Melon-shaped face,—Damn, I'm so dizzy!

Just after scanning the seven or eight girls in the third row, Zhao Changan looked at them with a little star.

Many faces look the same!

Start looking at the fourth row:

Melon-shaped face, not.—

The entire public classroom was quiet, and two or three hundred people looked at Zhao Changan in surprise.

Even the music teacher Cao Suqiu walked in, most people didn't see it.

Row 4:

“Hehe~”

"I'm so laughing to death?"

"What does he want to do?"

"What, what do you say? Hehe~"

The girls from the journalism department who had been seen and had never seen it all laughed happily, almost always looking at Zhao Changan bravely with bright eyes.

This made his identification more difficult and made his eyes hurt.

"Zhao Chang'an, who are you looking for?"

At this time, Zuo Bei from the Department of Journalism saved his life.

"I'll look for Tang Shuang and ask for something small."

"Tang Shuang?"

"Um."

"Tang Shuang, huh, where is Tang Shuang?"

Zuo Bei swept three, four, five, and three rows, but saw no one.

"Tang Shuang, hilarious, Zhao Changan is looking for you!"

Jiang Chunying, who was afraid that the world would be in chaos, stood up and looked around the classroom with a smile: "Where are you sitting?"

The entire public classroom was silent.

Zhao Changan suddenly had a very bad association and suddenly felt aggrieved in his heart, just about to break the word.

"Who is Tang Shuang? Let's get up and get to know each other."

Music teacher Cao Suqiu spoke.

There is silence.

Zhao Changan was shocked to look at the serious Cao Suqiu's young white face, and was stunned.

"Buzz~"

Then, in the public classroom, there were all kinds of whispering sounds.

Almost all of them are watching the fun and gloating.

The girls from the journalism department who reacted were staring at Zhao Changan with a fierce look, saying, "You're dead!"

——

"Mom, there are more than 200 people in four classes. Teacher Cao cannot find anyone missing classes. Besides, her classes are crowded, do you still need to care about the lack of many people? Don't worry, you can't find it!"

In Qi Xiu's office, Tang Shuang looked confident when she skipped class.

Seeing that my mother was not happy, she changed the topic and said, "Mom, why are your coffee level not as good as that day these times? Is it a problem with coffee?"

"It's a human problem, there is α-amylase in it!"

When Qi Xiu talked about this, he was not angry.

"What?"

Tang Shuang is a liberal arts student and can't understand this thing.

"illiteracy!"

Qi Xiu looked contemptuous and lowered her head to drink.
Chapter completed!