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Chapter 213 Seven or eight times(1/2)

Chapter 213    Seven or eight times【First update】

The classroom door opens.

A strong light suddenly shone on Hu Yibao's face.

Hu Yibao subconsciously covered it with his hands, then slowly moved up and down, and a scene reflected in his pupils that shocked his expression.

The small classroom was full of people, and everyone turned to look at themselves.

They are all familiar people, but the difference is that their faces are very tender, they are all wearing school uniforms from twenty years ago, and are all looking at themselves with surprise eyes.

Hu Yibao stood there in a daze, looking around.

"Maybe I've gone the wrong place!"

Such an idea came to Hu Yibao's mind and subconsciously turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Hu Yibao's ears.

"Stop!"

"Where is your mother?"

"Didn't I ask you to find your mom?"

Hu Yibao moved his head, looked at the middle-aged man holding the fan in front of him with shock expression, and shouted in disbelief, "I'll go!!"

"No, what did you say?" Teacher Wang pointed at Hu Yibao and asked with a fan.

Hu Yibao ignored him and was still slowly turning his head, and his whole expression was still so confused.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Oh, I'll go!" Teacher Wang's sarcastic voice immediately rang in Hu Yibao's ears.

"Class Charlotte has lost his memory!"

"Amnesia lost?"

"Charlotte, you..."

"What's your last name?"

Hu Yibao closed his eyes slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the laughter of the whole class sounded in his ears.

This moment.

I am like a joke.

However, the familiar feeling made Hu Yibao slowly open again.

"Charlotte, I'll tell you!"

"Don't pretend here!"

"Hear no!"

...

Hu Yibao ignored the noisy sound in his ears. He just glanced at the whole class and glanced over.

Some people have never met again after graduation.

Some people didn't have time to confess after graduation.

After graduation, I became my wife.

...

They are all familiar faces.

Everyone's face showed a smile, all of whom were full of youth.

"Charlotte, don't pretend to me here..."

“…”

The noisy sound was frightened, Hu Yibao walked forward step by step.

Fingers gently stroked across the desk.

Familiar texture.

Familiar textbooks.

Familiar stickers.

And it is precisely because of his expression that everyone in the class gradually closed their laughing mouths and looked up at Hu Yibao.

...

...

"This is perfect!" Jiang Gangming sat in front of the TV, looking at the image sent back from the camera, and said with satisfaction to the crew of [Charlotte's Troubles] beside him.

Although it has been working together for so many days, Jiang Gangmeng has never stopped complimenting Hu Yibao.

"Mr. Hu's expressions and actions are extremely subtle. His performance can make people feel all the moods and thoughts of the characters at this time."

"Now many young actors are extremely lacking in this level of acting skills. If the actors I work with next can all have one-tenth of Mr. Hu's acting skills, I can wake up in my dreams."

"Oh, but there is nothing we can do about it. Mr. Hu's acting skills are his talent. Basically, all actors will probably find it difficult to reach this level in their entire lives..."

As he said that, Jiang Gangmeng, who was looking at the TV camera, quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and said.

"Prepare the number 3 position, pull the lens down a little."

"Yes, that's it!"

“Status 2 keeps!”

...

...

"Let the students listen."

"The second-ranked fool in our class."

"How bad it is!"

...

...

Teacher Wang was kicked to the ground by Hu Yibao.

"Dare you dare to hit the teacher?"

Teacher Wang roared in an instant.

"asshole!"

Hu Yibao immediately stepped forward and kicked him again, "In my dream, I can still let you bully me."

Teacher Wang was worried about being kicked again, so he quickly stood up, "I'll tell you!"

"You're useless!"

"You have no future!"

...

...

"Teacher Wang, do you look at my shoes, are they good-looking?"

"This dream is done!"

"Cool!!"

Hu Yibao stood on the podium and calmed down his mood. After looking at Yang Mi'er, he walked over, hugged him and kissed him.

“Wow!”

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

The whole class followed suit and cheered.

It was at this time.

"Card!!"

Jiang Gang's fierce voice suddenly rang among the teacher.

Lip and lips are separated.

Hu Yibao savored it.

A little sweet.

Yang Mi'er's face was also slightly red at this time.
To be continued...
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