In the corner of the first row of the stands, Zhao Dongmei was holding her beloved shot put, cheering for Shen Yixiao.
To her left sat a girl with a mushroom haircut, her jet-black hair neatly pressed against her ears, with the ends curled inward, making her face appear even rounder.
A pair of black-framed glasses rested on her nose, with eyes behind the lenses that seemed a bit evasive, as if she wasn't used to such crowded places.
However, after listening to Lin Xiamo's words, her eyes behind the lenses lit up instantly.
"Dongmei, Dongmei!"
"I want to sign up!!"
The girl with the mushroom haircut said immediately to Zhao Dongmei beside her.
"What a money-grubber."
"Didn't want to come before, and now wants to enter the competition!"
Although Zhao Dongmei was complaining, she stood up at once, waving her arms at Lin Xiamo while jumping.
