Qing Chen thought for a moment and said, "Preparations are okay, I should be able to qualify."
"All right, let's head into the station," Tian Hailong led the team into the high-speed train station.
Once everyone was seated on the train, Qing Chen only glanced at the weather forecast before closing his eyes to rest, entering the "winning people over with virtue" mysterious world.
At the same time, he was also maintaining a strange breathing rhythm.
Everybody on the train took out snacks and fruit prepared by their parents, chatting while eating.
Xu Zimo sat next to Qing Chen, silently observing the youth beside him, looking at his worn backpack…
She had seen this backpack a long time ago, since the first day Qing Chen came to Los Angeles Foreign Language School as a high school freshman, carrying it on his back.
