"Awesome!"
"Damn, what are you still doing in the dorm? Hurry up and come down!"
"Forget about sleep! It's the championship!!"
"Hurry, hurry, get to the playground, we'll miss it if we're any later!"
The New Year has come.
Today is definitely the New Year.
Otherwise, where would such a drama come from?
By now, no matter if they were from the south or the north, everyone had started calling their friends.
If someone lost, they'd have to cross whole corps—such a huge gamble was something these soldiers had never seen before. Who wouldn't want to watch the show?
Hu Peizhou looked at the suddenly chaotic surroundings and gently reminded everyone,
"Jiang Yonghui is a different case. If he gets into the top three, it won't be easy to adjust. Vice Bureau Chief Yu has already made it clear."
Fang Huai paused upon hearing this, "Even if he agrees? Three seconds? I've also bet on He Zhijun!"
He Zhijun's expression turned ugly once more.