Chapter 799: 807th North, two

Chapter 799: The Two Hundred Seventh
Suddenly.
All thoughts stopped.
Feng Nai turned his eyes to the side, and his eyes were all scorching: "What did you say?"
"Student Mo Nan is having a fever." The girl with glasses pushed her friend forward, and she spoke faster and faster: "When I took the bus today, she didn't stand firmly. Nan's hands are hot, they should be feverish. "
Nod, desperately nod!
Feng Shao's look was really scary.
Obviously so handsome.
Feng Na took a deep breath and suppressed some emotions before opening her mouth again: "Thank you for telling me this."
"No thanks," the girls whispered, "Feng Shao takes good care of my little brother."
Feng Nai didn't say this time, it's not yours, it's mys.
He deepened his eyes and walked directly towards the infirmary.
The sports meeting is about to begin.
On this day, students don't have to attend class.
But we have to leave the team.
The entire second.
There are a lot of good looks to say.
But if you have a temperament, you will be alone.
Mo Bei was temporarily arrested as a player.
Conduct doubled.
This means that she will not be used for class in the next ten days. As long as her score does not fall, it will not affect the qualification of the national competition.
Such a thing, Mo Bei will definitely agree.
The old class looked at the teenagers who had changed their dark suits, and immediately had confidence in their appearance at the sports meeting of the second middle school this year!
Mo Bei stood there, holding the wooden sign with one hand, and his figure was very clear and upright.
It's like a prince. It's not like coming to the sports meeting. It's like going to a piano performance.
There was an indescribable indifference on his side.
With that translucent cold white complexion.
People can't help but look at it.
The cheerleading girls are blushing.
Xueba Xiaocao took them to the scene, this year is really full of benefits.
Instead, Zhao Jianjian ran over, holding two meat packs in his hand: "Nang, you haven't eaten yet, just come out of the pot, put it down first, and remember to give me a red envelope. I'm poor recently."
Mo Bei glanced at him, turned on the phone and sent a 8.88 in the past, but did not take his meat bag, but drew a bottle of water from his arms.
This made the girl who originally wanted to send water to Mo Bei stomp her feet and snorted.
Zhao Jianjian's humming neck was cold, and he said, "Nang, you have to run long distance. Is it time to come?"
"Um." Mo Bei's voice was very quiet, and there was some sand on listening: "You have my school uniform ready."
Zhao Jianjian nodded: "It's okay, you are so bad, Nange. Gang Niang cannon said that you don't need to apply some BB cream to cover it. I let him go, Nange, are you all right?"
"It's okay." Mo Bei drank half of the water and put it back in his arms, and still said very little: "I'm going."
For the party, the assembly password rang.
As a placard holder, Mo Bei needed to stand there for the first time.
The adolescent young man's body, after putting on a dark suit, handsomely raised the corners of the commander's lips.
Music sounded.
The students in each class returned to their own team.
Either one or two.
You can hear the familiar voice.
"Next to us is ..."
The scene was sensational and the screams were louder than any year.
The leaders sat on the podium, each of them like an old fox, understanding.
The teacher of No.1 Middle School once again raised the urge to grab people.
Even if you study well, you will listen carefully in class and cooperate with signboards.
Unlike them, they reported a long-distance running event.
The teacher thought angrily and confiscated someone's cell phone again.
The boys in No.1 Middle School saw that Mo Bei was holding a card over No.2 Middle School, and they were all discussing.
"I am, lost."
"I think my ears are going to blow up."
"Don't the girls in our class cover it up, that's the second middle school! Rivals!"
"I knew that we should also let Feng Shaolai hold the card. What kind of school flower is required, it is not enough to play."
"They stood together and I knew that Monan was really white."
"Feng Shao is also white."
"Where did Feng Shao go?"
"I don't know, just now."
"Bullying our face is not there."
At this moment, a long voice sounded: "Who's not?"
"Feng Shao!" The boys were all eyes bright. For the first time, Feng Shao's existence was not to fight them, but to consolidate the army!
See if some girls' eyes have returned!
This enthusiasm puzzled Feng Nai. He still had two boxes of medicine in his pocket, and his eyes fell on the side of the second middle school. He didn't find the person he was looking for.
A boy regretted: "Feng Shao, you should come back early so that we will not be whipped by Mo Nan."
Feng Nai showed no interest in the whip corpse, and looked over at him: "Where is she?"
"Monan?" The boy pointed to the far west: "Just walked over."
Because the distance is too far, in this direction Feng Nai can only see very blurred figures over there.
He raised an eyebrow and just wanted to raise his leg.
He was left behind by the voice: "Student Feng Nai, the next project is long-distance running. Where are you going?"
The face of the old class is really ugly.
Also, for such a big sports meeting, Feng Shao seems to be late.
Feng Nai's eyes came over, indifferently: "I'm going for a long run, I'm nervous, just walk and adjust."
I believe in your evil! The teacher said: "Wait until you run, you slowly adjust, your conduct points are not enough for you to deduct, and there is." Speaking of this, the teacher came closer and said in a voice of only two people: Who wrote the last check. "
"My girlfriend."
Unexpected answer.
Make the teacher a little hesitant.
Isn't it all written by Mo Nan.
How did he become a girlfriend?
Just when the teacher paused.
Feng Nai glanced at the phone and lowered his eyes and pressed a line: "Meet you in a while, I have something for you."
Also, send a message in front of the teacher again!
The students in No.1 Middle School couldn't bear to watch their shameless king operate again.
as expected.
The teacher's face is a bit green.
But today you cannot confiscate your phone.
Really angry!
Over there, Mo Bei dropped the sign, his face was so cold that he didn't even sweat.
This is strange.
The brand was unclear, and went down such a large circle.
They all sweated.
There's no such thing as learning a school of high school.
Is it because he wears less.
Mo Bei didn't stay here much.
After changing the school uniform, her brain was a bit swollen, and the coldness caused her to stretch her hand to support the lower wall. The trace of yesterday's bite on the lip flap was still unusually red now. A lot of little girl's soul has gone.
Mo Bei didn't notice. Even when she saw the message, she just pressed the phone and tied her shoelaces, and then she took another sip of mineral water.
Then he paced and walked towards the direction of the men's long-distance running ...
(End of this chapter)