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The dream of everyone holding hands and singing with garlands is gradually fading away...

Someone gently touched the shoulder of the Demon King, and Mu Qian raised his head a little confusedly and saw Fatty Zhu's innocent Shaobing face.

"Ah, it's you..."

Mu Qian yawned, stretched his waist and sat up, and suddenly felt something strange that the class was really quiet.

"It's over school?"

I subconsciously looked at the clock hanging on the wall in front of me. This was right after the first lesson.

Zhu Su hugged his arms, raised his chest and raised his head, standing in front of him: "Daqian, you can really sleep!"

"What's wrong?" Mu Qian's neck was a little sore, and he looked around. The class was empty.

Da da da da da da da!

Two girls ran past the door in hand, and their footsteps were flustered.

"Look out the window," Zhu Su sighed deeply, "If a man is too timid and cannot make a decision immediately, it will naturally cause this tragedy."

Tragedy? What the hell?

Mu Qian turned his head and looked out the window. He just took a look and then covered his eyes with one hand.

Exit school, drop out of school, drop out of school...

There were crowds of people in front of the teaching building. Song Shijing and Ren Ying stood in a circle surrounded by students, and the two female teachers were still talking about something in front of them.

Dong!

Mu Qian fell on the table, "I'll continue to sleep."

Let him continue to return to the beautiful world where he holds hands and sings happily with a garland...

"Daqian, don't care?" Zhu Su asked anxiously.↑△Xiao↓△ . .m]

"What are you doing? What's the matter? Does it have anything to do with me?" Mu Qian yawned, "Will you read this comic?"

Zhu Su put his comics into his arms and sat in the front seat of Mu Qian, looking at the two girls downstairs who seemed to be on the verge of a fight...

Zhu Su: "They want to duel for you!"

"Dull...duel..." Mu Qian responded weakly, "Let them go to the duel, what is the school's teaching office doing?"

"Wow!" Zhu Su's eyes suddenly lit up: "The Mediterranean team has appeared!"

Mu Qian felt a little more energetic, looked up and looked through the window.

Five Mediterranean hairstyles instructors were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, and the gathered students scattered. Teacher Hu in their class and the popular teacher Xiaoning each protected Ren Ying and Song Shijing...

The farce came to an end quickly. After all, it was a school and had strict rules.

The two female teachers accompanied Song Shijing and Ren Ying to the training office together, and I don’t know what punishment would be.

Mu Qian yawned and fell on the table again.

But this time Mu Qian was no longer sleepy and lay there and asked, "What did they say?"

"I don't know," Zhu Su spread his hands, "It seems that he rushed out after class. I fell asleep in class. I just found out when I got up. Anyway, you will become a celebrity in the school."

Mu Qian curled his lips disapprovingly: "Are all teachers and students in the school very idle?"

"This is a fight between two tigers! What a rare plot! It's still two big beauties fighting for you, a small school grass, so exciting!" Zhu Su saw that there were already a group of classmates in groups in the corridor, and stood up and said, "I'll go and inquire. You'd better go to the training office to see it. Men should always take some responsibility."

When Zhu Su said this, his eyes were staring at Mu Qian, and his face exuded a faint glow...

Mu Qian held his forehead with one hand, why didn’t he want to be educated by this fat man…

Fatty Zhu ran away with the comic in his arms, giving Mu Qian no chance to complain; this guy was also full of energy and went to find out what was going on and said something specifically.

After looking at the time, the second class is about to start.

Training Office...

Mu Qian thought about it for a moment, then continued to lie down and decided to sleep for another class.

A B-level demon-removing master, a rich lady, and two teachers in the class followed her. It shouldn't be too big of a big deal.

If you have the ability, you two will blow up the school’s training department!

boom!

A violent explosion suddenly came from outside!

The glass in the teacher’s window was trembling gently, making a sound of ‘grain’.

"It's really exploded?" Mu Qian suddenly stood up, looked outside the window, and saw the rising mushroom cloud...

Two figures confronted each other in the air, with a fiery red flame on the left and a blue-blue iceberg on the right...

On the ground, the combat witch army lined up in battle formations and marched forward step by step; on the other side were countless black-clothed men carrying rocket launchers...

Burn!

Shura Field!

Mu Qian looked at all this in a daze, opening his mouth and looking blank.

Is the world going to be destroyed?

Who will save this world that is about to be destroyed by two women!

Who will...

"Mumu?Mumu? get out of class is about to end, the teacher is gone."

Who called him in his ear and gently pushed his shoulders down...

Mu Qian sat up suddenly, sat there for a few seconds, saw the comics on the table, and then breathed a sigh of relief...

It was a dream just now.

Dingdangdang...

The bell for the end of get out of class just rang, and I looked at the time. This was after the first class.

Unconsciously, he was already sweating profusely, and a small hand reached over and held a tissue.

"Thank you," Mu Qian took a tissue to wipe his sweat.

Ren Ying whispered from behind: "What's wrong? Have you had a nightmare?"

"Yeah, nightmare."

Mu Qian rubbed his eyebrows and recalled the scene in his daydream just now, and he felt a little scared.

Is it a dream? Is it also a dream when Song Shijing transferred to school?

In an instant, Mu Qian suddenly became lost on the edge of the dream, unable to distinguish the junction of the two.

"Hey!" A shout came from his ear, and then a small hand slapped his left shoulder, and a faint fragrance penetrated into his nostrils.

Song Shijing bent over and put her face in front of Mu Qian, and blinked gently at Mu Qian.

Mu Qian pressed her out with one hand and pushed her away from her face...

Well, I got it, it wasn't a dream for her to transfer to school.

Song Shijing pouted and came over tenaciously. She turned around lightly and sat obliquely against Mu Qian's desk.

There were obviously boys around whispering to say, "The figure is great", "The sitting posture is enchanting".

Before Mu Qian could speak, Ren Ying snorted softly: "I don't know shame."

"The squad leader is so serious," Song Shijing smiled. "I just took the initiative to express my feelings for Xiao Qian, why are I shameless? It's much worse than gathering a group of people to stop Xiao Qian from confessing."

Ren Ying rolled her eyes, bulged the corners of her mouth in anger, and a wave of counterattack was brewing.

These two girls...

Keep in charge, before they blow up the school!

Mu Qian suddenly stood up, took a horizontal step and moved out of his position, and habitually inserted his hands into the pocket of his sports pants.

"You guys come with me."

Song Shijing and Ren Ying were both stunned, as if they didn't expect Mu Qian to suddenly speak, saying "you".

When they were stunned, Mu Qian had already walked to the door of the back door. Mu Qian turned his head and said, threatening: "If you don't come, your mobile phone number will be blacklisted in the future."

"Here you come!"

Song Shijing reacted quickly, and Ren Ying immediately stood up. The two girls looked at each other, and hummed again, turning their heads to the left and right.

There is a very profound scientific research in physics that can explain their interplay power: same-sex repulsion.
Chapter completed!