On the tournament field, the originally clear sky suddenly began to turn overcast, as one by one, the white clouds were blown away, gradually covering the sky with a layer of shadow.
He Yu suddenly lifted her foot, walked up to Ji You, and said, "Class President, looking at the weather, it seems it's going to rain, we are—"
She suddenly curled a finger slightly, making an almost imperceptible 'kill' gesture, inquiring Ji You's intention.
Ji You glanced at her and said, "In this kind of weather, don't worry, it's just thunder without much rain, won't become a major issue. Don't overthink, just follow me. As long as I have something to eat, you won't go hungry."
"The competition hasn't officially started yet. How to proceed will depend on the specific rules from the organizers, then we'll plan accordingly." Ji You slightly chastised, then reassured, "Don't worry, we already have our strategy. We'll discuss again when Wang Qiang and Zhang Jian return."
