"257."
Suddenly, a voice came through, cutting off the subtle atmosphere between Mo Shangjun and You Nianyu.
Mo Shangjun lifted her eyes from the number on You Nianyu's chest.
257—it was indeed her.
Turning her head slightly, she saw Liang Zhiqiong running over, waving the red flag in her hand which was somewhat dazzling.
"Here," as soon as Liang Zhiqiong ran over, she stuffed the red flag onto You Nianyu, "Help shout a few times. My throat is about to go hoarse."
You Nianyu glanced at the small flag that suddenly appeared in her hand, her expression sinking ever so slightly.
However, before she could react, Liang Zhiqiong urged, "Hurry, hurry, hurry, they are coming over."
While speaking, she waved toward the B-group trainees who had naturally split into small groups. Immediately, two of them ran over. Liang Zhiqiong didn't care about You Nianyu's identity before entering the training camp and pushed her towards them, directly sending her away.
