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Chapter 74 My Alien Alarm Is Sounding, I Can't Face It!
West District of Jiemen District, Central Teresan University—no!Have!put!Fake! !
Among the series of special cases that make most students gnash their teeth, 'I can see other students traveling during the holidays, but I have to go to school' is one of them.

It is true that the Far East Derby is just around the corner. As the second round of the classic Triple Crown, it is eye-catching enough to attract the attention of countless horse girls.

Especially for Ma Niang, who has already won the first crown of the Classic Triple Crown, Gaoyue Award, they have high expectations for their upcoming performance, and even feel that being in the same school as a candidate for the double crown, It is an honor for them to train in the same field!

——But that has something to do with our middle school and university students!
The horse girls in the middle school department have not yet reached the debut competition, or even the school trials, while most of the students in the university department have already completed the three championships that must be passed in their careers.

They will all be in place on the day of the competition and witness the gestures of the winners and losers in the middle-distance race that fulfill their dreams, but before that, they cannot disturb the training of the competitors, and there is no sense of participation in the whole thing.

Or honestly study, run, swim, play chess and other training or self-cultivation.

Before witnessing the path of other people's dreams, you still have to go to class and go to jail!

How cruel!

Even in high school, there are Ma Niangs who have no competitions in the current period and feel that life is difficult, and they really don't want to go to class.

So they either looked at the mobile phone under the table, or looked out the window, and one of them saw a strange young man walking with Miss Rein at a glance.

Because he was wearing a fisherman's hat and the angle was so weird that he couldn't see clearly, he could only see the other party's thin figure and the briefcase that didn't fit in with the summer outfit.

But after staring at it for almost a minute, she still caught sight of a somewhat familiar side face.

"Twin turbos, twin turbos! Twin-turbo-wheels!" "Ah! Yes!" "Stand at the door!"

"..." One minute of distraction was too long after all, the blue-haired little horse girl who was caught by the teacher walked stiffly amidst the innocent laughter of the students, and walked to the door of the classroom as punishment.

Just stood there for three seconds.

Three seconds later, he immediately took out his phone and logged into Umaline.

[There is news! There is news!Turbine saw Miss Reins with a little brother she didn't know!?]
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"Trouble keeping you waiting again, Miss Susakawa."

"It's okay, it's better to say that Mr. Linton's change of clothes was a bit unexpected. Of course, it is also surprising that you will bring a change of clothes."

Although he noticed that someone in the passing teaching building was staring at him, it was inevitable that Homa pretended to be ignorant, and walked and chatted with the secretary leading the way.

"After all, it's not good to meet people in a cycling outfit, especially when meeting a noble person." Compared with the outfit 10 minutes ago, Homa's attire at the moment is not formal, but at least it's not so personal, " As for the speed of changing clothes, it can be said that it is required by the odd jobs I have worked in the past."

"For example, the big bear doll at the entrance of the shopping mall." Aomo smiled, with a helpless smile.

In fact, he also wanted to be more formal, such as getting a formal suit or something.But that kind of clothes must be made to order, otherwise loose and loose will be a deduction item, and considering the chairman's unrestrained personality, he thinks it is closer to the best choice to play in private servers.

But in the eyes of the secretary, his smile is similar to the hardships of the work-study program in the past.

Long ago, Junchuan felt that the student had his own difficulties, and felt that he had said something wrong, so he apologized.

"It doesn't matter, but I heard that Ms. Junchuan is not only responsible for administrative work, but also for announcement management, taking care of a wide range of business such as the chairman's microphone. It is really troublesome to come to guide me when I am so busy."

After Omer finished speaking, he blinked at the unexpected look in the green eyes of the other party.

Taking advantage of the half-childish look on his face, he can still show a bit of playfulness that is rarely seen on weekdays.

When there are no aliens around, he is still willing to be cheerful.

"When you think about what might become the job of the future, you have to do a little bit of homework, no offense intended."

"You are too humble. I have received many trainers and I can say that your scores so far are very impressive," Jun Chuan said, and glanced at Omer's shoes, which were a pair of black hiking shoes, "and You're not even bad at speed."

