He looked at Jing Ci and suddenly said: "Yangcheng Olympics?"

Yangcheng’s successful bid for the Olympics will happen early next year.

At that time, the whole country was celebrating, and every TV station was taking turns to report on the incident.

If Jing Ci was reborn like him, then he would definitely know.

After saying this, he stared at Jing Ci, not letting go of any of Jing Ci's reactions.

Jing Ci's head was hurting. When he heard his meaningless sentence, he frowned: "What?"

Li Zhou also didn't understand: "What Yangcheng Olympics? Are you sick? Come here and tell us some nonsense."

Qiao An Yanzai looked at Jing Ci carefully for half a minute, and he breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was not reborn.

Although with Jing Ci's IQ, even if he was reincarnated, it would not be able to hinder him in any way, but only by knowing yourself and your friends can you survive a hundred battles, not to mention that this person is still his love rival.

"Nothing." Qiao Anyan smiled, turned and left.

He is the only one who can be favored by God. Even for this reason, he will never continue to degenerate in this life.

He wants to study hard and earn a good future for himself.

And Yingjiao...

Qiao Anyan clenched his fist slightly. He would make up for everything he couldn't get in his previous life.

"No," Li Zhou looked at his back with a puzzled look on his face: "What is he doing here? Is he crazy?"

Jing Ci lowered his eyes, he knew Qiao Anyan's purpose. He was testing himself to see if he was reborn like him.

The Yangcheng Olympics should be something that will happen in the future.

But unfortunately, my original world is different from this world.

"Don't worry about him." Jing Ci pulled Li Zhou and said, "Let's go quickly, otherwise we will be late for the recess exercise meeting."

From the moment he found out that he had exactly the same appearance and name as his original self, Jing Ci had some doubts in his heart.

My own wearing of books may not be an accident.

But nothing special happened later, so Jing Ci put aside this doubt. But now the appearance of Qiao Anyan, accompanied by his headache, made Jing Ci completely confirm his guess.

Qiao Anyan's aura was incompatible with his own.

Perhaps, my goal of staying away from the plot and living my own life cannot be achieved...

But Jing Ci didn't panic. Since everyone was here, the soldiers would come to cover up the water and earth.

The teams of Class 7 are arranged separately for boys and girls.

Girls are arranged in front according to size, and boys are arranged behind girls according to the same rules.

Jing Ci is 1,788 tall and ranks relatively low in the entire class. Yingjiao, on the other hand, is 1,888 tall and ranks at the bottom of the class unchanged for thousands of years.

However, while running today, the people around Jing Ci suddenly changed, and he glanced sideways subconsciously.

"Little classmate, you are running very seriously." Ying Jiao looked at Jing Ci with a hint of teasing in his voice.

Jing Ci's eyes fell on his beautifully shaped thin lips, and his cheeks suddenly felt a little warm. He quickly turned his head, pretending not to hear.

Yingjiao's lazy voice came from behind: "Hey, are you ignoring me?"

"Are you so arrogant?"

"Hey, little classmate, you've been very swollen recently."

The students in Class 7 looked at the two people one after another, their eyes shining with gossip.

Yingjiao was so thick-skinned that he didn't care at all, but Jing Ci couldn't stand such scrutiny.

Seeing that He Cong and Zheng Que could not help but come over to watch the fun, he finally gritted his teeth and turned his head: "If you run around in the team while running, which one of us will be arrogant?!"
Chapter completed!