tsk..." the girl said in an admiring tone.
With.
She has a pair of slender willow eyebrows, and her eyes have a naked sense of aggression, without any sense of female restraint.
"Are you interested in joining our free fighting club?"
She pulled down the light yellow dress slightly on her chest, revealing a deep groove.
Garen was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he picked up the coffee and drank it slowly. He was still used to drinking tea, and drinking coffee or other things made his mouth sour and uncomfortable.
He was considering whether to let Bald and the others find some oriental tea for his own use.
"The fighting club just has more people and more money, but its real strength is actually not as good as our free fighting team. Our free fighting cheerleading team is the most beautiful cheerleading team in the school. There are so many beauties in it, no matter what type you like.
Found inside, you know, many team members have admired you for a long time."
This girl lives like a pimp. The strength and courage she talks about refers to the number of beauties on the cheerleading team.
"Give me a mocha. Thank you."
She turned her face sideways and said to the waiter who came over.
"Okay, please wait."
The waiter was actually a part-time student at the school, and he looked at the combination of the two people a little strangely. The blond girl was also a famous social butterfly in the third grade, and he also knew her.
"In addition, I found that you have the same trouble as many freshmen, that is, your interpersonal relationships are not very harmonious. You concentrate on your studies but are not good at interpersonal relationships? It doesn't matter. Our club is also enthusiastic about helping members in their personal lives. It is also because of interpersonal communication.
Are you worried? We can help you find your own perfect small circle. It can serve as a perfect bridge for you to communicate with others."
She is very confident. The free fighting cheerleading team is not just composed of girls from the school, but also the most beautiful girls from many surrounding schools. As a top prestigious school, many girls are proud of having a boyfriend from a prestigious school. Even beauties have vanity.
For those who are obsessed with comparison, let alone a type like Gallon who has both talent and appearance, becoming a playboy is often just a matter of thought.
"From my personal point of view. If you want to be an interpersonal expert that everyone loves and can handle all kinds of embarrassing situations and troubles with ease, most of the conditions you need are actually met. You only need a little..."
"Too weak."
Her voice was suddenly interrupted by Garen.
The girl looked at him in astonishment as he picked up the coffee and took a sip.
"I just don't like hanging out with a bunch of weaklings."
Garen glanced at her, and the two of them fell silent immediately. The girl wanted to say something more, but she didn't know how to say it. She didn't expect that the other person was not bad at interpersonal relationships, but didn't like to deal with weaklings.
But she also had ways to deal with this arrogant type. As soon as she rolled her eyes, she suddenly changed into a smiling face.
"That's right. Lions never mix with rabbits, but our free fighting club has horizontal exchanges with other clubs in major schools every year, and there are even some of the strongest star lineups in the fighting world, such as Gramcriss Ting, Gothe, Furious Chariot Rodan..."
The people she was talking about were all famous gold belt boxing champions in the world of unrestricted fighting, and they were even better than the lineup invited by the fighting agency.
This is not a matter of money. The free fighting club is naturally inferior to the fighting club. It’s just that the girl’s family runs a fighting club. These gold belt boxing champions are actually elites signed to her club, so they will naturally praise themselves. The place of community.
Garen glanced at her and was too lazy to speak any more.
"Well... my name is Taylor, and I am now the president of the free fighting club. If you are willing to come to our place, I can give you the position of president. This is not like the president of the fighting club who has no real power. The whole Free fighting is all in my hands, and I will support you in whatever action you want to take."
The blond girl Taylor had long known from her own intelligence channels that Galen's fight had made the fighting club's coach fearful. She was simply hungry for this powerful freshman. If there were such a freshman, he would surpass the fighting club and become the first It is not impossible to fight against the club.
"My backing is still the largest kickboxing club. We have the most complete professional training team, professional service logistics team, nutritionists who have served champions, medical teams, and equipment teams. These are all things that fighting clubs cannot match. .”
"Waiter, please pay the bill." Garen stood up and waved to the waiter not far away.
"Sir, your bill has been settled by this lady." The waiter came over and answered politely.
Garen glanced at Taylor.
"Then I'll leave first. You can sit here for a while. The environment here is nice."
"It just so happens that I'm planning to leave too." Taylor stood up with a smile, carrying a small bag and walked to Gallon's side. It seemed that she had made up her mind to stay by Gallon's side.
