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Chapter 801 It Looks Like The Little Boyfriend Didn't Remember His Words
Mo Cong smiled, "That's for sure."

affirmative tone.

Shengyuan will only win, and it will be beautiful.

This is something that has already been said.

After leaving the gymnasium, Lin Zhaoxia suddenly felt that coming to Shengyuan was meaningless.

And she didn't want to go to class.

Bored by Yang Moyan's side, she pondered for a long time before she shrugged her shoulders and asked, "Master Yang, where are we going?"

"Teaching building, class."

Yang Mo replied concisely.

Lin Zhaoxia's flirtatious eyes twitched, "Need to review?"

"Don't study and wait for the result to lose?"

Yang Moyan asked indifferently.

"Your boyfriend's IQ is still online, and his memory is at full level, so don't worry too much about my little wife." Lin Zhaoxia actually wanted to be lazy today because she was sleepy now.

After lunch at noon, he was taken to Fengyun Guild to recite the meeting book.

Now that the training failed, she was sleepy again, and she really didn't even have the slightest intention to go to the teaching building first.

But Yang Moyan didn't allow the boy to skip class anymore, and he stretched out his hand to bring the boy closer to him. The indifferent and mellow voice followed the deep and shallow breathing, just like that without reservation. "It seems that the little boyfriend didn't remember the warning. Now shut up and don't talk, and heal the injury quickly. If you talk again, don't blame me for asking Song Yan to suture your mouth."

The corners of Lin Zhaoxia's lips twitched suddenly, "..."

Do you want such bloody violence?
She immediately silenced her voice, indicating that she would not speak anymore, but she looked at Young Master Yang arrogantly and flamboyantly with raised eyebrows.

Yang Moyan didn't take it seriously, he just took the boy and went back to the teaching building.

During class at this time.

There was silence in the high school.

Only the sound of reading aloud came from the teaching building.

Yang Moyan took Lin Zhaoxia back to Class [-] and [-] of high school.

At this time, Class [-] and Class [-] of Senior High School are the classes of a staid English teacher.

Lin Zhaoxia felt dizzy when she saw that teacher.

Late on the first day back to school after recovering from injury?

It's a really not-so-beautiful afternoon.

The boy puffed out his handsome face, and really didn't want to enter the classroom.

But the impatient footsteps have been brought to the door of the classroom.

The hand was also raised at the same time, Yang Moyan clasped her wrist like that, knocked on the door of that classroom, and said in a flat voice, "Report."

Young Master Yang's voice is the most iconic at any time.

It's impossible not to be noticed.

What's more, some students in the classroom have already noticed the person at the door, sat on that seat, opened their eyes wide, and let out a lot of exclamations.

that lesson.

It is also natural that it can't go up and stop.

The old-fashioned English teacher pushed down the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, turned around, and looked at the two students at the door impatiently, "I'm afraid the two students went to the wrong classroom."

Yang Moyan pressed the wrist of the boy who was about to speak with his fingertips, and he answered everything with a flat voice, "Senior class two and three, teacher, we are right."

The English teacher pushed down the glasses on the bridge of the nose again, and snorted coldly, "So you know you're right? What do you do if you're late for class?"

Yang Moyan didn't have the mind to do the calculations, and his tone was still very calm, "I'm too lazy to do the calculations. If the teacher wants to do the calculations, then he can do the calculations after the end of this class. There are still 25 minutes of class time. I hope the teacher will not delay this precious time for final review. .”

(End of this chapter)