Mrs. Ruanmeng is a little ancestor

Chapter 217 Dressing Room

After singing with them all night last night, Lu Yaoguang went back to her dormitory and went to sleep because there was still a schedule ahead.

So the chance to make an appointment to watch the game is gone.

In the morning, the two sports long-distance running and archery that An Qianyin signed up for were scheduled at this time.

The compound bow and arrow competition is arranged in front of the long-distance running.

Generally speaking, the break in the middle is not enough, because there are such trivial things as changing clothes, reporting to the game location and so on.

The compound bow competition in the morning was over, and Jiang Dan accompanied her as a support staff.

Because in a class, in addition to the students who want to participate in the sports meeting, some students are also arranged as logistics personnel.

As the class monitor, Jiang Dan was naturally the first to bear the brunt, so he used his sovereignty to arrange himself by An Qianyin's side, so that the other boys in the class had no chance.

Bei Mi was there at first, but now it's the break time, so I went to a nearby milk tea shop to buy milk tea.

The competition items were played on the radio, reminding the long-distance runners to wait in the competition area.

An Qianyin took the mineral water from Jiang Dan's hand, took the track and field sportswear with numbers on it, and walked to the locker room to change her clothes.

She was putting on her tracksuit when the door opened and several girls walked in.

Fujiwara Kiko glanced at the girl whose head was covered with clothes, then looked away, turned her back to An Qianyin, changed her outfit in the closet on the opposite side, and chatted with the companion who came in with her.

In this sports meeting, Kiko Fujiwara only participated in one sports event, the compound bow event in archery.

I just came back from the game, and the people around me knew each other when we were playing together.

The two girls saw that Kiko Fujiwara was firmly ranked first in the four-range competition, and this time they came here specially to learn from her.

They are all competitors together, how could Kiko Fujiwara tell them the skills of winning, but fooled them with just a few words.

The short-haired girl with wool curls widened her eyes when she heard her description, "I didn't expect Xizi to be in the national team, it's amazing!"

"No." Fujiwara Kiko smiled modestly, "It's just that when I was the president of the bow and arrow department in high school, I occasionally came into contact with people from the national team, and then I went in to play after being introduced by my family."

"It's not something you can get in after just playing around. Don't be modest, your grades must be very good."

The short-haired girl with wool curls has become a total fan of hers, clamoring for answers.

Fujiwara Kiko smiled helplessly, and replied: "The results are not considered good. I was eliminated when I reached the quarter-finals. Later, I found out that the person I was competing with won the championship all the way. I don't know it's luck." Still unfortunate."

"Wow, then... If she didn't compete with you, wouldn't you be able to enter the final!"

Fujiwara Kiko smiled and said nothing, which was equivalent to acquiescing in the eyes of the two of them, which immediately aroused their admiration even more.

An Qianyin had already changed her clothes, closed the wardrobe door and went out.

At this time, Mao Lanlan pushed the door open and came in, because she was all focused on Fujiwara Kiko for a while, so she didn't notice An Qianyin who passed her by.

And because she just came in and blocked Fujiwara Kiko's view, Fujiwara Kiko saw the girl who was changing clothes here just now and walked out, but she didn't see her face.

"But I heard that there is a dark horse in the second group of the compound bow women's competition, and the results are good." Another girl with a ponytail cut in.

"How about a dark horse? Can it compare to Xizi? She has been in the national team." The woolen girl who seems to be a fan of Fujiwara Kiko cannot be refuted.

"Yes, who is our Xizi." Mao Lanlan echoed.

Fujiwara Kiko smiled again, with a gentle smile, completely ignoring the dark horse they were talking about.

(End of this chapter)