Evil Plan: Recruiting Boys

Chapter 77
"It's very simple, just skipping rope."

While An Nuo answered Zi Luoxi, he and An Jing tacitly retreated to both sides, creating a small distance.

jump rope?

Zi Luoxi's head got dizzy when she heard it, did she hear it wrong?

Or is there some kind of trick in it?
"Don't look at us two brothers with such eyes, do we look like sinister people? Or...are you afraid?"

An Jing wrapped the smooth golden rope around her slender fingers, and there was a bit of sarcasm in her words.

"rule."

Zi Luoxi looked at the two guys in front of him, and knew that it would definitely not be so simple, but it doesn't matter whether An Jing's mocking smile is the aggressive method or something else, the game is not played by Zi Luoxi .

"There are no rules, you just need to jump fifty times in the rope swing from me and Nuo, and you will pass the level, isn't it easy?" An Jing stated the rules of the game very simply, but in fact there are really no rules.

Hearing An Jing's words, Zi Luoxi was slightly puzzled.

What kind of game is this, but she also imagined that there must be no such simple good things in this game.

Otherwise, Tong Xin wouldn't have wished her good luck when she came up.

"If you want to play, let's start."

If you have any tricks, come together, Zi Luoxi likes to play this kind of excitement, she really wants to see what these people in the student union are capable of.

An Nuo and An Jing looked at each other and smiled, with the same arc, the same expression, and the same dazzling.

Standing at both ends, the golden ropes in their hands flicked.

"Baby, be good, go in." The rope swung, and An Nuo winked at Zi Luoxi, signaling Zi Luoxi to enter the game.

It was fun to have two such bright boys swinging a rope.

Zi Luoxi put her hands into the pockets of her trousers, put on a casual posture and entered the swinging rope.

"One, two, three, four, five..."

While counting, An Jing and An Nuo flicked the rope in their hands, with charming smiles on their faces all the time, and there was nothing wrong.

The steady rhythm of throwing the rope, the sound of the rope falling to the ground caused a small echo, there was a weird feeling, but all of this seemed so normal.

(End of this chapter)