Chapter Eighty-Three: A New Group Chat Is Born
He instantly turned his head and looked around.
Then he quickly typed a sentence.
Qiao Yu's old father: @δΉ‘ζη·ζεΈ, are you at school?
The parents in the group were also blown up.
Teacher A-Ding Ding Ding: Whoa, my son is so handsome and cute. [Star Eyes]
I teach 1st grade: I'm going to mail a box of AD calcium milk to my son!!
Sunflower Class: I'm going to mail my son a box of bear crispy noodles!!
Mr. Xu: "......"
Hey, hey, hey!
Enough of you!
That's not the point!
You know, it's not just parents who are here today.
There are also quite a few leaders in the city.
Look at this photo angle......
No, the identity of this big guy is......
Principal of No. 2 Middle School!
Teacher Xu looked defensive.
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You're not 007!
He clicked on the portrait of the male teacher in the countryside.
Really!
It's a trumpet!
He slid his finger over the avatar, clicked, deleted!
[Are you sure to kick the 'country male teacher' out of the group?] ]
Mr. Xu slid to the OK button.
Rural male teacher: @ε ¨δ½ζε, our son won the first place in the school joint examination, and the only one in the city with a full score in the comprehensive science, so I will show you my son's papers.
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Mr. Xu deleted the dialog box.
Click on the picture again.
Sure enough, it's my son's roll!
He breathed a sigh of relief.
That's not the principal of No. 2 Middle School.
But......
He looked at the leader's podium.
Who is the big guy in this group?
The other side.
The Xiaonanshan Shimen group also blew up.
Senior Sister Chen Sisi's feat of driving Fang Wenhui away made the group shout!
Meantime.
The younger brother group is also lively.
Lan Xiang carried the handle: @θε€§ζεζ‘, Brother Ran, you ask the boss, can we learn martial arts?
Bald Qiang: The monthly exam is over, the brothers can't wait for a long time.
Wrestling leader: When is the boss free?
The boss and I are at the same table: the boss said, it is six o'clock in the morning, and the scholarly garden square.
The message in the group is 99+ immediately!
Now, the three fan groups are chatting in a good way.
Only a small group, there was silence.
This small group, the name of the group is called: Shhh
The little actors who were silenced trembled and didn't get high for the time being.
But.
Compared to the liveliness in the group.
The atmosphere at home is weird.
Qiao Yu hugged his knees and watched TV on the sofa.
Jiang Yin was listening to the movement with the remote control in his hand.
And Wen Shu ......
was knocked unconscious by two people and locked in the room.
"Or the prince has a way."
Jiang Yin glanced at the study, and then showed two small tiger teeth at Qiao Yu, and smiled flatteringly.
High!
It's really high!
It's finally quiet.
"Small."
Qiao Yu dug into his pocket and took out a bag of spicy strips, and the two of them watched TV while nibbling on spicy strips.
"Prince, this kid will pretend to be pitiful, don't believe him." Jiang Yin got angry when he thought about it: "In the future, he will pretend to be pitiful, and I will pretend to be pitiful." β
"How do you pretend to be pathetic."
Jiang Yin thought for a while: "I cry too." β
β......β
Qiao Yu wiped his hands.
Suddenly clasped his chin.
Jiang Yin was sitting on the ground.
With such an action, he was forced to tilt his head, his white neck and thin collarbone were exposed, and his Adam's apple was slightly convulsed, slightly confused.
The young man is young and childish, but his eyebrows and eyes are extremely handsome.
But Qiao Yu just glanced at him and let go of his hand.
"When Wen Shu was crying, he was a pear blossom with rain, and those who saw it were pitiful, what about you? Sprinkling and rolling? Ghost crying wolf? β
Jiang Yin: "!! β
The boy was immediately unhappy.
He rubbed his face pitifully, his teary eyes blinking, and his tone was full of accusation.
"Prince, I hurt."
Qiao Yu slapped him on the head.
"Normal."
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