The Cuju field of Lingbo Academy was built with much consideration; the stands on both sides were slightly elevated, providing a relatively open view. The common stands at the front and back only had benches without any cover, and the closer to the center position, the more luxurious the decoration of the stands became.
The pavilion the guards led them to was, without exaggeration, the best spot in the venue, roomy and bright. Beaded curtains of broken jade hung on all sides, resembling an elegant and luxurious pavilion.
"Wow."
The three female students who had come with Xiao Hen were completely stunned.
This, this was just too extravagant!
Maids were already waiting inside the pavilion. Seeing Xiao Hen leading Xiao Jingkong over, two maids hurriedly opened the curtains at the front: "Miss Gu, please."
Xiao Hen and his group entered.
From the outside, it was already luxurious, but only after entering did they realize that there was nothing they could imagine that others couldn’t achieve.
Several low tables had already been set up properly, a mild incense burned in the corner brazier—apparently fearing the heat and the strong smell of sweat from the Cuju field, they even lit incense.
The three female students once again marveled at the other party’s attention to detail and thoughtfulness.
"Who is your young master?" a female student asked the maid.
As the maid served fresh fruit, she smiled while arranging the plates, "Our young master said that as long as the young ladies are happy, there’s no need to mind who he is."
Several young ladies?
They considered themselves included by the maid’s words, and the three female students were overjoyed.
The original mention had been of Miss Gu alone, but the maid knew how to please.
The fruit had been chilled; a bite banished the heat of the day.
Xiao Hen and Xiao Jingkong sat together while the other three female students occupied another table, leaving one low table unclaimed. Xiao Jingkong promptly claimed it for his own, meaning he now had one and a half tables!
The beaded curtains in front of the pavilion had been hung up, while those on the remaining three sides served to provide privacy without obstructing the breeze.
"It’s so cool," said one of the female students.
"Mhm," the other two nodded, smiling.
Indeed, seeking out Gu Jiao had been the right choice, otherwise, how could they have gained such great seats?
However, Xiao Hen wasn’t concerned with the seating of the stands; he had been searching for Gu Jiao since he entered.
He wasn’t certain if Gu Jiao would attend, given that he had never heard of her playing Cuju, but since he was preoccupied with her, he decided to try his luck nonetheless.
He didn’t see Gu Jiao, but he immediately spotted Gu Xiaoshun and Gu Yan on the opposite side.
They were sitting next to the dean, receiving special attention, while the rest of the students were seated in the open stands.
Seeing Gu Yan, Xiao Hen almost understood that Gu Jiao must have come, otherwise, given Gu Yan’s health and personality, he wouldn’t have come to watch this excitement for anyone else.
Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun were on the dean’s stand, which also had a cover, but it was incomparable to Xiao Hen’s pavilion and did not provide chilled fruit.
Soon, Xiao Jingkong noticed them too.
"Yah, yah, yah!"
Brother Yan! Brother Xiaoshun!
Excited, Xiao Jingkong started jumping on the spot, "I, I, I want to go... play!"
"Young Master, where would you like to go? Shall I take you?" a maid asked gently, smiling.
"I’ll go by myself!" Xiao Jingkong darted out, halfway through, he turned back, grabbed the chilled fruit from the table, and told his brother-in-law, "I’m off!"
To bring to Brother Yan and Brother Xiaoshun!
Xiao Hen didn’t stop him.
He and Gu Jiao couldn’t openly interact, but Xiao Jingkong’s sociable nature meant his whereabouts wouldn’t raise suspicion.
Besides, it was indeed quite hot.
Xiao Hen glanced at the fruit on the table; his hands were too small to carry much more.
His gaze followed Xiao Jingkong until the little social expert had the dean in stitches, laughing heartily, successfully ingratiating himself with the group. Only then did Xiao Hen shift his attention back to the ongoing bustle of the Cuju field.
The Cuju match was about to begin; it was unclear which turn Tianqiong Academy would play.
In an attic outside the Cuju field, Grandmaster Wu had just gone to draw lots, returning to Tianqiong Academy’s room.
Gu Jiao and Mu Qingchen had already donned their protective gear and were polishing the ball clubs in their hands.
"We’re in the third match," Grandmaster Wu stated.
"Who are we up against this time? Is it Wuyue Academy?" Yuan Xiao inquired.
Yuan Xiao, a student from Mingfeng Hall and a native of Shengdu of Yan Country, played as a fullback, like Zhao Wei from Mingyue Hall, who hailed from Qidu of Yan Country.
Grandmaster Wu said, "Wuyue Academy will play the seventh match; we’re up against Qingyue Academy this time."
Upon hearing Qingyue Academy, everyone but Gu Jiao and Mu Qingchen became unsettled.
Yuan Xiao was at a loss, "How come it’s Qingyue Academy? That’s even worse than facing Wuyue Academy!"
Gu Jiao looked confusedly at Mu Qingchen.
After a pause, Mu Qingchen explained, "Students from Qingyue Academy include members of the Royal Cuju team."
Gu Jiao: "Oh."
Mu Qingchen looked at her deeply, "Aren’t you scared?"
Gu Jiao raised an eyebrow, "Being afraid won’t change their minds."
Mu Qingchen: "..."
Her logic was sound, leaving him no room to argue.
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