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Chapter 255(2/2)

Oval face, no.

Heart-shaped face, neither.

Oval face,—fuck, I’m so dizzy!

After scanning the seven or eight girls in the third row, Zhao Changan felt a little starry-eyed.

There are so many faces that look the same!

Start looking at the fourth row:

Oval face, no.——

The entire public classroom fell silent, and two to three hundred people looked at Zhao Changan in surprise.

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

Fourth row:

"Giggle~"

"Are you laughing me to death?"

"What does he want to do?"

"Do-what, what do you think? Hehe~"

The girls from the journalism department who had seen it and those who had not yet seen it all laughed happily, almost all of them looked at Zhao Changan bravely with bright eyes.

This made it even more difficult to identify him and made his eyes hurt.

"Zhao Changan, who are you looking for?"

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

"I'm looking for Tang Shuang to ask a little question."

"Tang Shuang?"

"Um."

"Tang Shuang, hey, where is Tang Shuang?"

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

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

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

The entire public classroom was silent.

Zhao Changan suddenly had a very bad association, and he suddenly complained in his heart, and was about to change his words.

"Who is classmate Tang Shuang? Get up and get to know him."

Music teacher Cao Suqiu spoke.

There was silence.

Shocked, Zhao Changan stared blankly at Cao Suqiu's pretty face and was stunned.

"Buzz~"

Then, the large public classroom was filled with all kinds of whispering sounds.

Almost all of them were watching the fun and laughing with joy at their misfortune.

The girls in the journalism department who reacted stared at Zhao Changan eagerly, signaling, 'You are dead!'

——

"Mom, there are more than 200 people in four classes. It is impossible for Teacher Cao to find out who is absent from class. Besides, her classes are overcrowded. Do we still need to care about the lack of people? Don't worry, you can't find out!"

In Qixiu's office, Tang Shuang looked confident after skipping class.

Seeing that her mother was still unhappy, she changed the subject and said, "Mom, your coffee level these few times is not as good as it was that day. Is it a problem with the coffee?"

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

When Qi Xiu said this, he became angry.

"What?"

Tang Shuang is a liberal arts student and doesn't understand this stuff.

"illiteracy!"

Qi Xiu's face was full of disdain, and she lowered her head to drink coffee.
Chapter completed!
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