"The capable rise, the mediocre fall, what’s wrong with that?" Dallas Taylor glanced at him, "Blair Chester isn’t as suitable."
"Actually, it’s not that bad."
This impartial captain of ours is just too biased.
"Not bad what?" Dallas’s gaze fell on the running team in the distance, frowning, "Listen to that girl’s voice—clear, bright, clean, with crisp pronunciation. Blair Chester can’t compare."
"And the hair, Blair Chester’s long and twisted hair, just looking at it is annoying."
"That’s definitely prejudice."
"You seem to be quite relaxed?"
"Uh," "We also have some good prospects here, totally able to take over for me."
Dallas followed his gaze and, unsurprisingly, saw Camden River.
The young man, dressed in full camouflage, looked energetic, slim, and tall, probably around 1.8 meters, standing out in a group of unevenly skilled freshmen.
He looked clean and proper, who knows what he’s like in private!
Dallas suddenly thought of the bruise at the corner of Mia Ginger’s mouth, sneering, "With such a weak appearance, it’s really embarrassing for you."
By the time he regained his senses, the captain, with a cold face, had already walked away in big strides.
The morning training was just two hours.
A little after nine in the morning, a few young journalists unexpectedly arrived on the playground.
While the students were undergoing military training, the reporters walked around with cameras, taking pictures everywhere.
The School of Journalism and Communication had nearly four hundred people, with the seventh, eighth, and ninth classes being art majors in Broadcasting, Drama, and Hosting, packed with beauties.
Among these, the girls from Class Seven had the most outstanding looks.
Even wearing identical camouflage couldn’t hide the natural beauty of many.
It was certainly easy to catch the attention of journalists.
Nowadays, appearances matter in society. If there are beauties in news pictures, netizens are likely to take a few more glances. Headlines with words like "School Beauty" and "Goddess" can double the clicks on entertainment news.
"Searching for the most beautiful bare-faced School Beauty" was originally their entertainment special for this issue.
The journalists’ eyes fell on Mia Ginger.
She stood in the middle of the front row, fair and with dewy skin, very eye-catching.
A camera was aimed at her, and a journalist immediately took a photo.
"Report!" A clear female voice suddenly rang out.
Dallas turned his head to look, frowning, "Speak!"
"Someone is taking pictures." Mia Ginger furrowed her brows, serious.
Dallas glanced back, "Let them take pictures, why are you so worked up!"
"Report, I don’t like being photographed." Mia Ginger stood straight, stubbornly adding another sentence.
Dallas was stunned, then smiled strangely.
Is she afraid those journalists will take unflattering pictures of her or what?
He thought randomly, feeling a bit helpless, and waved over the surprised-looking journalist not far away.
The visiting journalists were all quite young, and holding their cameras, they stood in front of him looking somewhat uneasy.
The pressure was immense.
Dallas, at least 1.85 meters tall, was imposing and well-built. The camouflage further accentuated his extraordinary masculinity, exuding authority.