Chapter 902 The man in black is actually... 2
Quan Jin climbed the stone steps with his right hand.
Jump up.
The No. 3 team member below could no longer see Quan Jin's figure clearly, and could only hear her cool and reassuring voice, which sounded repeatedly in the valley at the bottom of the cliff.
"They put all their bets on me."
"I don't have to go."
"What do they do?"
"I have to go and hold the last spot for them."
Team member No. 3 pursed his lips and stared above with worry and anxiety: "But..."
"No buts."
"In this life, there are many things that are more important than life."
"Believe me, no one can hurt me."
"Don't follow up, wait at the bottom for the team members to rescue you." When the last words were spoken, the team members could feel that Quan Jin's figure was already a hundred meters away from him.
I saw Quan Jin climbing up the cliff with bare hands to rush to the competition venue, regardless of the obstruction.
Team member No. 3's heart was touched.
He seemed to understand four words in an instant. It was not a grandiose idiom, but a very simple one: I have everything.
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Just as Quan Jin was grabbing time to rush to the students from the upper class families.
Inside the college assessment competition venue.
All the students who came from lower-class families clenched their fists and were so nervous that their palms became sweaty.
"Rubbish."
Throughout the academy's assessment competition venue, there were sharp disparaging voices from the top students: "You are a bunch of trash. You are not welcome in the top families. Wherever you come from, go back to where you came from."
"Why did you come to the competition? Did you watch Quan Jin lose with your own eyes?"
"..."
Next to the seat on the far side, yes! Right next to it, stood students from lower-class families. Some of them spent all their savings to go to the stadium to watch the game, and some did not change their behavior.
Many, many.
Today, we all gather together and do the same thing: win or lose, believe in her.
"Master, we are here in three minutes. Do you think we can start getting ready?"
The referee asked respectfully to the foreign expert sitting in the main seat...that is, the prison boss.
The prison boss glanced at the whole place.
Probably didn't see anyone coming.
My heart felt relaxed inexplicably: she didn't come, just fine.
"Start." In order to prevent any accidents, the prison boss said: "Students who enter the venue after the time will be disqualified and deemed to have automatically given up the competition."
The prison boss said this.
The whole place was quiet for a few seconds.
Then, countless mocking and ridiculing voices sounded: "Hey, why don't I seem to see Quan Jin? Is Quan Jin not competing?"
"The students from this low-class family are not only useless, they also like to dream."
"They even came all the way to the competition venue. Tsk, tsk, I originally thought they could see Quan Jin lose with their own eyes, but unexpectedly, they didn't even see her."
The entire playing field erupted in jeers.
There wasn't even a seat. The lower-class student who was placed in the corner clenched his fists and said patiently with bloodshot eyes: "She will come out."
"Quan Jin will definitely come. She must have been delayed for something."
"..."
No one here believed this explanation.
Seeing the time passing by little by little, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes were staring nervously and pleadingly at the gate, looking at the pride and pride in the eyes of the upper class students.
That was the life they...had been looking forward to for a long time.
"Didi-di-"
"The countdown to the third game has begun..." The prison boss sat there with no abnormal expression on his face, listening to the referee's countdown.
"Ten, nine, eight..."
Every pair of eyes turned towards the gate.
Won't come...
Everyone's heart was in their throats. The prison boss looked calm on the surface, but he looked away and thought repeatedly in his heart: When the time comes, she will definitely not come...
Chapter completed!