"Alright!" Ouyang Ye happily agreed.
Mu Chen nodded as well. It did not seem like a gentleman at all if they had to threaten the girls from the other classes to take out the boxes.
It would not be good if the girls were scared to tears when they could use force to threaten the boys.
"Okay." Ling Jue nodded as well. She could laugh at herself if she wanted to threaten the girls or the boys.
However, for the sake of the others' luck in love, it was better to let the girls deal with the girls.
It was to prevent the other girls from hating the boys from Class A 1.
At that moment, a group of people came down from the mountain. They were all girls.
Mo Ziyue saw this group of people and snorted coldly. "It's the group from Class A 2. One of them is particularly annoying!"
She took the lead and walked out, blocking their path with an arrogant expression.
The others also walked out one after another.
Ai Zhiqi chuckled and said to Ling Jue in a mysterious manner, "The girl she's talking about is the boss of the girls from Class A 2. That girl likes you. Mo Ziyue caught her when she came to secretly take a photo last time. The two of them almost got into a fight, but they have a grudge against each other."
After saying that, she ran out with a smile and fought with the girls.
Ling Jue: "..." Why are there still girls fighting because of me? Is this interesting?
Ouyang Ye sighed. "A homme fatale."
Mu Chen nodded as well. "I didn't expect there to be such conflicts between girls. Why am I not so handsome? No one fights because of me."
Ling Jue rolled her eyes. This is troublesome, okay? What kind of situation is this?
Lu Yilie also sighed. "I don't think there are any girls who fight because of me. However, will they really not fight if they do that? Will there be scenes of them tearing their hair, ripping their clothes, and scratching their nails A fight between girls... I only saw two aunties fighting on the street. That scene... Tsk tsk, it's too cruel."
"I don't think so." Ouyang Ye understood girls very well. "I guarantee that the people from Class A 2 will put down their boxes and leave after saying a few words."
The boys next to him were also very surprised. "Really?"
Ouyang Ye nodded. "Trust me."
Lu Yilie looked at Ouyang Ye as if he was looking at a fraud, and he looked at the battlefield in front of him.
When the girls from Class A 2 came down, they saw a group of people blocking their way, and they were a little confused.
Bai Yuan, who was the leader, put her hands in her pockets and looked at Mo Ziyue with disdain. "What are you doing?"
Mo Ziyue was also very disdainful of her. "Hand over the boxes. The boys from your class have already handed over their boxes. Don't try to struggle on the brink of death."
Bai Yuan snorted coldly. "The boys from our class are a bunch of trash."
The girls from Class A 1 did not comment. After all, the sight of those cowards crying was really ugly.
Mo Ziyue already had the aura of someone who wanted to fight. "So, are you going to hand it over?"
Bai Yuan looked around and saw the boys from Class A 1 not far away. "Is Ling Jue also there?"
Mo Ziyue was a little angry when she heard that she was still coveting Ling Jue. "It's none of your business. You still dare to think about Ling Jue?"
"That's right. You should think about the trash boys in your class. Ling Jue from our class is a god, not someone you can covet!"
"That's right!"
The girls shared the same hatred and looked down on Bai Yuan and the others.
Bai Yuan sneered. "Heh, Ling Jue is a god, but he's not yours. You can have the box. Our class is doomed to lose anyway."