After the exchange of mobile phone numbers, Li Zihao, who was full of spring, and Jin Ze formed a stark contrast.

"Thank you, Teacher Qi." Bent down and raised a big bow directly, Li Zihao looked like a treasure holding the mobile phone in both hands, "I will definitely work hard!" ”

"Well, come on, I'm optimistic about you." The language encouraged it, but the atmosphere in the lounge could be felt more and more tense, just exchanging a mobile phone number, and the other idlers had already seen that the momentum was wrong, and at this moment there were only four people left in the room, Jin Ze, Luo Ziwen, and Li Zihao.

The afterglow aimed at the 'two generals' on the left and the right on his side, although his face was calm, his eyes were extremely fierce, and Li Zihao was like an unsuspecting little at the moment

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