Everything seemed to happen in slow motion.
When Su Huiqing looked over, the last bit of the car window closed up and covered the person inside.
That car also started moving away.
"Qingqing, that car looks cool." Qu Yan took a bite off a bun as she exclaimed at the sight of Song San's car.
Su Huiqing retracted her gaze slowly, glanced down slightly, and spoke with a mild tone. "Indeed, it looks quite good."
It was a new car, probably a new model from the racing team in the International Association.
Su Huiqing stuffed her hand into her pocket and walked in the direction of the school gate. "Let's go and collect our military uniforms."
The meeting time was 7:30 A.M.
It was now past 6 A.M.—after eating, queuing, going back to the room for a change of clothes, they would be almost on time.
Su Huiqing's buttons were undone as she put on the belt and totally felt like a different person.
