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Chapter 110 Knowing oneself but not knowing the other(2/2)

"Okay," Wang Qingqing looked at him pickyly.

This body can fall down with just a blow, so there is no need to expect physical work.

But now there is no one, so I can only give in.

"Thank you," the man in glasses pushed his eyes, narrowing his eyes behind the lens.

"Get the basin and we will clean up," Wang Qingqing ordered disgustedly.

"Okay," the man in glasses picked up the remaining basin and followed the two of them to clean up the table.

Then the three of them worked together to lift the basin to the sink behind the canteen.

“Can you wash it?”

Wang Qingqing held her waist and pulled Lin Miao who was preparing to wash dishes.

"Yes," the man in glasses quickly rolled up his sleeves.

"Then I'll leave it to you, let's do it," Wang Qingqing gave Lin Miao a proud look.

Lin Miao shook his head helplessly.

A strangeness suddenly rose in my heart.

She turned her head, but saw that only Zhou Qingwan's group worked together there.

She shook her head and grabbed two rags.

After half an hour, all the dishes and chopsticks were cleaned up.

Two men with aprons came over.

"All finished?"

The two of them looked around the arranged bowls and plates for a while and tickled.

"It's pretty clean."

This is the first time they have been praised by others when they have been here.

Everyone present smiled.

"I'm used to it, so I don't need to go to the vegetable garden."

One of the chubby men pointed to the right.

"What are you doing?"

Someone asked.

"Go and pick vegetables," the man glared. "If you don't pick vegetables, what can you use to make supper?"

"How many picks?"

"Just fifteen basins," the man said casually.

“So many!”

The basin here is as big as a bathtub for two children.

Slowly, fifteen pots, when will you pick them?

"Don't want to pick it? Then be hungry."

The man has received several freshmen, and he knows the pretentiousness of these spoiled children.

He said something and left with his companions.

The freshmen were left looking at each other.

"Or it's still the same rule."

Zhou Qingwan looked at Lin Miao.

Lin Miao nodded, but was secretly surprised.

You know, she is not outstanding among the freshmen, especially her department, whose admission score is almost the lowest.

Zhou Qingwan curled her lips, "We have a total of twenty-seven teams now, and we can just divide it into three teams."

"I lead a team, Lin Miao leads a team, and the rest form a team. Do you agree?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the pharmacology department gathered behind her.

Zhou Qingwan looked at Lin Miao.

Lin Miao moved his eyebrows almost invisibly.
Chapter completed!
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