But Qiao Rong didn't care about looking at Coral and smiling, and the bent foot began to hurt again, as if it hurt more than before.

It may be that after sitting down and resting for a while, the foot muscles that have become a little numb gradually relax and regain a lot of consciousness.

"Hiss......"

It hurts! Why didn't you feel so much pain just now?

Suddenly, a stinging pain instantly hit her right foot, and Qiao Rong couldn't help but gasp.

What happened to Jojo?

As soon as Qiao Rong looked up, she saw the worry in Yang Sango's eyes, subconsciously grinned the corners of her mouth, and smiled comfortingly at Yang Sango, signaling her not to worry.

How could it not be worried? When he was at the door just now, Qiaoqiao's state was very wrong!

She remembered that Jojo's home was not far from the school

Even if you oversleep and trot all the way, it is impossible to make a person with such good physical fitness tired and out of breath.

The deeper Yang Coral thought, the more he felt that something was wrong.

But Qiao Rong is very good at hiding her injuries, and she didn't let Yang Sango, who has always been very arrogant, see where she was injured.

This small inhalation sound was heard by Wen Changqing into his ears.

In a large class of dozens of people, it was either the sound of Professor Feng's lecture or the sound of pens and paper rubbing against each other.

But Wen Changqing keenly caught this abnormal sound.

But when he looked up at the classroom, he didn't notice anything unusual at all.

That's right, Qiao Rong.

Before his brain could react, Wen Changqing's eyes were already firmly fixed on the direction where Qiao Rong was.

[Huh? Assistant Teacher Wen is looking at us! 】

Yang Sancoral is not too dull, at least she knows that she should pick up the pen at this time and pretend to write a few strokes on the paper, even if what she writes has nothing to do with the content of this lesson.

Seeing the words on the paper, Qiao Rong immediately lowered her head, if she could, she wanted to get into the drawer now, but she didn't want Wen Changqing to see her.

I almost missed the morning class because I overslept, and I actually broke my foot when I was in a hurry, just ask, who else is more unlucky than her?

She suddenly felt that if Wen Changqing was allowed to see her like this, even if he didn't say it on the surface, he would definitely laugh at herself in his heart.

I don't know if Qiao Rong is covering it up too perfectly, or if Wen Changqing's observation is not enough, everywhere he looks, he doesn't find the slightest abnormality about Qiao Rong.

After confirming it again and again, Wen Changqing had a trace of doubt about himself in his heart.

Could it be that he misheard?

After all, it was now in class, and he had to assist Professor Feng from time to time to explain, and it was not convenient to go down to ask for the time being, so he left these doubts in his heart and planned to ask again after class.

Estimating that Wen Changqing didn't stare at him anymore, Qiao Rong slowly raised her little head like a rabbit, and her beautiful eyes cautiously glanced at the direction of the podium.

At this time, Wen Changqing had already started to lecture, and his mind was not on Qiao Rong at all.

Qiao Rong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, her tense nerves relaxed suddenly, and suddenly, the pain in her right foot was like countless needle, and it hit her overwhelmingly again.

No way, no matter how hard it hurts, you have to grit your teeth and endure it!

She has desperately stepped over the door of the lecture hall, is she going to lose here?

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