"Haha, you think so too, I think so. By the way, why do you crazy girl spit out melon seeds and eat them? Why don't you give it back to me? The fat girl suddenly reacted and thrashed the girl next to her.

Suddenly, the whole classroom resounded with a burst of popping and puffing.

Taking advantage of the fact that the two of them were no longer gossiping, Zhang Fei quickly returned to his seat, and Lang Luoluo also returned to his position.

"Well, you weren't in a hurry to do your homework just now, don't mind." Zhang Ang said to Lang Luoluo beside him, and glanced at the surrounding classmates as he spoke, with a look of self-blame.

The two of them happen to be at the same table.

"Whatever you do, it's their mouths. These little girls seem to have to clean up. Lang Luoluo's two palms crossed together, and then bent slightly, suddenly making a crisp sound.

"Since it's okay, why don't you hurry up and take out your English homework."

Zhang Ang urged, and took out his roll and a pen as he spoke.

Lang Luoluo took out his test paper, sighed, and finally handed it into his hands.

Zhang Ang took the test paper and began to copy his homework in a hurry.

"Alas, I don't know when I will be able to have a good table mate who is motivated to learn, excellent in character and learning, and beautiful and intelligent."

Zhang Ang suddenly turned his head to look at him.

"I really envy you, you have such a tablemate."

The second half of Lang Luoluo's sentence suddenly came out.

"Actually, I envy you a lot, there is actually a good tablemate who can quietly listen to your pretending, never interrupting you, and listening carefully when you pretend."

Turning his head, Zhang Ang continued to copy his homework.

"Cut..."

took out the Chinese textbook to be used for early reading, Lang Luoluo said without hesitation.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for an introverted person like Zhang Ang to become friends with the person who Lang Luoluo called. But this world is so strange, when I was in a liberal arts and science class in high school, the two of them sat directly together.

That day, Zhang Ang listened to Lang Luoluo and blew for a day.

He was so miraculous that he didn't interrupt her, because in his opinion, when this girl was pretending... It's still quite charming.

The relationship between the two is also very vague, and in the eyes of others, this intimacy between the two of them has long gone beyond the scope of friendship.

But the two of them didn't feel anything wrong, and even after they noticed this relationship, neither of them took the initiative to say what was going on and pierced the window paper. On the contrary, let this feeling develop slowly, and it looks like love.

Can there be a true friendship between a man and a woman?

Zhang Ang felt that he could, if Lang Luoluo didn't pretend to be forced one day.

Zhang Ang's hands were fast, and when he finished copying his homework, his morning reading was about to begin. After all, it's just two cloze blanks, and just copy the ABCD down and you're done.

After the morning reading, the normal class began.

The first section is politics, and the second is history.

During the second period, everyone lined up and stood under the flagpole in the square.

On the rostrum at the front of the square, a fat man was holding the microphone and excitedly saying some words: "Dear students, teachers, good morning!" In this beautiful season of bright spring and the revival of all things. We have the privilege of gathering here to discuss some of the school's past achievements. In the past period, our students have completed their study tasks perfectly, and they are in good health, and they are physically and mentally happy......"

The fat man stopped abruptly as he said this, and there was a sudden commotion in front of him. Vaguely, he seemed to hear some words like fainting from heat stroke. In an instant, he understood what was happening, and his face was a little embarrassed.

What the hell?

After saying that he was in good health, his body and mind were good, and no one fainted directly to the ground when he was lifted. Isn't this specifically slapping yourself in the face?

Needless to say, several teachers under the rostrum immediately rushed to the scene and began to be busy.

"Teacher, Zhang Ang has a form of Holmes syndrome polio. When she went to the hospital last week, we saw that once the disease broke out, it was very difficult to stop. Let's get him to the hospital as soon as possible, the infirmary in the school can't provide effective treatment. Lang Luoluo looked at the head teacher next to him and said slowly.

The head teacher nodded and motioned for him to take Zhang to the hospital quickly. At the same time, he also took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Ang's parents.

Under the gaze of the crowd. Lang Luoluo's small body suddenly helped Zhang Ang up and slowly walked out of the playground.

Everyone was amazed. This girl's strength is so great!

Lang Luoluo did not take him to the hospital, but took him to a remote abandoned factory. It's deserted and clean.

Place Zhang Ang on the ground and sit against the wall.

Lang Luoluo put his right hand on Zhang Ang's forehead and felt it: "I don't know why, this nightmare suddenly sped up to melt... It seems that Zhang Ang's body will be felt in another ten minutes. In other words, after ten minutes, Zhang Ang will die. ”

Lang Luoluo suddenly had a bad premonition.

"It's not so easy to die in front of me."

The power of the yin soul in his body slowly surged, and he slowly pulled this power up, integrated it into Zhang Ang's body, and turned into the power that Zhang Ang himself possessed, to slowly resist the invasion of nightmares.

"It works... That's great news! ”

Sensing that his approach was working, Lang Luoluo couldn't help but increase his transmission speed.

"Luoluo, how is Luoluo?"

At this moment, the doors of the factory were suddenly opened. A tall figure rushed straight towards Lang Luoluo, and his mouth kept talking.

Ten minutes ago, Lang Luoluo called her, saying that he was in trouble, and gave her an address and told her to come here quickly.

Seeing her arrival, Lang Luoluo couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Qianyue, come over and help me enter the power of the Yin Soul to fight against the nightmare in his body." ”

The woman walked to her side, listened to her words, and looked at Zhang Ang's body carefully: "Luoluo, I feel that he is no longer saved." In his body, the power of the nightmare was too turbulent and too domineering. The two of us can only hold up for more than ten minutes, and he will inevitably be together at that time. ”

Although it is said that the power of the Yin Soul in their bodies can cause a certain obstacle to the invasion of nightmares, it is the Nightmare King!

Together, the two of them can only deal with ghost things at the level of ghost generals, and there is no way to deal with this kind of ghost king level ghosts.

Lang Luoluo's cultivation was a little weaker than Qianyue's, and he didn't discover the true situation in Zhang Ang's body. Listening to Qianyue's words, he also went downstairs to ponder, but after a second of ringing, he immediately said: "We can't just sit like this, if we don't work hard, he will die, he is the only one who likes to listen to my bragging, I must not let him die in front of my eyes." ”

Lang Luoluo gritted his teeth and increased his Yin Soul Transmission Force.