High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 482 Those are the best proof
But the only constant is.

That is the blood of their youth.

tried hard.

worked hard.

These are the best proof.

After thinking about it clearly, Mo Cong whistled immediately, suspended the basketball sparring, and called everyone over.

Because he knew the key starting point, Mo Cong sorted out his thoughts and started an hour-long thought planning.

The final decision was that they did not suspend training.

Because it was hard to find the key point.

Once paused, I am afraid that this key point will change again in a short time.

So, represented by Mo Cong, they took Lin Zhaoxia with them and went to the student union together.

Because it requires approval.

After all, near the end of the period, all activities in Shengyuan have been suspended.

So when Mo Cong brought Lin Zhaoxia to the student union to meet Lan Yan, the president of Bingshan Student Union, after finishing the application and reasons, Lan Yan just rolled her eyelids, and said in a cold voice, "Final exam."

Mo Cong immediately said, "Don't worry, President, we will definitely do a good job in the training under the problem of guaranteeing the results."

Lin Zhaoxia seconded the proposal, she just came here to cooperate, "What my captain wants to say is what I want to say."

Qingyan never leaves the place where Lan Yan is.

At this time, she was flipping through the documents that had not been sorted out on the sofa beside her.

Hearing the boy's words, he raised his head uncontrollably, and said with the curve of his lips just right, "Xiao Xiazi, you are too perfunctory."

Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows and smiled evilly, "I came here to cooperate, why not be perfunctory."

Qingyan stopped talking.

It's just that the arc of the smile on his lips remained unchanged.

The smiling tiger was right.

This has long been judged.

Calculate it like this.

The figures of the other two people flashed in Lin Zhaoxia's mind, and the smile on her lips became even more sinister.

The three famous people around him smiled like tigers.

After this thought went away, Lin Zhaoxia suddenly thought of something, looked around the space, and couldn't help raising her eyebrows again, "Where's Mo Ya?"

Qingyan propped her chin, her eyes flickered, "I have a small cold and some fever, so I rested at home."

Lin Zhaoxia nodded.

No wonder she hasn't seen that black-bellied little girl for a few days.

With Lan Yan's approval, Mo Cong thought for a while, and then pursued another privilege, "President, can you lend us Shengyuan's gymnasium for training after the holiday?"

Lan Yan nodded again.

For this kind of thing, as long as it is reasonable, it does not violate some unique arrangements of Shengyuan.

She basically never stops it.

In fact, it is difficult for outsiders to talk, and Lan Yan, who has a cold demeanor, is still very easy to talk to.

Mo Cong was naturally aware of this.

I was a little surprised.

Apart from talking less, the President Bingshan in front of him was surprisingly good at talking.

But he didn't show it at all, he got the approval, Lan Yan's handwritten approval letter and signature, and then he took Lin Zhaoxia away.

At noon, what was more surprising was that the little princess who had promised to come and have lunch with Lin Zhaoxia did not come.

But it's good if you don't come, and you won't cause any trouble.

Thinking this way, Lin Zhaoxia ate a few mouthfuls, and then gathered in the gymnasium again to continue training.

The afternoon class is still a review.

This time it was the class of the very stuffy English teacher again.

Lin Zhaoxia didn't want to be called a parent again.

Let me tell Mo Cong that I really rushed to the teaching building 10 minutes earlier.

(End of this chapter)