This scene, the other nine rows on the field were all alarmed.
From a distance, Camden River glanced over, and his gaze finally fell on Mia Ginger, unable to help but worry.
The leader of the squad waved past in front of him, flexing his wrist, and lazily called out: "No one in our squad is allowed to fall, even if someone falls, I will act like I didn’t see it and step over them. Understand?!"
"Understand, understand, understand!" Forty boys roared in unison.
"Not bad!" The squad leader said cheerfully.
Camden River looked at him speechlessly.
The entire afternoon, Mia Ginger and her squad spent almost all of it standing in a military posture.
Dallas Taylor’s face was as terrifying as a dark cloud bearing down, and by the time they dismissed, the girls who barely held on all afternoon started sobbing.
Blair Chester and Wren King became the targets of everyone’s anger.
Seeing the girls still tirelessly arguing, Mia did not bother with them, and slung her bag over her shoulder before heading to the bathhouse to wash up.
She felt a little dizzy from not eating, so she took a bottle of water in to stave off hunger.
When she came out again, the sky was getting dark.
With thick clouds, it felt like it was about to rain.
She walked against the wind and thought of Dallas Taylor’s words about not letting the weather stop them, so she quickened her pace back to the field.
Students and several instructors were already there, standing in groups and chatting.
She took out her phone to check the time, hesitating whether to organize the team first, when she suddenly heard whispers of exclamation beside her.
Mia turned her head curiously.
At the entrance of the field, a group of boys in basketball uniforms appeared, each tall and upright, gathering around one at the front who was holding roses, as they all walked over to where the nine rows of girls were gathered.
"Someone’s going to confess!"
"I wonder what year they are!"
"See, making the news really is different!"
"Keep it down, or they might slap you!"
The gathered girls immediately began whispering, their voices tinged with resentment.
All eyes were on Blair Chester.
Blair Chester clearly looked a bit uneasy, slightly lowering her head and twisting her long black hair that hung like satin beside her, without saying a word.
Mia irritably ruffled her hair, her mind spinning quickly.
Should she stop this guy from confessing?
Organize the team directly?
King Yama was already furious this afternoon!
She frowned, lost in her messy thoughts, and didn’t notice that the boy holding the flowers was already standing in front of her.
"He’s not confessing to Blair Chester!"
The boys and girls gathered around watching the scene were amused, laughing oddly one by one.
"Can I call you Mia?"
The boy holding the flowers looked to be about six feet tall, his appearance was decent, although he had a couple of pimples that took away a point, but his smile revealed two little tiger teeth that added a point, blushing as he inquired tentatively.
Mia was stunned, her whole body petrified.
"Ever since the first time I saw you eating buns in the school cafeteria, I’ve liked you," the boy confessed, mistaking her silence for shyness, "I originally wanted to wait a little longer before confessing. But seeing the school beauty news today, I didn’t want to wait any longer. In my heart, you are the cutest and most beautiful girl in the whole school. Will you go out with me, please?"
"Get down on one knee, get down on one knee!"