"I'll know for myself, it's too late, you can go and rest too." Langsheng didn't care to drink saliva and let Cheng Jing leave.

She took out the note and slowly unfolded it.

Blank: I was already back when you saw this note. I'm sorry I don't have time to go back with you. I asked someone to give you the note, just to tell you, I will help you remove the name of the Yan family. I hope you don't hate me, I want to take you back to the organization and train the second natural black.

Sign-off: Road Black.

Langsheng's face was unwavering, and he stuffed the note into the empty inner layer of the shackles. To be honest, she didn't want to go back anymore.

That place, it's messy.

……

Langsheng came out of the shower and put a towel on his head. Glancing around, I saw the cup of hot milk on the table.

There is a post-it note: hot, help sleep.

The characters are good-looking, strong and powerful, and biased towards the cursive type.

Although there was no name, she knew who sent it.

A strong milky fragrance enters the stomach, which is a burst of warmth.

Five o'clock in the morning.

The sky was still dark, and the street lamps of the military district shone on the empty road, desolate and lonely.

She decided to go back to school today. Before the mission, she had already asked for leave from her teacher and Yan's father, and it seemed that she had expected that the reason why Lu Shang called her was because of the mission.

Moreover, the live broadcast is also going to be brought up. The live broadcast volume this month is not enough, and the heat that has finally been stirred up cannot be dispersed.

She still took the work car of the military district to school.

About two hours later, dawn rose and there were no clouds.

It's early, and there's almost no one.

Langsheng picked up a black shoulder bag and walked in, and was stopped by the leader on duty before he stepped forward.

"What class are you from? Don't wear a school uniform? A red work tag hung on her chest, and the teacher stared at her with a frown.

The meaning expressed in that look is obvious: what are today's students wearing such famous brands for? Catwalk?

Langsheng was in a half-sleepy state, his eyes were lazy, and he pulled the corners of his mouth: "I'm sorry, the school uniform is at home." ”

Well, it's better not to be too ostentatious about the school uniform in the military region. So that some gossip teachers don't spread around.

"Yo, do you know what a school uniform represents? On campus, you represent your class. When you leave our school, you represent a member of our school. Out of this City A, you represent our City A. Even when you go abroad, you represent us Chinese! ”

"Can something as important as a school uniform be put casually? I'm not that good at talking, you must be notified and criticized! The teacher taught Langsheng with great pains, and the eyes were eager to rip off her clothes.

Circular criticism? Fortunately, it's not a thing. For the shameless, it doesn't matter......

Langsheng signed his name and calmly walked to the class.

After all, it's Class F, it's empty, it's clean.

However, she suddenly felt like she was missing a line.

She counted the number of tables, and there were five people missing. These five people, her brain suddenly appeared the names of those five people.

Li Mingjie, Song Ling, Mo Xiaohuang, Gong Qianyi, Gu Zhou......

Her face suddenly turned cold, and what appeared was the appearance of Yan's father.

Without hesitation, he dialed Yan's father's phone: "What about them?" ”

Father Yan was woken up and was in a bad mood: "Who? ”

"My five friends."

"Xiaoxi, Dad is helping you get rid of bad friends. They're going to affect your grades, and by the way, I'll help you move your seat to Class A, and I'll report on it later......"

Langsheng smiled sarcastically and warned coldly: "In three hours, I will let them go back to school." ”