On an ordinary Thursday afternoon, Zuo Rong sat in the classroom as usual, listening to English classes.

In his eyes, English classes were the most hypnotic. But with the spell of knowing language, every knowledge point explained by the English teacher became so simple. Now of course, it is no longer hypnotic, but he inevitably feels a little bored - it is like a junior high school student listening to elementary Chinese classes, which is really unchallenging.

Suddenly, he felt the cell phone in his pocket tremble.

Theoretically, middle school students cannot bring their mobile phones to class, and the school also stipulates this. But since the magician and daughter of the family, he has brought their mobile phones to class every day.

Otherwise, if he met an unexpected enemy one day, he would not even be able to send a distress signal.

Zuo Rong lowered his head and saw that the caller ID was Aunt Du. His stepmother usually doesn't make phone calls, so what's the purpose now?

However, at this moment, the English teacher suddenly said, "Zuo Rong, tell me what words should be filled in this place?"

Zuo Rong put his phone back into his pocket at a very fast speed, stood up and looked at the blackboard.

Then he said, "It should be of."

The English teacher raised his eyebrows: "I thought you were doing small movements and listening to the class? Or do you no longer need to listen to the class?"

Zuo Rong smiled and said, "Of course I'm listening to the class."

"Then sit down." The English teacher nodded slightly at him and continued to give a lecture.

Zuo Rong patted the arm of the female deskmate next to her and lowered her voice and said, "Please help me watch it, okay, I want to make a call."

Hearing this, Qian Yingxue was stunned: "Are you so arrogant?"

Zuo Rong said helplessly: "It's not that it's arrogant, it's really something..."

Qian Yingxue curled her lips: "I can help you stare at it. The question is, how do you call? Do you slip out of the classroom?"

Zuo Rong shook his head, stood up the English textbook on the table, then slid down and got under the table.

In this way, he curled up under the table and called back Aunt Du's phone number. When he stood up and answered the question, the call had already hung up.

After the callback was answered, what he heard was Duna's voice: "Hey, are you free now?"

Zuo Rong asked in a tight voice: "I'm in class, what's wrong with you?"

Duna: "The compensation for B station should be in the backend. Withdraw and transfer money, can I do this?"

Zuo Rong: "Transfer?"

Duna: "Yes, transfer it to my mother, and I can spend it. Don't say you don't have a bank card, your father said that your New Year's money is all stored in the bank."

Zuo Rong: "I have a bank card...but why are you in a hurry to transfer money? Do you want to buy clothes or eat?"

Duna: "None is not, it's a serious matter!"

"Serious business?" Zuo Rong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, "Are you saying you want to use the money to seduce the rabbit?"

Duna's voice had a smile: "Hasn't Shirley's position already shaken? Then work harder and try to make her surrender as soon as possible. As long as she surrenders, our lives can be calm for a long time."

I have to say that the girl said the five words "Our Life" in her mouth made Zuo Rong feel a little bit imaginative.

He asked, "If Shirley fell to us, how long can the Magic Society calm down?"

Duna thought for a few seconds and replied, "According to my mother's estimate, it will be half a year to two years. If I want to say, as long as Shirley sends some false information back, the association will be quiet for at least one year."

Zuo Rong was a little surprised: "So long?"

Duna explained: "Any action that crosses the barriers of the world will leave enough room for time. Because the situation in each world is different, it may be very complicated... In short, that's it, so hurry up and transfer money."

Zuo Rong subconsciously wanted to agree, but suddenly, he realized a question: "Wait, your mother is rich too, why should she use the reward from B station?"

The other end of the phone is quiet.

Zuo Rong continued: "This is a serious matter. It is impossible for your mother and my father to agree to spend money. Unless you continue to tempt Shirley to buy clothes and food for yourself..."

"Oh!" Duna interrupted, "What are you doing when you ask so clearly? If you don't say it, don't say it anymore, you're still in class!"

Then the girl hung up the phone.

This reaction is also quite cute... Zuo Rong was smirking secretly, but he felt that his shoulder was being patted.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Yingxue's voice, the volume is very low but it is particularly urgent: "The teacher is coming here, I'm here for you."

Zuo Rong quickly stuffed his phone into her hand: "Help me get it!"

Just as I handed out the phone, the English teacher's voice rang:

"Zuo Rong, do you think I'm blind? Such a big person is gone, can I not see it? Can a book stop it?"

He got up, sat back on the chair, and looked up at the teacher.

The teacher weighed the chalk in his hand and asked again: "What did you do just now?"

Zuo Rong: "I... tie my shoelaces."

The teacher frowned.

"Just just now I found that the shoelaces were wrapped in a dead knot, and I couldn't get them open for a long time."

While Zuo Rong was speaking, he stepped on the right shoelace with his left foot and pulled it hard. Unfortunately, he did not create a knot, but pulled it away directly.

The teacher subconsciously glanced at his feet, but his eyes were blocked by the desk. She didn't pursue it anymore, but just warned: "Listen to the class carefully, don't be proud, I'm waiting to see your monthly exam results!"

Zuo Rong nodded with a smile: "I understand, understand..."

The English teacher turned around and returned to the podium.

Qian Yingxue sighed quietly: "She was not like this to you before, and now she is more tolerant of you than anyone else. Is this the special treatment of top students?"

Zuo Rong: "It's okay..."

"By the way, your phone."

Qian Yingxue whispered and handed her cell phone over under the desk.

The moment Zuo Rong took her phone back, she inevitably touched the girl's hand. Her fingers felt thin and soft, and the fingertips were slightly cold.

Qian Yingxue lowered her face and held her glasses with her other hand, not allowing her deskmate to see her subtle expression changes.

Zuo Rong was open and honest, and said calmly: "I really thanked me just now."

Qian Yingxue: "It doesn't matter, it's just a small effort."

As she said this, she silently pulled her hand back.
Chapter completed!