"It's raining now, and you didn't bring an umbrella. Do you want to come with me?" She puffed up her chest and glanced at Gallon provocatively.
"No need." Garen walked out of the coffee shop directly. The downpour outside quickly subsided, and then when he walked into the rain curtain, the heavy rain stopped completely.
Taylor, who was just preparing to hold the umbrella behind, had a look of astonishment on her face. Seeing Garen walking out slowly and leisurely, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she quickly put away her umbrella and chased after him.
Walking down the path from the cafe, over a slope, there is a row of restaurants in front of you. Several school patrol cars are parked beside it, and several school police officers are sitting in the restaurant chatting and eating.
There was also a yellow-skinned female student who had just walked out from the small supermarket opposite the restaurant with her parents.
Garon walked to a patrol car and stood there, putting his black-gloved hands in his trouser pockets, and quietly looking at the female student in the supermarket opposite.
That girl has long black ponytail hair, a white dress, and a beautiful and pure appearance. She is the most valued girl in the Garonne Fighting Club, Xixi.
He would come over every few days to observe Xixi's progress, and he was slightly surprised every time.
Like Dam, this girl was inconspicuous at first, but then became faster and faster, and her progress became more and more rapid.
He was right, Xixi and Seidon's qualifications were the most suitable for bipolar water bird boxing.
"What kind of girl do you like?" Taylor walked up to him, followed his line of sight, and immediately saw the girl Xixi who was shopping with her parents in the supermarket opposite.
She carefully compared the breasts of the girl opposite her, which were much smaller than hers.
"So it's these little steamed buns you like?"
"Little steamed buns?" Garen couldn't help but curl his lips.
"Isn't it? That yellow-skinned girl's breasts are less than half of mine! Why don't you touch and see?" Taylor moved closer to Garen.
"It's a pity that I prefer steamed buns." Garen returned the sentence to her unchanged.
"Humph." Taylor stood with Galen with his arms folded and looked quietly at Sisi opposite.
The two of them stopped talking for a while.
Xixi didn't notice their presence there. She just rarely took her parents who came from afar to visit the world's famous schools and see where she usually lives and studies.
She is not the kind of self-funded student, and her family does not have such good financial conditions. She is truly self-sufficient with scholarships and is a top student from China. As for her family conditions, her parents are just ordinary employees of the company and do not have much wealth.
His family background is just that of a simple ordinary worker.
Every time she looks at the proud expressions on her parents' faces, her heart will be filled with pride and joy. She feels that all her efforts have been valuable.
She has always been independent and self-reliant since she was a child. Whenever she sees her parents paying a lot for her to get the barely ordinary living treatment of the students around her, she becomes heartbroken. This time she finally got admitted to a world-famous university, and her tuition was all funded by scholarships, and even her living expenses were covered.
Enough, and finally the parents can breathe a sigh of relief.
"Wait a minute." Just as the family was carrying their things and preparing to leave the supermarket, a white clerk chased them out and stared at them with a frown.
"Can you please cooperate? We just lost something in the store."
"Lost something?" Xixi frowned. "Is there a sensor door? If something is lost, can't it trigger an alarm?"
"There is always a way to avoid the sensor door. Please cooperate. Please take out your bags and check them again."
Not only them, but also another white couple. Several customers who were buying the same thing were politely persuaded to stop. But what Xixi couldn't accept was that the clerk just checked the other people's shopping bags, but asked
They opened their backpacks and handbags to inspect personal belongings.
"What do you mean? Why do so many people just want us to check our private bags?!"
The two started quarreling directly. Both sides argued hard and refused to give in, which attracted more and more attention.
After arguing with each other for a while, they looked at their parents' somewhat embarrassed expressions. More and more people were standing around to watch, and the old couple's faces were so red that they couldn't clearly see their original expressions.
Mom was held tightly by her father's hand. Because she didn't speak the language very well, she could only watch her daughter arguing with the store clerk and blushing.
They didn't understand the language, and a clerk next to them looked at them coldly and muttered something harshly.
"Dirty yellow man!"
My father didn't understand foreign languages at all, so he could only give the other party a friendly smile.
This scene immediately caused several people around to laugh. (To be continued...)