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Because this time she was really late for a long time... and the bus was gone..., so Mu Qing was forced to take a taxi. When she arrived at the destination, Mu Qing reluctantly looked at the money that could buy a lot of snacks.

Let's go. I thought I was already late, so I got off the car right away.

When I arrived at the school gate, sure enough, the school gate was closed. Sure enough, when I saw the uniform of the college guard, I thought it was the big guy from last time. I was going to go over and talk to him about being accommodating and let him enter the school gate. Only then I realized that it was not the big guy today.

Sichuan is on duty!!!

God is trying to play tricks on me!!! Why am I so unlucky!!!! Mu Qing screamed in her heart, but she still went and tried.

'Um, hello... um... I'm a freshman... I'm late today, you...' Mu Qing was interrupted by the guard Shu Shu before she could finish her words.

"You think I'm a three-year-old kid? Little sister, this is a high school! Not a junior high school! Don't play here." The guard, Big Shu, put his hands on his waist and yelled like a shrew.

The guard thought at this time: Although she is very cute, I don't like lolita! She is not wearing a school uniform and is so small. She must not be from this college. [[[Mu Qing shouts, I am really from high school.

..Do you want me to show you my ID card!!]]]

When Mu Qing thought about being late for the first day of school, her beautiful blue eyes were filled with mist. She pursed her lips and bent down, "I don't care, I'm going in."

"No" said firmly.【】

'Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Hey, I thought it might work, so I picked up the phone and called.

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Class A of the second grade of high school ------------------- is in class.

A cell phone ringtone rang in the classroom

"Who is playing with a cell phone in class?! Hand it over," a middle-aged woman shouted with her hands on her hips.

All the students in the class looked at An Linghao's seat.

An Linghao rested his face on his hands, slowly picked up the phone and looked at the teacher with squinted eyes.

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Chapter completed!