He didn't even look at Li Dong'er, who was about to cry, walked to the beginning of the runway and said to the teacher, "I'll participate in the next game."
It’s better to finish the exam quickly and go to Anna later.
This girl is really. She has disappeared for so long and has not seen her. I don’t know if she will worry!
Mo Yunchen gritted his teeth in his heart, and he must hit her pp later!
"Oh, oh!" The referee teacher who had just come to his senses nodded blankly.
"I'll come to this game too!"
"Hmph, I'll come too! I want to see how powerful his spiritual power is!"
A few boys who saw Mo Yunchen were very upset and walked up, looking like they were going to compete.
Judging from their temperament, appearance and figure, their spiritual power should not be very weak. They should be children of the middle and middle level or above of the nobles.
But Mo Yunchen didn't care at all, just asked the teacher, "What is the standard for boys in Class S?"
The teacher didn't expect him to ask so directly. After thinking about it, he stuttered, "Class S... Actually, the standards of each class are different... However, if you run six laps, you should be sure to enter."
Mo Yunchen asked again, "How many circles are the records?"
The teacher answered this quicker, "Eight circles."
Someone next to him said disdainfully, "Oh, do you still want to break the record? Do you think you three are superman? Girls want to break the record, boys want to break the record, and when the rest of us are all useless?"
Mo Yunchen didn't even bother to give him one, "I'll know if it's a waste soon."
Generally, masters with strong enough spiritual power can sense how much spiritual power the people around them have.
Although the exact word count cannot be predicted, the approximate word count can still be felt.
These boys who are very clamoring are indeed very good.
However...Mo Yunchen stood up straight with a cool look, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
With his ability, they have no qualifications to stand with him.
I thought coldly in my heart, and the sound of starting was heard, and the boy next to me rushed out like the wind.
(Mo Yunchen: Author, are you talking about mad dogs? Author: You... Mr. Mo, you speak so sarcastically...)
"Come on! Come on!"
Everyone in the audience shouted, and they didn't know who they were cheering for.
The girl named Li Dong'er was still crying. She looked at Mo Yunchen and shouted hard to cheer him up.
It seems that Mo Yunchen's coldness did not scare her away.