: Bet on fifty cents

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To be honest, the headmaster is the headmaster. There should be a lot of temperament and elegance, and she also carries the baptism brought by the years to the woman. This taste cannot be learned.
Zhang Xingyun left the office and walked toward the sweet dormitory, although he had only been there once, but with Zhang Xingyun's memory, it was just a trivial matter.
However, he was fined during the class, and he never returned, and would not let the black teacher add a tens of thousands of words to himself?
Zhang Xingyun was a little panicked along the way. At the corner, he suddenly heard the voice of the young ancestor, "To the teacher, you don't know that my uncle's speech is nothing. Otherwise, if you let him fine, how did he run?"
"The reason why I always make mistakes is that he taught me badly, and I am also a victim. I promise to keep him away from me in the future!" Zhang Xingyun couldn't see it, and he could think of Ling Xiaohan's regretfulness. The look of determination.
Mader, if there wasn't such an identity as a sister-in-law, Zhang Xingyun would not allow him to be so arrogant!
He even thinks, is this little ancestor really Ling Xiaoya's sister? How can the personality be so different? When she met her, Zhang Xingyun only felt that his wife's personality was really great.
"Mr. Xiang, do you not believe me? Or you will see if he is there for a while, I will bet fifty cents with you!"
Zhang Xingyun's mouth is drawn, your sister, I'm worth fifty cents?
Angrily talked about his head from the corner, "If you want to gamble, just be bigger? Are you afraid of losing."
"Sister ... Uncle, why are you here?" Ling Xiaohan looked at Zhang Xingyun like she was eating shit, her face was unbelievable, and she almost leaked.
"I'm waiting for you to gamble here, come on, betting bigger."
"My bet is Wu Mao, and I will give you Wu Mao at most!" Ling Xiaohan said straightforwardly.
"Alas, people's hearts aren't old. Are you talking about people's bad things behind their backs, don't they even have a fee for mental loss?" Zhang Xingyun sighed mournfully.
Ling Xiaohan, who smiled and blushed, was really embarrassed because he was arrested for saying bad things behind his back.
Xiang Tian frowned, "Uncle, why are you teaching Xiaohan these bad things again, why not gamble? Gambling is wrong, you will bring Xiaohan bad."
Zhang Xingyun opened his mouth for a long time, and he was short of breath. He really didn't know what to say.
Was this beautiful teacher brainwashed by the little ancestor?
She clearly said that she was the person who gambled, and she was also the one who said bad things about others. As a result, she did not teach this little ancestor, but in turn educated herself, which was obviously biased ...
When Ling Xiaohan saw someone support him, he suddenly felt confident, "I heard it, don't teach me bad, and reflect on it."
The appearance of this villain made the teeth of Zhang Xingyun tickle.
Xiang Tian stared at the two people, and the more it looked, the worse it was. I always felt that the relationship between the two was not like an uncle and niece.
The three returned to Xiangtian ’s dormitory after school, so I did n’t know that the door of the British University had already exploded.
The students who went out did not dare to go around the direction of the main entrance one by one, some timid and even dared to go out hiding inside the school gate.
Even those security guards hid in the duty room with security sticks, and their palms sweated.
"What happened?"
"Who knows, how come so many people have come suddenly, if they rushed inside, wouldn't they just smash our jobs?"
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