"Pounce—"

After listening to the teacher's broken thoughts, Jian Ning returned to the classroom and stood up like a dead fish.

211：……

Luo Zhiluo: ......

A teacher: ......

[Alright, you're up soon!] The man who is far away from positioning reality is outside, cheer up! 211 chatters like an old mother.

"Oh, come on, what's wrong with me."

211 Shame -_-||

Host, don't take you so lazy.

The host is quite lazy, swollen, online, etc?!!

……

Kwon Sheng, who had been shivering in the cool breeze outside, looked confused.

It's not when she came before, Nangong Ning'er came faster than anyone else, what's wrong today?

Nangong Ning'er: Oh, man!

A cute: Oh, man!

Luo Zhiluo: Oh, man!

Yan Zixin: ......

Passerby A: Upstairs pick-up formation!!

Kwon Sheng shook his head violently.

What are you thinking, it's good if she doesn't stick to herself, what else is she thinking about so much.

But I'm still a little uncomfortable at the bottom of my heart, what's going on?

……

"Brother Sheng!" A certain Yan Xiaohua stood up and walked towards Quan Sheng elegantly.

Quan Sheng looked at Yan Zixin who was coming slowly, and spurned his thoughts just now, so he took Yan Zixin's hand.

I'm already with Yan Zixin. It seems that some things should be resolved sooner rather than later.

……

In the three hours of individual teaching that the teacher taught and talked about it.

Jian Ning entered her left ear and came out of her right ear, her eyelids were slightly closed, opened and squinted again. The little head was sleepy and clicked one by one, as if in response.

"Okay," the teacher snapped the book and closed it, and the sudden sound woke Jian Ning up.

"The college entrance examination is not far from you, you have to study hard and strive to be admitted to a good university..."

Jian Ning had almost become calloused when she heard these words before, and she couldn't imagine that she could still hear them here.

Hey, I still can't get rid of the fate of taking the college entrance examination!

Ask 211: "Can I skip the college entrance examination?" The two little claws poked cutely.

211 cruel answer: [It's not okay to sell cute, you can't!] ]

Ah~ Jian Ning wailed in her heart.

[Pay attention to the image, you can do it!! (ง•_•)ง]

Eh, it's all fate.

"Teacher, you are busy first, I won't bother you!" With that, she escaped at the speed of light from the place where she had been "tormented" for hours.

The teacher was relieved: Nangong, this kid, really thinks about the teacher, he is a good seedling. In the future, I will cultivate her even more!

If Jian Ning knew what he was thinking, she could be angry to death, she had thought of a reason to escape before, but don't treat her like this, she really can't stand QAQ

[The college entrance examination is a must for high school students now, you have to work hard!] ]

Jian Ning: "You're standing... Floating and talking doesn't hurt your back! "Well, when she sees 211 in the form of fog, let's say it's floating.

211 made up again, [hey, hey, hey, anyway, we don't have a college entrance examination in our system~]

Jianning: ...... You can take the dog too.

It's all about trouble, but now there's something more important to work out.

……

Darkroom.

"Smack-"

The whip rattled through the air, and as soon as it struck his body, the flesh burst open, and blood gushed out.

"Stop." A hand was slowly raised, and an order was given. The wrench on his thumb emitted a faint blue light in the dimly lit room, which was very oppressive.

The men stopped spurring, lowered their whips, and retreated.

The owner of the hand waved his hand, and the butler beside him instantly understood the meaning and walked up to the man covered in injuries.

"Who is only yours, I advise you to say it sooner, save yourself from these flesh and skin......" The butler pointed to the whip next to him, and ...... Instruments of torture.

The man's eyes flickered slightly, as if he had thought of something again, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.

The housekeeper spat and gritted his teeth and scolded: "It's really a hard bone, it's hard to gnaw." Then don't blame me for being rude. ”

As soon as the words fell, the sound of whipping and the man's snort in pain were heard.

The only place that was not disturbed was a middle-aged man wearing a big hat, smoking a cigar with one hand, and regularly knocking on the table next to him with the other, leaning lightly on the chair, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Scarlet firelight flickered in the darkness, mysterious.