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Chapter five hundred and fifty first gas hematemesis

Looking at the steamed buns handed over, Nangong Sheng black thread

Is he begging for a steamed bun? This is too much

But that made Mo Qianyi unhappy

Mo Qianyi threw his eyes over, and Nangong Sheng hid beside him with a steamed bun in his arms.

The Ninth Prince is so fierce

However, without taking a bite of the steamed bun in his hand, he was snatched by Helian Xu, a crowd watching the fun.

Nangong Sheng was angry, "You didn't place bets, so go to the cafeteria to eat, why are you robbing my steamed buns?"

"Can I say, the cafeteria didn't make dinner today, everyone came here to cheer for Dean Guan," Helian Xu said quietly.

Nangong Sheng”

Judging from this, isn't this steamed bun particularly important

As soon as he thought about this, he saw Helian Xu ate all the dry steamed buns in a few bites.

Nangong Sheng was crazy and wanted to beat Helianxu

Return his steamed buns

To be honest, Nangong Sheng would never have thought that one day he would almost become enemies with Helianxu because of a steamed bun.

well

Dean, stop fighting, if you can't beat him, you can admit defeat, just want to let them go

The battle lasted until the third update in the middle of the night. Fenghua and others were hungry, thirsty and sleepy. On the other hand, Feng Qiuyue and others ate dinner and drank hot tea. When it was too late at night, they even put on the tent.

Why are you unpretentious people planning to camp here together

What's the matter

You can do your best

I have to say that most of Fenghua’s students are very proud of their faces, but they are unwilling to be so casual in Feng Qiuyue and others.

In the eyes of Feng Qiuyue and others, their behavior is to suffer for fear of face and live.

Fortunately, the battle between Dean Guan and the old man did not last long. After about two hours, both of them were exhausted and sank on the ground, motionless like a dead dog.

no way

They're all too tired

So tired that I don't want to move

And this battle has no winner or loser, and it ends completely in a draw

Taken for granted, Feng Qiuyue and others won the bet

Fenghua people feel so depressed

They were blew with the cold wind, and they were hungry and sleepy, just to give money to Feng Qiuyue and others.

Now, the little old man who finally tied the game did not forget to take credit at this time. "Little girl, for your draw, I really have to use all my strength. If you win the money, you have to give me some commission."

"I'll give it to you when I receive the money." Feng Qiuyue said very generously.

Fenghua and everyone "" shared the spoils in front of them, is this okay?

"When will you give us the lost money?" Feng Qiuyue turned around and asked them, focusing on Nangong Sheng.

Nangong Sheng could no longer open his eyes and quickly said, "Tomorrow, I will give it to you tomorrow, I am so sleepy today."

"Okay, then I'll go to Fenghua to collect money tomorrow." Feng Qiuyue nodded, and then said to Dean Guan, "Director Guan, since it's tied, you and Dean Lu naturally don't need to apologize to each other. If you want to get our affairs, let's come to an end for the time being, but what's wronged by you, do we have to continue to calculate?"

After a while, Dean Guan made a comeback, Feng Qiuyue brought up the old story again.

So, Dean Guan, who was so tired that he vomited blood and fell into a coma.

Dean Guan was carried back by Fenghua's teachers and students. Before leaving, Fenghua's teachers and students looked at Feng Qiuyue with absolutely horror.
Chapter completed!
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