[MTL] The Fake Young Master Just Wants To Go Bankrupt

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"That's so miserable." Other actors expressed sympathy one after another.

Wu Xin said sadly and indignantly, "Why have I graduated for so many years, and I still have to be broken when I see these high school math problems!"

"Normal." Others comforted, "Math problems are indiscriminate attacks on people of all ages."

From here, we can see Yu Yan's seriousness. The shots he wanted were all. The people in it were natural and in line with the environment at that time, and there was no bit of ease.

Then I took a few more shots, and it was afternoon before I knew it.

The radio in the class released a familiar English listening prelude.

Everyone began to take out the listening books.

Chen He touched the table hole with the cake in one hand and the other. He turned his head and asked his classmates, "What volume?"

"The second volume."

Chen He put the cake he had just bought from the canteen on the table, and began to find a listening book in the context of English listening.

"It's the 25th of the English listening test. Now, you have five seconds."

"The price of the shirt is nine pounds and fifteen pence, so your choice is item C"

After a while, his co-in-one gloated: "Not found yet?

The first question is almost finished!"

I saw Chen He's desktop as dirty as a garbage dump. All kinds of notebooks and test papers were flying all over the sky, but he couldn't find the listening books.

Chen He stretched out a hand and said calmly, "Hey, don't panic when something happens. Eat a mouthful of cake first to calm down."

After saying that, Chen He opened his mouth and took a big bite of the cake.

"Find out if you have my listening book."

"You'll buy one to try it ater. This is not bay." Chen He said again, he turned his head and saw his fellow pen holding a pen and bowing seriously listening to the comm. He seemed to turn a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window and only read the book of sages.

Chen He: "Are you all right?"

"Teacher, teacher" stood still and said with his mouth.

Chen He turned his head with a feeling and saw a half-bald head on the window glass.

The head teacher's eyes reflected sharp eyes through the glass and fell on Chen He.

"Let you eat during your listening time, and don't take the listening book!" The head teacher took the book into a tube and drew Chen He twice, "Let me see you eat in class, and you stay to clean every night!"

"Go back!" The head teacher stamped him again.

Chen Hehui slipped back to his seat. Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, he found that his classmates were looking at him with a smiling smile.

"What are you doing?" Chen He said cautiously.

Tongto took up a listening book under the table and said, "I just found out that I accidentally put your listening book in my desk."

Chen He's eyes widened angrily: "You hurt me!"

The same position instantly became righteous: "You don't look for it yourself."

After saying that, he turned over a few pages, "You see, you haven't written this since three, which means that you have lost your listening book for more than ten days and don't know how to find it!"