Right Here Waiting For You

It's not because they don't recruit girls, but because the shooting club has review standards, but most of the girls come to the club just to see handsome guys. Their shooting scores are a mess, and it's a shame if they can pass.

Over time, girls have become timid about shooting.

"Yes, president, so let's be more accommodating to the girl this time. This girl is so beautiful!" The student who just came to submit the form chuckled.

"How beautiful it is, let me see!" The president continued to look down and glanced at the photo, "It's very beautiful, and he is an exchange student from City A. However, the rules of our shooting club cannot be changed. How to review How to review."

After saying that, he was ready to put the form on the table.

But before he could put it on the table, a beautiful hand snatched it away.

"Senior?" The president stared at Li Yanmo with a confused expression, wondering what he was doing with the form.

Li Yanmo didn't say a word. He lowered his eyes and looked at the application form. His eyes fell on Ning Tiantian's brilliant ID photo, and he gently stroked it with his fingertips, raising his thin lips slightly.

When he heard that it was an exchange student from City A, he guessed that it must be her!

When the president saw him suddenly smiling, he became even more confused. What on earth is going on? Is it possible that they still know each other?

"You just said you wanted me to teach the high school shooting club?" Li Yanmo then raised his eyes and looked at him.

"Yes!" When the president heard what he asked, he nodded quickly and asked tentatively, "Senior, did you agree?"

"You keep her, and I'll teach the club for free." Li Yanmo put the form back in his hand, but he tore off the ID photo and stuffed it into the pocket of his white shirt.

"Are you serious?" The president didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly.

Li Yanmo frowned, "Do you think I'm joking with you?"

"Of course not!" The president quickly took out the club's seal and stamped Ning Tiantian's application form in front of him. "Okay, she is already a member of the shooting club."

"Yeah." Li Yanmo nodded his chin and walked out of the shooting room.

"Club, president... didn't you just say that the rules of our shooting club cannot be changed?" The students on the side were stunned, why did they just open the back door now?

"Ahem!" The president coughed a few times and said seriously, "Well, we have to change the specific policy based on the actual situation, right?"

"..."

Yes, yes, you are the president, you have the final say.

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After the evening self-study get out of class, Ning Tiantian looked at Li Yanmo who was waiting for her downstairs, and quickly ran downstairs with her schoolbag.

"Brother Mo, I joined a club today. Which club do you think I joined?" In the night, she raised her head and looked at Li Yanmo.

He was standing under the sycamore tree, with dots of lights falling on him. His dark hair was soft and clinging to his forehead, his eyes were as deep as the hesitant stars in the sky. His coat was half open, revealing the clean white shirt underneath. The pockets of the white shirt were slightly bulging. It started with a two-inch photo of her when she applied for the shooting club.

"Shooting club." Li Yanmo glanced down at her.

"How do you know?" Ning Tiantian's eyes suddenly widened.

"Guess." Li Yanmo uttered these two words inexplicably.

"Alas!" Ning Tiantian sighed again, looked into his eyes and said, "But Zhou Xiaoyang told me that it is difficult to enter the shooting club, and it requires assessments and so on, but I have never played shooting. , I will definitely not be able to get in then..."