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Chapter 42 Gu Mang, don't be impulsive

The teachers sitting in the office frowned.

Isn’t this an insult? If you take the last one out, you will probably beat the whole class of Class 20.

Luo Songhua is digging a hole for Xi Yan and the classmates in Class 20 to jump.

Chu Yao and Xiaopang were also silent and dared not speak.

When they fight, they get there without saying a word, but he didn't even understand how to get high scores.

Do you want to cheat?

Isn't it even more embarrassing to be caught?

Meng Jinyang clenched his fists and looked at Gu Mang, looking at him as if asking.

Gu Mang shook his head at her quietly.

"How is it, Lu Yang, have you always wanted me to apologize to Gu Mang? I'll give you this opportunity. Do you dare to bet in Class 20?" Luo Songhua said without any haste, with a look of winning.

Lu Yang was so blocked that he couldn't speak, his jaw was tense tightly.

Xi Yan was still silent and frowned.

Luo Songhua sneered disdainfully, "Even your teacher Xi has no confidence in you. What qualifications do you think you, such a poor student, have to shout here?"

Gu Mangqinghan's eyes were floating quietly, and the eyes were red with evil red at the end.

She slowly turned around, her dark and bright eyes were all staring at her, and she casually said, "Okay, I'll take this bet."

Luo Songhua was stunned.

Xi Yan looked at Gu Mang in disbelief, came back to her senses, and hurriedly said, "Gu Mang, don't be impulsive..."

Gu Mang raised the corner of his mouth and felt extremely evil, "Teacher, I'll go back to study first."

Xi Yan: "..."

Gu Mang took a group of people out of the office and walked towards the classroom.

The office was completely quiet.

Luo Songhua snorted coldly, "I overestimate myself, I'm waiting to see Class 20 bring shame to myself."

Xi Yan looked anxious. This matter was a foregone conclusion. She would think of ways to improve their performance in a short period of time. Even if she lost, she would not lose too ugly.

This story quickly spread throughout the senior high school.

Even the first and second-year high school students in the student union know.

"The results of Class 20 are not necessary to think about it. Class 1 will definitely win."

"I heard that Teacher Xi Yan didn't agree to this matter, it was Gu Mang who agreed."

"I really don't know anything about it. Is this called "You Yan Wuming"? Compare the results with Class 1? It's not like seeking death."

"The entire class of Class 20 will probably lose all its face."

The whole school talked a lot.

...

Class 20.

There are complaints.

In the end, under Lu Yang's force of suppression, they all swallowed their anger and studied.

"I tell you, don't fight for steamed buns and breathe! Do you, the poor students, want to show them a shame?!" Lu Yang's voice was sonorous and powerful, "We must love learning!"

Chu Yao couldn't help laughing out loud. Is there anything more funny than a poor student holding a mobilization meeting?

Lu Yang glared at him fiercely.

Chu Yao was serious in a second, "Brother Yang is right, I love to study! The road to Shu is difficult than going up to the blue sky! It is difficult to walk! It is difficult to walk! There are many misaligned roads, and now it is difficult? It is extremely difficult for me!"

"Hahahahahahahaha..." The whole class burst into laughter, "Brother Yao, you are so talented."

Lu Yang: "..."

Gu Mang looked at Lu Yang who was at a loss on the podium, with a smile on his lips, both slutty and evil.

Pick up a pen and write exercises.

Lu Yang also felt that he might lose this time, so he returned to his seat with a little disappointment.

Seeing Gu Mang studying, he finally felt a little comfort in his heart.

When he got closer, he saw Gu Mang drawing a fox in the exercise book. His legs became weak and almost fell.

Forget it, he should go back to find Lu Yi to make up for the lessons.
Chapter completed!
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