School grass No. 1 pet: Domineering kisses all night long!

Chapter 162 'Fool' Mo Qishao (1)

This human society, which is so huge that the unit is "billion", is like a kaleidoscope. If you go deep into it from the same perspective, you will get all kinds of strange results. ——Fish Tang Tang "School Grass No. 1 Favorite: Domineering Kissing Non-Stop Night!" "

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Among the people who go to the playground to "check in" every day, 90.00% are sports talents, because the playground is their training ground, and the coach will assign corresponding training tasks every day, so they practice very frequently.

But there are two exceptions. They have nothing to do with the word sharp. They are not as keen on ball games as He Youyi and Ke Ziliang, and they are not female students who want to lose weight after persisting for a day or two.However, the number of times they "check in" is comparable to the tip of the body.

Among the two, one was Lin Mengmeng.

Before running, she will do a few vertical jumps in place to stay excited, and then drink a little glucose water, because long-distance running will consume a lot of sugar in the body.

She was wearing sweat-absorbing sportswear and the professional running shoes He Youyi gave her on her feet. Her breathing rhythm matched her running rhythm. She exhaled for three steps and inhaled for three steps, constantly adjusting her rhythm and tactics within a distance of 1500.

"Hehe, that girl is still practicing well. Deng Yao, you have to be careful."

Wednesday afternoon was the group activity time of the track and field department. Seeing Lin Mengmeng running in full swing, the members all reminded Deng Yao of this.Of course, they didn't really think that Deng Yao would lose, they were just watching the fun.

The corner of Deng Yao's mouth curled up, pretending to be very scared, and said with a smile: "I'm so nervous, I have to compete with her in the sports meeting! Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha! When the time comes, use up some energy and don't hit that girl too hard!"

"That's right, Lin Mengmeng is really training hard anyway, he's better than that idiot, he doesn't do anything, just sits on the horizontal bar every day, and doesn't know what he's looking at, it's really funny."

"Keep your voice down, don't you know that is the seventh young master of the Mo family? Even if he is stupid, so what, he has a lot of power behind him, otherwise how can he entrust his relationship to enter our school?"

The object of their discussion was the "heterogeneous" other than Lin Mengmeng on the playground.

His name is Mo Tse.

Mo Ce has just entered junior high school and is studying in Class 8 ([-]st Grade), but he has only been in school for a week, and he has already become a hot topic among students in the school.

why?
Because, he is a fool, and he is also a handsome fool who makes many girls feel sorry.

His face was as big as a palm, and it was more delicate than the faces of most girls. It can only be said that it came from the hand of God. If it is too much, it is not enough.

He inherited his mother's beautiful bright eyes, although not big, but the double eyelids are very beautiful, the eyelashes are long and curled like a doll, coupled with a perfectly curved nose bridge, and restrained thin lips, already handsome enough to make people blush and heartbeat degree.

But Mo Ce didn't realize how outstanding his appearance was at all. His every move was no different from an ordinary fool. Crazy girls stay away.

If it's just that IQ is relatively low, you'll be stupid everywhere you go, your studies are a mess, and you can't communicate with your classmates normally.

In fact, Mo Tse is a very well-known fool, as can be seen from his surname.

Like Huo Yingcan, the junior high school bully, he belongs to the four major families.

The Mo family behind him has strong financial resources and has been leading the development of the financial industry in City A all year round. Any project under his command can easily cost hundreds of millions of dollars, controlling the lifeblood of many companies' funds.

(End of this chapter)