Chapter 692: The farmer who doesn't want to be the champion is not a good king (54)
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Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling
- Táng Yǒu Cháng'ān
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- 2021-02-04 09:15:42
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Looking at the past, he is slowly coming, and every time she looks up, he is just looking at someone else's answer sheet.
However, 666 is able to see everything from the perspective of God, so it is easy to see, the man, looks like a fierce and cruel appearance, the actual eyes can not help but sneak in the direction of Miss Sister!
Every time Miss Sister looked up, he quickly turned his eyes and looked at other people. But when Miss Sister didn't look at him, he wouldn't stare at Miss Sister. His eyes were as fierce and greedy, and he looked unhappy!
[Heart! Black belly! BOSS, you have such a thing! Fire, look at him soon, I never thought that BOSS turned out to be such a person! 】
It screamed and shouted, but the chubby bird didn't take care of it. It turned back and saw the chubby bird holding the arrow and screaming.
It was the arrow of the weapon that was placed in the space. It was previously drawn out with a weapon voucher. She didn’t use it, but let the chubby bird stare at it. She came out three times and five times and went to sleep in her nest.
When I saw it, I didn’t have much control. Anyway, she didn’t need it, so she let the fire go and play.
666 shouted no fire, but had to flatten his mouth and continue to watch the mission live.
When Susie said with a smile, Jin asked the court to feel something. He pretended to be a look of disdain. It seemed that he really came to review the examination room. He stopped and stopped to see the students answering questions.
At this moment, he just walked to the side of the classmate Xu Yincheng, Xu Yincheng was bowing his head and devoted himself to writing the righteousness, and even did not notice the approach of Jin Wenting.
The teachings whispered: "This is one of the best students in our county. If it is within the scope of the Five Classics, he is not the first and second every time! Even if you get the whole province, you can The top of the row..."
Jin Wenting did not like Wen Shu's four books and five classics, but at least he spent several times. When he looked down, he knew that the teachings said it was good.
This study is extremely serious in writing all the strokes. The problem-solving questions are all finished, and they are being written. The content is detailed and closely related, and the writing is very good.
He couldn't help but worry about it. From the urgent letter sent by his subordinates, he learned that Qing Zhai had to compete with the county students. This disciple wrote well, then what about her?
He has confidence in her, can be concerned too deeply, still can not restrain the tension.
"However," Jiao Xiao smiled. "The best written, actually here!"
With one hand stretched out, facing the direction, it is the room of the prime!
Jin asked Ting to jump in his heart and wished he would immediately lift his legs and walk over. He coughed twice and looked at him with a sigh of relief. "That would be a look."
Before going to the house, I didn’t look at the prime, but turned to the front of the room where Yao Jinrong was opposite.
On the white paper, the word did not fall. Yao Jinrong, sitting in front of the book case, grabbed the pen and was very anxious and sweaty. His face was pale and his body was shaking like a sieve.
This is what the newspaper said, taking the lead in making it difficult to clear the fast? !
The man’s twilight moment screams the coldness of the fierce wolf, and the body emits a deadly killing, like a knife cold, ready to slap the opposite person!
If Yao Jinrong feels that he is looking up, he will see the killing in the court when he asks him. The brain is banging in his head. The heart seems to be squatting, breathing is difficult, and the whole body is as cold as ice.
This man is going to kill him -
"Oh, this is also a student of the county?"
He heard the man's cold voice, with a touch of sorrow: "What is the admission standard for county studies? Can anyone who can't write a word be included in the county?"