Chapter 168
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"Time's up. Let the competition begin!" The emcee announced and everyone started moving.
Yan Qingchi watched as Yang Xinhe and Yu Haoyuan rushed out. She looked up at Jiang Mochen and asked, "Shall we run too?"
Jiang Mochen nodded and said, "Let's go."
The two of them quickly ran out.
Yang Xinhe and Yu Haoyuan were running when they suddenly saw Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen overtake them. Yan Qingchi looked back at them and smiled. "We'll be leaving first."
Yang Xinhe was stunned. "How did they run so fast?"
Yu Haoyuan thought for a moment. "This might be their ability. After all, they came in first in the test."
Fei Jingyu saw Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen leading the way. He cursed them and ran away. Yue Ziming hurriedly followed him and ran forward with him.
Led by them, the others also started running. Yu Xiaoyu watched as Wei Zhihang ran so far away in one breath. She was a little angry that he did not wait for her, but she was unwilling to call out to him. Hence, she mustered up her energy and ran towards him.
Zhang Ningwei saw that her friends were all running so fast. She was so worried that she wanted to spend money to increase her physical strength. It was not that she did not work hard. It was just that she had not developed any athletic skills since she was young. Every time she ran 800 meters, it depended on the teacher's mood. If the teacher was in a good mood, she could barely pass. If the teacher was in a bad mood, she had to take endless make-up tests.
Mo Xiaoxiao saw that she was frowning unconsciously and comforted her. "It's okay, Weiwei. Don't be afraid. I've learned pottery before. It doesn't matter if we arrive a little later. Take your time. There's no rush."
Zhang Ningwei instantly felt even more guilty. "Why can't living people be like characters in games? As long as they are willing to spend money, they can buy anything they want. I have money. I'm willing to spend money just to improve my physical strength. Is this too much to ask? "
Mo Xiaoxiao laughed. "It's not too much. It's a pity that you're not a character in a game. Spending money won't make you stronger. Give up, girl."
The emcee looked at their backs and said exaggeratedly in front of the camera, "Let's see which team will win the first match of the first episode of 'Best Partners'. Let's wait and see!"
Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen arrived at the bus stop. They got on the bus and looked at the route on the mission card in their hands. was looking at the route, they got on the bus. and looked at the route... Jiang... Jiang Mochen said.
Yan Qingchi nodded. He looked up and saw Yang Xinhe and the others chasing after them. They waved desperately from behind the bus, wanting the bus to stop. Yan Qingchi couldn't help but smile. He waved at Yang Xinhe. Yang Xinhe bent over and held his knees. He felt that he was really miserable.
When they arrived at the city center, Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen followed the instructions on the mission card and reversed the bus. Then, they got off at Jenny Street.
He looked around the shops and didn't see the 'Rose Garden Art Gallery' written on the mission card. Yan Qingchi looked at the passers-by. He walked in front of a blonde young man with a backpack and asked him, "Do you know the Rose Garden Art Gallery?"
The young man shook his head.
He asked the girl who was standing next to him and waiting for the bus. The girl repeated his question and pointed him in the direction.
Yan Qingchi thanked her politely and looked at Jiang Mochen beside him. "We need to walk a little further."
He looked at the variety of shops on the street in front of him and suggested to Jiang Mochen eagerly, "Let's walk around. Otherwise, even if we arrive first, it will be meaningless if Fei Jingyu isn't there even after the painting is finished and the teacher has judged it."
"Okay." Jiang Mochen agreed. It was rare for them to go abroad together. They were different from other people who came here specifically to film for the show. The two of them felt more like they were traveling at public expense. They had never been to this street before. It was not a bad idea to walk around and wait for Fei Jingyu on the way.
"If we had known, we wouldn't have run so fast just now," Jiang Mochen said.
"That's different." Yan Qingchi looked at him. "If we didn't run so fast, we would have wasted all our time on the road. Where would we find the time to shop? Come, let's go in and take a look. "Yan Qingchi pointed at a shop.
The two of them walked in together. It was a bookstore. There was a round table on the ground near the window, and young men and women were sitting on the chairs and reading. Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen looked at the books on the bookshelves and quietly left. They walked to the shop next door. It was an accessory shop. Yan Qingchi wanted to go in, but Jiang Mochen suddenly thought of something and pulled him back. "Let's not go to this shop. Let's go next door and take a look."
Yan Qingchi was a little confused. Jiang Mochen did not say anything and directly pulled him to the shop next door.
Yan Qingchi felt that he was acting strange and asked him, "Why didn't we go into the shop just now?"
Jiang Mochen thought to himself, What other reason could there be? I was afraid that you would ask me about the ring or want to buy it. He was a little worried. Why was it only May? Why wasn't it June yet? He had waited for so long, but it was still not Yan Qingchi's birthday. As he was thinking, he looked up and saw the name of the shop — Candy.
"Let's go." Jiang Mochen turned Yan Qingchi around and pushed him into the shop. "I'll buy you some candy."
Yan Qingchi heard him and looked up to see the shop's name. He walked in happily.
The owner of the shop was a young girl with a high ponytail and a white dress. When she saw them enter, she greeted them in Chinese.
Yan Qingchi looked at her and asked, "Are you from China?"
The girl smiled. "Don't I look like a Chinese?"
"You do. I'm just a little surprised to meet a fellow countryman in a foreign land."
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