"Wang Yuezhi, come over and help out. Athletes are just hard to control! Someone else, grab his legs!" Lin Li shouted at Wang Yuezhi.
Wang Yuezhi: "?"
Wang Yuezhi, who had already started running, looked back and discovered the person being carried was actually Wang Ze.
Wang Yuezhi never wanted to pilot a plane in his life, but if he wasn't the plane being flown but rather the pilot, then the story would be different.
"Coming!" Wang Yuezhi cautiously handed his roommate a bottle of mineral water, then proceeded up.
Having been soaked in the rain himself, he knew precisely which way the rain would feel more unpleasant.
"Get lost Wang Yuezhi! Doing this means you're no longer one of the Wang Family! As we travel afar, Wang must help Wang! Damn!" Wang Ze tried to awaken Wang Yuezhi's conscience.
"Wang Yuezhi!"
"You bastard!"
"Agh!!"
The soccer net once again bore the brunt of disaster.
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