"You…" James’s voice died off and he scoffed, no longer willing to argue over this topic with Ye Qingxuan. But he quickly felt that there was something else wrong! "Wait, what is this?"

The gold dog sitting on the ground scoffed and rolled its eyes, not wanting to bother with him.

"Oh, that." Ye Qingxuan picked his nose with his pinkie finger and stated, "That’s our goalie. Let me introduce you to him. His name is Old Phil, and he is an irreplaceable member of the History department…"

James stared, dumbfounded. "It—it’s clearly a dog!"

"So what?" Bai Xi rolled her eyes. "Even dogs are better than you all…what are you scared of?"

"Referee, objection!" James twisted his head toward the referee. The referee was also confused and subconsciously looked behind him to the top of the stands. He quickly received the sign and his expression became strange.

Eyeing Ye Qingxuan, he coughed and said, "Objection ineffective. Special circumstances call for special treatment. James, stop wasting