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"Qin Qianqian, why are you stunned? Let's go! ”

Luo Weiwei's voice sounded in front, and Qin Qianqian suddenly came back to her senses.

Luo Weiwei showed an impatient expression in front of her, and urged: "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry to go to school." ”

She had to go to Song Ningyuan and discuss the matter of the noon fight.

Qin Qianqian collected all the emotions in her eyes and quickly followed Luo Weiwei's footsteps.

Luo Weiwei's expression was tense, and she didn't seem to be in a good mood, but it was also possible that she was nervous about having dinner with Fan Yihang.

Qin Qianqian struggled for a long time, but still asked, "Sister, are you and Fan Yihang...... Are you really in a relationship? ”

Luo Weiwei paused, turned her head and looked at Qin Qianqian with wide eyes.

"Early in the morning, why are you talking about such a scary thing?! Where did I mess with you again?! Luo Weiwei was so angry that she raised her feet and walked away quickly, leaving Qin Qianqian a long distance behind.

Qin Qianqian, who was suddenly yelled at by Luo Weiwei, looked stunned, and watched Luo Weiwei walk away angrily.

She didn't understand what Luo Weiwei was ...... What in the gas?

Luo Weiwei's anger continued until she reached the door of the classroom.

She almost walked all the way to No. 7 Middle School today, and when she arrived at the classroom, Song Ningyuan and the others had not yet come, but Fan Yihang was already sitting in the last row by the window.

It was originally her throne, but because she always had to go in and out, she simply switched places with Fan Yihang.

Luo Weiwei walked to her seat without saying a word, glanced at Fan Yihang's desktop, and found that this thing was actually reading a math book early in the morning???

Even if she reads English books, she doesn't think that Fan Yihang is not a normal person, but this ......

Probably sensing Luo Weiwei's gaze, Fan Yihang raised his dark eyes and threw an unknown look at her.

Luo Weiwei didn't want to look at the nightmare, so she quickly looked away before Fan Yihang looked at it, stuffed the schoolbag into the drawer, turned around and walked out.

It's like running for your life.

Oh no, she's just running for her life.

Fan Yihang watched Luo Weiwei rush out of the classroom like a back, and did not retract his gaze for a long time.

What's wrong with her?

Luo Weiwei ran out of the classroom all the way and went directly to the school gate to wait for Song Ningyuan and the others.

Song Ningyuan, a dead fat man, has an uncertain time to get up due to his long-term parents' business trip, and the time to arrive at school completely depends on what time the game was played last night, so Luo Weiwei gave up after waiting for a while.

As a staunch supporter of materialism, she believes that Fan Yihang, even if it is a cult, will not be able to witchcraft and will not be able to kill her.

But having said that, she finally came to the office of the head teacher, Grandma Liu.

There is no Grandma Liu's class this morning, so Grandma Liu definitely didn't come at this time.

Luo Weiwei walked into the office with a big thorn, standing in Grandma Liu's position looking for something, the teacher at the next table looked at her suspiciously, Luo Weiwei had to muttered deliberately while looking for it: "Huh? Where's my workbook......"

Hearing her say this, the teacher withdrew his gaze and continued to prepare the lesson plan.

Luo Weiwei quickly flipped to what she wanted: a leave note.

After tearing it off, she quickly went out of the office to the classroom to see if Song Ningyuan was here.

Song Ningyuan has well-developed limbs and a simple mind, but there is one thing that everyone recognizes as powerful, that is, painting.

People who are good at drawing are generally very good at copying, for example...... Learn Grandma Liu's signature.

……

"Take a morning off?" As soon as Song Ningyuan's words came out, he was glared back by Luo Weiwei.

But fortunately, Song Ningyuan sat in a "good position" next to the podium, as long as he didn't say it too loudly, Fan Yihang couldn't hear it.

She lowered her voice and said, "Yes, you sign me the name of Grandma Liu." ”

With a stroke of Song Ningyuan's pen, he wrote Grandma Liu's name: "Liu Luoluo".

The three words "Liu Luoluo" are so similar that it is difficult for Grandma Liu to recognize whether it is her own handwriting.

After Song Ningyuan finished signing, he asked suspiciously: "Big guy, there is no Grandma Liu's class and no Chinese class this morning, if you don't want to listen to the class, you can just warp it, anyway, no teacher will notice that you are not there." Why do you still get a fake note? ”

"Do you want to care? Just talk a lot! Luo Weiwei glared at her, and after smoking the fake note, she lowered her voice and said, "You can come to the multi-purpose hall to find me in class in a while." ”

Song Ningyuan: "Gotcha! ”

Luo Weiwei turned around and walked to the back of the classroom, using a fake strip as a fan as she went, fanning herself in the face.

I'm going to lie, I'm a little nervous!

Luo Weiwei is very good at talking nonsense, but if she really lets her lie seriously, she is easy to expose.

Even the daughter of a psychiatrist can't escape the level in her heart.

"Ahem!" Luo Weiwei pulled out a chair and sat down, deliberately putting the fake slip to the left of the table.

However, Fan Yihang was doing a math problem, and he still didn't even raise his head when he felt the movement around him.

Helpless, Luo Weiwei had to poke Xia Yihang's arm lightly with her elbow.

Fan Yihang raised his head and looked at her with a frown.

"Something?" Probably because he hadn't spoken for a long time, Fan Yihang's voice sounded a little hoarse, but it was extremely low and cold.

Luo Weiwei subconsciously wanted to shake her head, but she still mustered up the courage and pushed her leave slip over.

"What's that......" Luo Weiwei was nervous, and suddenly she didn't know what to say, and her brain went blank.

Fan Yihang frowned again and inexplicably withdrew his gaze.

Luo Weiwei saw that Fan Yihang was going to continue to do his homework, so she hurriedly reached out and pulled his sleeve.

Fan Yihang seemed to have taken precautions, and retracted his right arm to the left, avoiding Luo Weiwei's "claws".

Luo Weiwei looked at his face full of "don't touch me", and her teeth itched with hatred.

She is a dignified seven-pole handle, when has she ever been misunderstood, and she always wants to "wait for the opportunity to touch others"?!!

But there was still business to do, so Luo Weiwei had no choice but to push the leave slip over with humiliation and said, "I'm not feeling well, I'll come back to class in the afternoon." That's the agreement with you...... Next time, right? ”

Fan Yihang glanced down at the leave slip, didn't think much about it, said "um", and said, "It's okay to get out of school in the afternoon." ”

Luo Weiwei straightened her back, and the expression on her face was a little complicated to describe.

So what this kid means, is he going to fight her anyway?

Luo Weiwei wanted to cry.

But the war book handed out by himself has to fight on his knees.

She clenched her fists, and finally looked at Fan Yihang like death.

"No afternoon! It's just noon! You name a location. ”

The moment she said this, Luo Weiwei felt that her time of death had arrived.

But let her surrender without a fight, she will never be able to do it, Luo Weiwei can lose, she can be killed, but absolutely! Absolute! No throwing in the towel!

Fan Yihang: "......"

He looked at Luo Weiwei in astonishment, revealing a righteous expression, a little unable to understand her expression.