Why can't you think about it so much, you have to write a word on your face.

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Qiao Xinyue turned her head and looked at the blonde man suspiciously.

The missing fragments of time and space are back, does this really have anything to do with the blond man?

Or is she overthinking?

In fact, the blonde man with the phone shaking at her is just a very ordinary greeting posture, and what does it mean otherwise?

Qiao Xinyue didn't have the heart to listen to the class, her heart was so confused.

If it's a blonde man who took away her space-time fragments, why should he return them?

This man is really a mystery.

Class time.

The teacher talks about it with relish, but doesn't pay much attention to the students below.

Students dozed off, whispered, or sat together looking at things.

Now Qiao Xinyue's gaze is on the blonde man.

attracted Mo Ruchun's eyes, Shi Sanwan's eyes, Li Junhao's and Yuan Ge's eyes, and the eyes of many other classmates, all looked at the blonde man and the blue-eyed man.

The blonde man no longer looked at anyone, his eyes just wandered around the teacher and the blackboard, and the notebook in his hand.

In his long and beautiful hand, he also leisurely rotated a golden fountain pen.

He turned a blind eye to all the eyes that looked at him.

Seeing the blonde man was not unusual, and the eyes of the others returned to Qiao Xinyue's body, I don't know why she likes to look at that foreign man so much.

Qiao Xinyue lowered her eyes and looked at the notebook in her hand.

Mo Ruchun wiped her short hair, gently returned to He Yan'er's side, and sat down.

He Yan'er bumped into Mo Ruchun and said softly, "How is the situation?" Did you find anything? ”

Mo Ruchun: "She didn't react, it seems that I have to try to get into one of the teams." ”

He Yan'er's hand rested on the back of Mo Ruchun's hand and whispered, "I support you." ”

He Yan'er, who was talking, gently stroked her hair straight down behind her ears, and her delicate eyes were full of tenderness and water.

Mo Ruchun held He Yan'er's hand tightly with his backhand: "Thank you." ”

He Yan'er smiled.

*****

The news of the formation of the team had just been announced in the morning, and it had already spread in the school.

Everywhere you walk on campus, you can hear everyone's discussions.

Coincidentally, when Qiao Xinyue was absentmindedly preparing to go back to the dormitory, she saw Shanshan and Laichi who had told the story again, and they were discussing it at the moment.

Shanshan: "Hey, did you hear that?" The two new great freshmen in the school flower Qiao Xinyue's class want to form a team of glory of kings? ”

Laichi: "Oh, I've heard about it for a long time. It was Yuan Ge and Li Junhao who formed the Glory of Kings team. ”

Shanshan: "Well, I heard that the first condition for that team to recruit members is the Glory King, or the Glory King who ranks first and second in the region can sign up." ”

Laichi: ......

Shanshan: "After entering the team, I have to find time to train every day, but not only can I see the male god-level Li Shao, or Yuan Ge, but also the salary can be received." It's a pity that my rank has not yet reached the level of the Glory King. ”

When it comes to wages, Shanshan's eyes are shining, but she can't afford to receive her salary.

Laichi: "Sorry? I'm going to tell you a new version about Nuwa, maybe you'll be even more sorry? ”

Shanshan: ......

Is there such a thing?

Shanshan pursed her lips, and the meaning of this sentence sounded like "You have something unhappy about, say it to make me happy".

But Nuwa's new version, are you really looking forward to it?