Hao Ying was a little frustrated after being taught by the class teacher for half an hour, but Qiao Lan asked him and said that he wanted to talk to him, and Hao Ying's mood instantly flew again.
Since he entered this class, he did not like the head teacher. It is common to be taught, and he gradually got used to it.
Qiao Lan and Hao Ying walked together, and in an instant they caused many people to look back. Hao Ying was in a good mood and greeted a few classmates he knew, followed in Qiao Lan's footsteps and asked her with a smile. You were not there that day, and I don't know if you like it or not."
Qiao Lan turned her head, Hao Ying asked her if she liked it, but the expression on her face was sure that Qiao Lan must like it very much.
This place is quite far away from the head teacher's office. Qiao Lan stopped, turned her head, and kept a distance of more than one ter from Hao Ying. Then she looked at Hao Ying and said, "I will transfer the money to you on WeChat in a mont. "
Hao Ying reduced her smile, "Why do you say this... don't you like it?"
"I don't like it
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