"Good riddance!"
On the way home from school in the afternoon, several middle schoolers on modified motorcycles were barreling down the road, and the next second, one of them attempting a wheelie crashed and his gear exploded all over the place.
Seated on the school bus, Xu Qingfan couldn't help but clap his hands in delight.
"Tsk tsk tsk~" Xiao Ruawen also shook her head and sighed, saying, "I hope the road is okay."
The school bus didn't stop, its wheels rolling over the scattered gear.
Xia Xiaoxiao withdrew her gaze and furrowed her brow, saying, "They were wearing the Licheng Middle School uniform, right? Doesn't the school care at all?"
Licheng Middle School was only a few hundred meters away from Lianhua Courtyard, and they often encountered students wearing Licheng Middle School uniforms.