Chapter 182: Xuan Ming is going to the girls' dormitory

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"Xiao Lingling, your admiration is still convergent, whether you are pure appreciation or sincere liking, that Xu Yanran can chew your bones and dregs left."

According to her observations, this woman is not only very possessive, but according to what Yuanyuan said last night, this woman is also very ruthless. Judging from the experience she wrote, this woman is either cannon fodder or the big boss in the villain's female supporting role. But looking at Xu Yanran's appearance, there is no doubt that she should be cannon fodder, how can the big boss show any emotions on his face, afraid that he will not die fast enough?

This girl is also the princess sick, relying on the money in her family, she worked hard to die, for fear that others would not know that she was the mayor's daughter, and that day her father fell off the horse, and this princess would be able to do it, and then the princess would be sick, and the prince would be cured.

She didn't bother to deal with this kind of person.

In the bursts of cheers at the scene, Xuan Ming really leveled the score by himself. As far as the basketball level of these young teachers is concerned, I sincerely say that I can still watch Xuan Ming's skills. If it weren't for Xuan Ming's support in this game, probably wouldn't have scored a single goal.

Ling was probably frightened by what she just said, even if she was very excited to see Xuan Ming's goal, she tried not to show it, which is very good, and the child can be taught.

As for the rest of the people who are looking for death, she can't manage so much, her heart is small, she can't pretend to be so many people, and she can't control so many people.

Selfish? Probably, I never felt like a selfless person.

She didn't know what it was like in the first half, but in the second half, just looking at the score, Xuan Ming should be very tired, after all, he had to cover the whole game.

The rhythm of the teachers of the Capital Normal has been completely disrupted by Xuan Ming, although their goals are very powerful and they also have tactics, but it is really difficult to prevent Xuan Ming's three-point shots. Xuan Ming's three-point shot can be described as miraculous, basically as long as Xuan Ming raises his hand to shoot, he doesn't miss in. The opponent scored one or two points, but Xuan Ming chased back with a three-pointer.

Seeing that time is running out, the pace and rhythm of the teachers at the University of Capital Normal are chaotic, but it is Xuan Ming who meets it, and it is normal to lose, the male protagonist comes, and it is not ashamed to lose to the male protagonist.

The result of the game was that Capital Normal lost to Capital University by one point, and it was Xuan Ming who shot a three-pointer in two seconds, and the score was overtaken, and the scene was boiling.

The teachers at Capital University were also excited, but they were excited, but strangely enough, no one dared to come forward to hug Xuan Ming or throw him up.

Generally, at the end of this kind of competition, the heroes will be lifted up and cheered.

After the end of the game, Xuan Ming seemed to be a different person, standing quietly on the court with the ball in one hand, retreating from the fierceness of the game, the white jersey lined his temperament spotlessly, even if he was covered with sweat, even if he was wearing a jersey, it did not affect his temperament at all.

Qiye sighed slightly. Hey, it's really the darling of God, and it's perfect at all times.

Although it was a pity that Capital Normal University lost, but in the end, it was a friendly match, and the two schools were only separated by a street, and the players of the two teams still shook hands to show friendship.

Everyone also knew that freshmen still needed military training for a while, so the teacher who ended the game left after a short rest, but Xuan Ming didn't leave.

Nanachino frowned. She watched as Xuan Ming walked towards their instructor.

What kind of moth is this?

"Does Xuan Ming only teach us English? Why do I think he's so idle? Nothing looks like it's ever done. Qiye said that he was very puzzled, so he asked Zhang Lingling behind him.

Zhang Lingling also has a nickname called Bagua Ling, her WeChat has countless freshman groups, there are countless gossip in it, and there are many small groups, there will be any gossip in the school, if you want to know anything, as long as you ask her, you will be able to give you the answer.

"Don't you know?" Zhang Lingling asked rhetorically, Qiye was a little inexplicable, should she know something?

Zhang Lingling shook her head with disgust, "Xuan Ming only taught us English for fashion design, and it was originally going to be taught for two years, but the principal sold a lot of favors.

But did our original counselor have a car accident, each of the existing counselors in the school has brought several majors, where is the time to take another major, and it is too late to find a counselor temporarily, don't you want to think of Xuan Ming, it just so happens that he handed over English to our class.

But where is it so easy to let Xuan Ming be a counselor, you can see Xuan Ming's unfathomable appearance, it is not a kind of person who can be invited at all.

Later, I heard that it was an exchange, and he promised to be our professional counselor until our original counselor recovered, and the original substitute English class was shortened from two years to one year. ”

Nanano: Is that how the term "......" is used to humiliate the country?

She really misses the days when she could use the golden finger in the previous plane, so that she could exchange something with a stupid chicken, and she could know whether this Xuan Ming was a human or a ghost.

"Hey, Qiqi, what do you think, the instructor has blown the whistle and told us to go down to the whole team, why are you still in a daze?"

"Oh." She was indeed in a daze again. Shichino followed the team to the basketball court below, but this team was a little strange.

I don't know why, she will be inexplicably uneasy when she sees the formation in a circle now, and the round team must not be an ordinary military training project.

Qiye looked back and forth and found that there were five boys missing from their class, but the three who were punished were still there.

After a while, the boys came back, each holding a quilt in their hands, a green quilt, I don't know if it was covered by the instructors.

Looking at this posture, today's training content should be folding quilts?

This is simply bad news for a person who has never folded a quilt when he is so big. Thinking of the tofu cubes stacked by the soldiers in the TV series, my brain buzzed.

It was difficult for her to fold the quilt neatly, let alone fold it into tofu blocks.

Ah, what if you want to pretend to be sick?

Qi Ye thought so, thinking that this method was very reliable, but in the next second, he heard Fang Li say: "We are learning to fold the quilt today, and in the evening, I will ask your counselor to take our instructor to check the quilt you fold one by one." Girls' dormitories are no exception. Now let everyone know in advance, female students should pay attention to it at night. The meaning of the last sentence is nothing more than to let the female students pay attention to their clothes in the dormitory at night, after all, the instructor and the counselor are men, it is inevitable that it is not very convenient, in case you encounter something very special, it will be unclear at that time. Read the latest chapter of "Don't Be a Demon on the Host: The Villain Queen Dragged to the Heavenly Claw Book House" for free for the first time.

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