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Chapter 155 I don’t get along with the person surnamed Huang(2/2)

"My surname is not Huang!" Yao Beibei was furious.

She has been reviewing during this period, and she changed seats to the water fountain. Li Jiangnian and his team were thousands of miles away, so the frequency of looking for Zhang Ningzhi decreased.

But when Sister Beibei attacks, she will definitely be yellow and rough.

Last time Jiang Nian came back from the toilet, he happened to hear Yao Beibei telling a girl a dirty joke. The most difficult part of a sequence is equal proportions, proportion to me, etc.

The girl didn't understand for a while, but Jiang Nian understood, pretended not to hear, and left. After a while, he heard the girl's scream, and his face turned red when he looked at it from a distance.

This woman is not bad looking, but her words are too rough. She is the king in yellow.

"What about Huang Fang in your group?" Yao Beibei refused to give up.

"It's also Li Hua. He has a fate with your surname Huang." After Jiang Nian finished speaking, he left, turned to the corridor to move books, and saw Zhang Ningzhi from a distance.

She was struggling to drag a books basket, she was weak, pitiful and helpless.

Jiang Nian stood aside and watched with a smile, but did not immediately help.

"I didn't expect you to be quite strong."

"Yes." Zhang Ningzhi was stood there. Not wanting to lose face, she straightened up and said, "Actually, I am stronger than the team leader, but the team leader cannot."

OK, OK, attack Li Hua again.

Like it more.

"Although you are very powerful, let me help you move it. You go pick up the books on the table." Jiang Nian reached out and picked up her book basket and walked steadily towards the classroom.

The class was noisy, with everyone moving books in and out.

When Jiang Nian was moving books for the second time, he saw Li Qingrong picking up the book basket easily. In sharp contrast, Li Hua on the side let out a weak roar.

Before the seat was fully restored, Old Liu came over.

He shouted for silence and only said two words.

"There is no need for evening self-study today. Morning self-study will continue as usual tomorrow, dormitory students! Please note, dormitory students are not allowed to stay up late at night. The grade group will check their dormitories in the evening."

"Cai Xiaoqing, come with me and get the cell phones of the students who live on campus."

The class was quiet for a moment, and then screamed from the heart.

"Oh!! Oh!! Vacation!!"

"Damn it, I want to go home and sleep! I'm having trouble with the test!"

"I want to play games all night! What time is it now? Holy shit, the power bank is not charged! Brother Dong, do you have a power bank?"

"I have a few. Let's go to the Internet cafe to play."

The classroom was filled with cheers, and everyone had a heartfelt smile on their face. Without him, I had been very focused these two days and was too tired.

Tomorrow is Monday, a nightmare cycle.

After the college entrance examination on the weekend, you don’t have to study in the evening. It’s as considerate as handing you a pillow when you feel sleepy, or handing you a heartfelt green tea paper from a duster.

It was a breath of fresh air from my senior year of high school that gave me a breather.

"Lao Liu! Lao Liu!!"

Someone in the classroom shouted Lao Liu's name, and Lao Liu also smiled on the podium. In this relaxing moment, both teachers and students were inexplicably healed.

Until Jiang Nian raised his voice and suddenly shouted.

“Aruba!”

The style of painting suddenly changed, and I don’t know who was shouting after him.

Jiang Nian saw Ma Guojun in front of him advancing suddenly, and Li Hua quickly became an afterimage like a wild dog.

In terms of the stubbornness of Class Three, they must be ranked among the top three.
Chapter completed!
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