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Chapter 62 This Bamboo Horse Is A Little Sweet 9
The school has regulations that cycling inside the campus is prohibited.

Therefore, the four teenagers who arrived at the gate had to stop in time, and reluctantly pushed the mountain bike into the school gate.

As for why it is helpless?
In fact, it's not that they really want to obey this school rule. After all, there are indeed many people in the school who rode in...

The key is their boss.

The boss took the lead to be a good student, so how could they have the nerve to ride in front of his own boss?

.........

The entrance of the campus was still noisy as usual, and there were quite a lot of discussions here, gradually spreading around.

Maybe it was because of the desertedness in the morning, but I didn't find it particularly disturbing to hear these rustling discussions.

Mo Zichen's outfit looks clean and elegant today. His upper body is a relatively large off-white casual outfit, and his lower body is wearing a pair of simple light blue casual pants. The whole person looks quite trendy without losing his style a feeling of.

His height was already tall and straight, just standing there was a landscape that could not be ignored.

Basically summed up in one sentence -

People with fair skin look good in anything they wear.

A person with a good figure looks good in anything.

.........

Mo Zichen got off the mountain bike, supported the front of the bike with one hand, and walked into the campus as usual.

Because when he just arrived at the gate of the campus, Xia Ling's blue and white figure disappeared at the end of the corner of the campus.

Therefore, Mo Zichen did not see her.

He pushed the cart into the campus, followed by the four teenagers, and Jing Kefan pushed the mountain bike and walked beside Mo Zichen.

Jing Kefan took a special look at his boss, and when he thought of his absent-minded state of playing two days ago, he couldn't help it, and asked with a concerned tone: "Zichen, are you feeling unwell recently? You've been absent-minded lately."

Jing Kefan actually didn't want to ask Mo Zichen at this time.

But after all, the game is coming soon, and the basketball game between Huaquan College and Dongyang College is a game that many schools in the city pay attention to.

This is the last basketball game to reach the district level since the National Basketball Competition. It is related to the promotion of the second division and the issue of being a district representative campus.

Almost which college wins, which college can not only continue to march to the provincial level on behalf of the college, but also represent the entire district to march to the provincial level.

It can be said that the current basketball game of Huaquan College is the first turning point since playing the game for such a long time. Huaquan College must not lose the opportunity in this game.

These passionate teenagers who love basketball each have their own basketball dreams and basketball competitions. The country holds such a national basketball competition to stimulate youth on campus.

.........

Mo Zichen's beautiful eyes swept over Jing Kefan's body, and then he gave a somewhat absent-minded "um", as if he didn't want to talk to him, and his mood was very low.

Jing Kefan: "..."

Boss, your level of absent-mindedness is a bit obvious.

Jing Kefan was really scared, he was the second head of their school basketball team besides the boss.

His boss had a problem, so he had to take care of it.

Including the action of asking the boss about his mood this time, it was also after the three guys discussed it that they gave him the overlord to ask for instructions.

As the second head of the family, he should not be too humble.

Jing Kefan felt helpless in his heart over and over again, after all, he is also the young master of the Jing Group, why is he so useless?
Seeing the boss's unmotivated look, Jing Kefan naturally didn't dare to provoke him. After playing around for so long, he still knows a little bit about his words and demeanor.

Students entered the campus one after another, and the quiet campus in the early morning was immediately filled with the active life of young people, full of youth, most of which were youthful and fearless.

.........

After Xia Ling entered the school, after several inquiries, he finally found Zhang Yue's office.

According to what her father told her yesterday, this semester, her class teacher should be Zhang Yue.

Because Xia Ling is a freshman and also a report student, before officially going to school, he has to come here to sign in and confirm formally.

"Snap, snap, snap"

The crisp knocking sound came from the new black anti-theft door, resounding inside the campus, with a faint sense of hearing.

Xia Ling was carrying a light blue canvas schoolbag on his shoulders, knocking on the door in a well-mannered manner, looking at him like a school bully.

The head teacher's office in the next class suddenly opened the door, and a man in a black suit walked out from the inside. With a slight flicker of his eyes, he came to Xia Ling.

A pair of black and serious teaching eyes looked at Xia Ling kindly.

He has taught for many years and has known people for many years. For a girl like this with a quiet temperament and wearing a school uniform, he can guarantee that there is an eighty-tenth chance of being a good student.

It's just a pity...

It's a pity that it's not his student...

"Crack!"

Xia Ling suddenly heard a sound from the anti-theft door in front of her. She stopped, and the anti-theft door was opened from the inside, and a young woman holding a Chinese textbook in her arms came out.

(End of this chapter)