✓ The Days of Being a Boss at School

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???? Seeing that the term is coming to an end, and even the last day of vacation is gone. The entire x-high has entered the exam preparation period. As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the guard room at the school gate was immediately crowded with people, one or two of them squatting among the piles of couriers looking for their own couriers. It was originally the end of the term, and most of the children were the only seedlings at home, so the parents naturally sent a lot of things. The guards were too lazy to send them one by one, and directly informed the students to come to the guard room.

???? Wu Qiong did not want to come. But his father said it was his stepmother's choice, and Wu Qiong became interested. That vicious woman really worked tirelessly to show her "deep love". He wanted to see what they were all about, maybe he could file a complaint.

???? Looking for it, the corner of his eyes seemed to catch a familiar figure, he shook, and then the figure turned invisibly, if you can't see it, you can't see it. He was unlucky when he mentioned Zhang Xueyuan recently. I ran out of paper in the toilet, fell back to the bedroom, and the laundry floated downstairs...

???? That guy Zhang Xueyuan didn't even look here, he was looking for a courier locally. The girls around Piansheng were still looking at the man shyly. Zhang Xueyuan was originally good-looking, his family was rich, and his own strength was outstanding. If he hadn't been hanged by Xiao Yue alone, some people would have liked him.

???? Wu Qiong retracted her gaze and turned to the pile of couriers. I really don't know what to send, it's really troublesome. He frowned, becoming impatient. Just as the teenager stood up straight and was about to leave, the suave teenager over there stood up straight, holding a courier box in his hand, with a surprised expression, "Who is Xiao Qiongqiong in the seventh class of high school?"

???? It wasn't enough to say such a low voice, Zhang Xueyuan stood up straight, shook the express box in his hand, with an incomparably embarrassing smile on his face, and shouted loudly, "Who is Xiao Qiong from Class 27 of Senior High School? Joan? Jin Yuze, is there such a person in our class?"

???? The tall and strong figure scratched his head, and responded with a naive roar, "I've never heard of it!"

???? The whole door was heard.

???? Wu Qiong: ...

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???? The two of them sat on the stairs, and the stairs on this side could still get the sun. The winter sunshine is not dazzling, Wu Qiong looked at the young man beside her while unpacking the courier, her eyes suddenly a little dazed.

Speaking of which, Zhang Xueyuan is not really tall, but his facial features are very good, and those thin lips don't know what to paint, they are delicate and lustrous, like a rose on the branch, they look at him. Heart beating faster. What does a boy with such red lips...really...

???? The next second, this incomparably heartwarming young man clenched his fingers into claws and grabbed the express carton, and there was a harsh clatter in the air.

???? Oh, almost forgot about this guy's feat of hitting ten, Wu Qiong looked back with a dark face, a little flustered.

???? "What did your father send you?" he asked coldly, sitting up straight.

???? Zhang Xueyuan went to find the courier his father gave her. Zhang Mo didn't know where he went. Seeing that his son's final plus birthday was coming, he said he bought her some gifts. Zhang Xueyuan looked at the pink exposed from the broken paper box. When she thought of the aesthetics of the two Zhang brothers, the pink princess dress with hot eyes was still lying in her closet honestly, so someone was quick-witted. Covering the box, he cleared his throat and said, "I don't know. I'll look at it when I go back. What did your dad get you?"