Each person eagerly lined up to introduce themselves.
Very quickly, Yun Qiluo was pulled into the group, making her watch their duels from the side.
Song Shijia sat beside her, watching, feeling increasingly satisfied.
Hmm, once their Luo Luo learns to fight, ordinary people won’t be able to bully her anymore.
At that point, she will feel a bit more at ease.
However, a few of the girls inside couldn’t help but frown.
They frequently glanced toward Yun Qiluo, their expressions not looking very pleasant.
Soone couldn’t resist saying, "She looks so weak, what’s she actually here for?"
Once soone started, the remaining girls couldn’t hold back either.
"I have no problem with Song Shijia joining, but this Yun Qiluo looks so thin and short, a push would topple her, isn’t she here to bring trouble?"
"And look at the guys in our club, she hasn’t even started training yet, and they’re all eager to fawn over her, who’s even willing to hit her?"
"She’s probably here to stir up the boys’ protective instincts, enjoying the spotlight."
"A perfectly fine club, now it’s going to be ruined."
There are quite a few girls in Taekwondo, with almost equal numbers as the boys.
But because you indeed have to endure so hardship in this martial art, many delicate girls can’t take it, crying and making a fuss after a bit of training; many have left since school started.
Those who stayed are the ones with determination and resilience, and they can’t stand those girlish girls who only hold them back.
The newcor Yun Qiluo looked even more frail than those who ca before, naturally, they couldn’t accept it.
Although they spoke in hushed tones, the training room wasn’t that big.
Song Shijia could faintly catch so of their whispers.
Though she was upset, she could understand why they thought this way.
After all... Yun Qiluo did look too petite.
If she’s not welcod here by the girls, she will certainly have a hard ti alone here.
Song Shijia thought about it and simply decided to get a form herself and apply to join.
She said, "In the future, when you co here to train, I’ll accompany you."
Yun Qiluo couldn’t quite understand why those girls, who were so weak in fights, looked down on her.
However, having Song Shijia accompany her made her very happy.
She grinned, revealing a row of beautiful teeth: "Sure!"
"Then shall I take you for so basic training first?" Song Shijia suggested.
Glancing at the people dueling, she feared Yun Qiluo might feel envious and comforted her: "Watching them fight is useless; you have to learn yourself."
The next room was where strength training took place; the facilities were great, with all sorts of sandbags and dumbbells.
Song Shijia thought she had little strength and should start with strength training.
The club president had the sa plan and walked with them toward the next room.
A few girls glanced in their direction, let out a disdainful chuckle, and weren’t interested in following them.
They muttered softly, "Watch, she definitely won’t last two days in the club."
"She might co out crying in ten minutes..."
"Tsk tsk."
Strength training is no joke, especially for those with no foundation; the first session might make you cry.
Song Shijia heard their comnts, fearing it might dent Yun Qiluo’s confidence.
She specially whispered to the president, "Let’s start her on sothing easier; I’m afraid she can’t take it."
However, none of them expected.
It wasn’t Yun Qiluo who ca out crying ten minutes later but the president of their club.
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