Chapter 74 My alien alarm has gone off and I can’t face him!

Jiemen District West District, Central Teresin University - No! Yes! Holiday!!

Among a series of special cases that can make most students gnash their teeth, 'being able to see other students traveling during the holidays, but you still have to go to school' is one of them.

It is true that the Far East Derby is coming soon. As the second game 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 Satsuki Sho, the first of the classic triple crown, they have high expectations for her upcoming performance. They even feel that they are in the same school with such a double crown candidate.

Training in the same venue makes them feel proud!

——But that has nothing to do with us students in the middle school and university departments!

The racing girls in the middle school department have not yet reached the debut race or even the school trials, while most of the students in the college department have already completed the triple crown that they must win in their careers.

They will all be in place on the day of the competition to witness with their own eyes the winners and losers of the middle distance event that they dream of achieving, but before that they cannot disturb the training of the contestants, and there is no sense of participation in the whole thing.

Or just keep reading, running, swimming, playing chess and other training or self-cultivation.

He actually had to go to school and go to jail before witnessing other people’s dreams!

How cruel!

Even in the high school department, there are some Ma Niangs who have no competitions and feel that life is difficult and they really have no intention of going to class.

So he either looked towards the mobile phone under the table or looked out the window. One of them saw a strange young man walking with Miss Rein.

Because he was wearing a fisherman's hat and the angle was weird, he couldn't see clearly. All he could see was his thin figure and his briefcase that was incompatible with his summer clothes.

But after staring for almost a minute, she still caught sight of a somewhat familiar profile.

"Twin turbines, twin turbines! Twin-turbo-wheels-!" "Ah! Yes!" "Standing at the door!"

"..." After all, one minute of wandering was too long. The blue-haired pony girl who was caught by the teacher took stiff steps amidst the harmless laughter of her classmates and walked to the door of the classroom to stand.

He just stood there honestly for three seconds.

Three seconds later, I immediately took out my phone and logged into Umaline.

[There’s news! There’s news! Turbine saw Miss Reins with a guy she didn’t know!?]

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"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long, Miss Junchuan."

"It doesn't matter. It's better to say that Mr. Linton's speed of changing clothes is a bit unexpected. Of course, it's also surprising that you bring a change of clothes."

Although he noticed someone in the teaching building passing by was staring at him, it was inevitable that Omer pretended not to know, and followed the secretary's lead, chatting while walking.

"After all, it's not a good idea to meet people in a cycling suit, especially when meeting a distinguished person." Compared with his outfit ten minutes ago, although Omo's outfit at the moment is not formal, at least it is no longer so personal. "

As for the speed of changing clothes, it can be said that it is necessary for the odd job I once did."

"For example, the big bear doll at the entrance of the shopping mall." Omo 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 clothing must be customized, otherwise it will be a loss if it is baggy. Considering the informal personality of the chairman, he thinks it is better to wear it privately.

Playing is closer to preferred.

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

Junchuan Reinshao, who had felt that this student had his own reasons in the past, felt that he had said the wrong thing, so he apologized.

"It's okay. I heard that Miss Junchuan is not only responsible for administrative work, but also for announcement management, and also takes care of the extensive business of the chairman's microphone. It's really troublesome to come to guide me when you are so busy."

After Omer finished speaking, he blinked at the unexpected look in the other person's green eyes.

While there is still a little childishness on his face, he can still show a bit of playfulness that is rarely seen on ordinary days.

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

"When you think about the possibility of becoming a job in the future, you can't help but make some preparations. No offense intended."

"You are so humble. Having received many trainers, I can say that your scores so far are very impressive," Junchuan said, glancing at Omo's shoes, which were a pair of black hiking shoes, "and

You're not bad at speed either."

"It's just due to the recent adventure." Omo smiled helplessly and omitted the second half of what he wanted to say.

'And it's not as good as you.'

He could tell that Junchuan Rein was indeed a racehorse girl. Even if the other party's outfit couldn't see the special tail and ears, the legs would still subconsciously distribute the pace and regulate the number of steps.

This allowed her to move quickly even if she didn't move much visually, but she was still fast enough for Omer to actively speed up.

And even if he takes the initiative to speed up, the opponent still always maintains a slight distance ahead, and even takes the initiative to slow down from time to time, waiting for him.

Omo, who did not want to turn his painting style into a walking or even racing, canceled the process of continuing to speed up, but just needed to be more convinced of a certain previous conclusion.

Junchuan Reins, on the other hand, remembered the incident in Tianmen City because of his helpless smile again, and said with a wry smile: "I seem to have said the wrong thing again."

Based on her experience in interacting with people over the years, she felt that there was something wrong with her being so frequent, and she almost doubted herself whether her mentality was not right or she didn't get enough rest.

But for Omer, his feeling was something else.

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

Unexpectedly, after the school bell rang, Central Teresin College really looked like a normal school. Those who should be in the classroom were in the classroom, and those who should be in the playground were in the playground. There were not many people in the aisles, and occasionally there were a few adults.

As I walked by, I simply said hello to the two of them.

Naturally, mainly for Junchuan's reins, Omo is incidental.

Because the three goddesses who were the first to travel through time had already established a school in their home world of Japan, they simply copied the early entrepreneurial process after time traveling.

So much so that the atmosphere here is very Eastern, and even the horse racing ladies who inherit the souls and names of horse racing from other worlds are mostly Eastern horses.

I vaguely feel some kind of goddess preference.

"It doesn't matter, we can't talk about it, and there's no need to worry about it."

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

When it came time to go up the stairs, the inexplicable walking state naturally broke, and Homao was able to stand side by side with him, holding the Junchuan reins and beating the briefcase that he had been paying special attention to from the beginning as to how many things it contained.

After all, she had seen Homais take out a set of regular clothes and a hat from inside, and later said that the riding clothes and helmet were stuffed in.

Even if you just pile up your cycling clothes, can you put a motorcycle helmet in them?

For this kind of prop involving space storage technology, Junchuan Reins can only sigh that he is worthy of being a mercenary.

"Then I wish you good luck and hope that the chairman will not embarrass you."

At this point, Junchuan Reins no longer forcibly conceals the identity of the nobleman. It would be better to say that as early as when Omo said that he had done some preparations, the 'anonymous' treatment was already unnecessary.

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

"Thank you for your good words."

After glancing at Junchuan Reins, who seemed not to accompany him on the visit, Omer took a step forward, took a deep breath, and looked at the extraordinary classical mahogany door in front of him.

Raise your hand and tap lightly.

Then, he suddenly heard a soft drink:

"We are waiting!"

The door, which he thought was a classical one just now, opened at the same time. With a slight mechanical turning sound, Omer's vision suddenly opened up, and he could see the petite lady on the desk in front of him.

It's really on the desk.

She stood directly on it and pointed the folded paper fan at Omo:

"Welcome to Treson Academy! Reins! Why are you still standing there, why don't you come in quickly!"

"……yes!"

Although he was silent for a moment and then issued a response that was considered high-spirited, Omer could still clearly see a trace of deep exhaustion on Miss Junchuan's face.

Bad! Such a 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 book friends 150515113632741, The Waist Will Be Broken, Shenyang Zhenjun Zhenjun, Chu Xiaobai, and Zhen Taotie Youyouzi for their rewards.

The book club will open in a while, maybe a week? Well, it will open in a week.
Chapter completed!