Crosson Base.
The luxury car glided, its body pushed back by the expensive fission engine, and it passed by like a meteor.
Many trainees lying on the grass looked up in surprise.
In the dormitory next door, several A-level trainees who were watching the variety show and eating melon seeds quickly surrounded the window.
Mingyao looked envious: "Whose car is this?!"
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