Suddenly.
All thoughts stopped.
Feng Nai turned his eyes sideways, his eyes burning a little: "What did you say?"
"Student Mo Nan has a fever." The girl with glasses pushed her friend forward, speaking faster and faster: "When she was on the bus today, she couldn't stand still, so she was helped by Mo Nan, saying Mo Nan Student Nan's hands are hot, he must have a fever."
Nod, nod desperately!
Feng Shao's eyes are really a little scary.
Obviously so handsome.
Feng Nai took a deep breath, and after suppressing some emotions, he spoke again: "Thank you for telling me this."
"You're welcome." The girls whispered, "Young Master Feng will just take good care of my little brother."
This time Feng Nai didn't say, it's not yours, it's mine.
He rolled his eyes and walked directly towards the infirmary.
The sports meeting is about to begin.
On this day, students do not have to attend classes.
But you have to go in the phalanx.
The whole No. 2 Middle School.
To say that there are many good-looking ones.
But those who have temperament are only the school grass.
Mo Bei was temporarily arrested as a card holder.
Conduct points doubled.
It also means that she will not be used for class for the next ten days, and as long as her grades do not fall behind, her qualifications for the national competition will not be affected.
Mo Bei would definitely agree to such a thing.
Lao Ban looked at the teenagers who had changed into dark suits, and immediately had confidence in their appearance at the sports meeting of No. 2 Middle School this year!
Mo Bei stood there, holding a wooden sign in one hand, his figure was very tall and straight, very conspicuous.
He looks like a prince, not like he is here to participate in a sports meeting, but rather like he is going to participate in some piano performance.
There was an indescribable indifference in the handsome side face.
Pair it with that translucent cool white complexion.
There will always be people who can't help but look at it.
The cheerleaders are all blushing.
And Xueba Xiaocao took them around the scene, this year is really full of benefits.
On the contrary, Zhao Jianjian ran over with two meat buns in his hand: "Brother Nan, you haven't eaten yet, just put it out of the pot, put it down first, and just remember to give me a red envelope later, I'm poor recently."
Mo Bei glanced at him, turned on his phone and sent 8.88, instead of taking his meat bun, he took a bottle of water from his arms.
This made the girl who wanted to bring water to Mo Bei stomp her feet and snort.
The back of Zhao Jianjian's neck felt cold from being hummed, and he said, "Brother Nan, you have to go for a long-distance run soon, can you make it in time?"
"Yeah." Mo Bei's voice was very light, and there was a little rust when he listened carefully: "You get my school uniform ready."
Zhao Jianjian nodded: "That's okay, but Brother Nan, your complexion is too bad. The girl just said, do you need to apply some BB cream to cover it up, and I'll let him go. Brother Nan, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Mo Bei put the half-drinked water back into his arms, and said little: "I'm going."
Those who walked in the square team, the assembly password rang.
As the one holding the sign, Mo Bei needed to stand there immediately.
The youthful and tall young body, after putting on a dark suit, is so handsome that the corners of the conductor's mouth can't help but rise.
The music started.
The students in each class returned to their own teams.
Either first or second.
You can hear that familiar voice.
"The one coming down to us is..."
The scene was sensational, and the screams were louder than in any other year.
The leaders sat on the rostrum, each of them understood like an old fox.
The teacher of No. 1 Middle School once again had the urge to steal someone.
It doesn't matter if you study well, listen carefully in class, and cooperate with raising placards.
Unlike their side, they applied for a long-distance running event, but it hasn't appeared yet.
The teacher thought angrily, confiscate someone's mobile phone again.
The boys in the No. 1 Middle School saw that it was Mo Bei holding the sign over there in the No. 2 Middle School, and they were all talking about it.
"Fuck, I lost."
"I feel like my ears are going to explode."
"The girls in our class don't hide it, it's No. 2 Middle School! Old enemy!"
"I knew we should have asked Feng Shao to come and raise the cards. What kind of school beauty we want is not enough."
"When they stood together, I knew Mo Nan was really white."
"Young Master Feng is also white."
"Where did Young Master Feng go?"
"I don't know, it's still there."
"Bullying our appearance is not in charge."
At this moment, a rambling voice sounded: "Who's not here?"
"Young Master Feng!" The boys' eyes lit up. For the first time, they felt that the existence of Young Master Feng was not to hit them, but to strengthen the morale of the army!
Look, some girls' eyes have come back!
Such enthusiasm made Feng Nai a little puzzled. He still had two boxes of medicine in his pocket, and his eyes fell on the No. 2 Middle School, but he didn't find the person he was looking for.
A boy said regretfully: "Young Master Feng, you should come back earlier, so that we won't be whipped to death by Mo Nan."
Feng Nai had no interest in whipping the corpse, so he looked over: "Where is she?"
"Mo Nan?" The boy pointed to the westernmost side: "Just walked over."
Because the distance was too far, in Feng Nai's direction, he could only see a blurry figure over there.
He raised his eyebrows, just about to raise his legs.
He was left behind by the voice behind him: "Student Feng Nai, the next project is a long-distance run. Where are you going?"
Lao Ban's face was really ugly.
Also, for such a big sports meeting, Young Master Feng seems to be a little late.
Feng Nai looked sideways, casually: "I'm going to run a long distance, I'm nervous, so just walk around and adjust."
I believe your evil! The teacher said: "Wait until you start running, and if you adjust slowly, your conduct points will not be enough for you to deduct any more." Having said that, the teacher came a little closer, and said in a voice of only two people: " Who wrote the last inspection."
"My girlfriend."
Unexpected answer.
It made the teacher a little confused.
Isn't it rumored that Mo Nan wrote it
How did you become a girlfriend
Just when the teacher stopped.
Feng Nai glanced at the phone, lowered his eyes and pressed a line: "I'll meet you later, I have something for you."
Again, send a message in front of the teacher again!
The students in No. 1 Middle School couldn't bear to watch their young master Feng's king operation anymore.
as expected.
The teacher's face was a little green.
But mobile phones cannot be confiscated today.
Really angry!
Over there, Mo Bei, who put down the sign, had a cold side face, not even sweating.
This is what makes people feel strange.
The sign is not clear, so I walked in such a long circle.
They were all sweating.
There is no such thing as a school bully.
Is it because he wears less.
Mo Bei didn't stay here much.
After changing the school uniform, her brain was a little swollen, and she stretched out her hands to support the wall after waves of coldness. The bite marks on her lips from yesterday were still there, and now they looked abnormally red. The souls of many little girls have been taken away.
Mo Bei didn't pay attention. Even when she saw the message, she just turned off her phone, tied her shoelaces, and took another sip of mineral water.
Then he paced and walked towards the direction where the men's long-distance running events were gathered...
(end of this chapter)