"It's just due to a recent adventure." Amo smiled helplessly, omitting the second half of the sentence he wanted to say.

' And not as good as you. '

He could tell that Junchuan Rein was indeed a racehorse lady, even if the other party's attire couldn't see the special tail and ears, but those legs would still subconsciously control the distribution of steps and the number of steps.

This allowed her to reach the level where Omer needed to take the initiative to speed up even though she didn't move much visually.

And even if he took the initiative to speed up, the opponent still kept a little distance ahead, and even slowed down actively from time to time, waiting for him.

Omer, who didn't want to change the style of painting into a race or even a race, canceled the process of continuing to speed up, just need to be more convinced of the guess of a previous conclusion.

As for Jun Chuan's reins, he remembered the incident in Tianmen City because of his helpless smile again, and said with a wry smile: "I seem to have said something wrong again."

Based on her experience of interacting with people over the years, she felt that there was something wrong with stepping on mine so frequently, and she almost doubted whether her mentality was not correct or her rest was not in place.

As far as Omer is concerned, his feelings are different.

He was lamenting that no one disturbed him along the way.

I didn't expect Central Treyson College to be like a normal school after the class bell was rang. Those who should be in the classroom are in the classroom, and those who should be in the playground are in the playground. There are not many people in the aisle, and occasionally there are a few adults. He walked by and simply said hello to the two of them.

Naturally, the main reins for Susakawa, and Omer belongs incidentally.

Because the three goddesses who were the first to cross over had already established a school in Japan, their home world, after they crossed over, they simply reproduced a wave of early entrepreneurial processes.

So much so that the ethos here is very eastern, and even the horse girls who inherit the soul and name of horse racing from other worlds are mostly extreme eastern horses.

I can vaguely feel some kind of goddess' preference.

"It's okay, it's out of the question, and you don't have to worry about it."

"That adventure actually taught me a lot. If I really have the opportunity to work in this academy, I might have the opportunity to reveal it to you."

When it was time to go up the stairs, the inexplicable state of race walking was naturally broken, and Homa was able to stand side by side with him, holding the Susakawa rein to beat the briefcase that he had paid special attention to how much it contained from the beginning.

After all, she had seen Homare take out a uniform and hat from it, and then said that the riding suit and helmet were all stuffed in.

Even if the cycling clothes are stacked, can the motorcycle helmet be stuffed in?

For this kind of props involving space storage technology, Junchuan rein can only feel that he is worthy of being a mercenary,

"Then I wish you the best of luck, and I hope the chairman won't embarrass you."

Now that the matter has come to this point, Chun Chuan's reins will no longer forcibly conceal the identity of the nobleman. It would be better to say that the 'anonymous' process was already unnecessary when Aumer said that he had done some preparations.

Not to mention, during this conversation, the two had already reached the floor where the chairman's office was located.

"I accept your good words."

Glancing at the reins of Junchuan, who didn't seem to be planning to visit with him, Homa took a step forward, took a deep breath, and looked at the magnificent classical mahogany gate in front of him.

Raise your hand and tap lightly.

Then, suddenly there was a light drink:
"Welcome!"

Just now, the door that was thought to be classical opened simultaneously with this drink, and with the slight sound of the mechanism turning, Homa's vision suddenly opened up, and he was able to see the petite lady on the desk in front of him.

is really on the desk.

She stood directly on it, pointing at Omer with the folded paper fan:

"Welcome to Teresan Academy! Rein! Why are you still in a daze, why don't you come in quickly!"

"……Yes!"

Although there was a moment of silence before he gave a tentatively high-spirited response, Homa still clearly saw a trace of deep exhaustion on Miss Susakawa's face.

broken!Very familiar expression.
Omer was startled, and suddenly realized something.

The reason she didn't come in didn't seem to be out of respect.

　Thanks to the book friends 150515113632741, the waist is about to break, the real king of deep ocean holding breath, Chu Xiaobai, and the real glutton Youyouzi for their rewards.

　　The book friend group will open in a while, about a week?Well, let's open it in a week.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)