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Xingluo Qiao moved her body. She had been huddled behind Richard just now, which made him feel uncomfortable all over. After finishing the activity, he turned around and saw his two friends and Lan Yiyou staring straight at him. He was startled and jumped back in a defensive posture: "Do it!"

Richard coughed a few times. He just felt that Xingluo Qiao's words just now were strange. At this time, he came back to his senses and looked at Lan Yiyou: "Then, can we start? I'll be honest with you. , Wenwen may not be that smart in learning this."

"Acha! Do you believe it or not that I let the little lucky egg hit you on the head with its stone? Don't think I didn't understand, you are just calling me stupid!" Mo Wenwen puffed her mouth and directly let go of the little lucky egg. Coming out, Little Fudan waved the stone in his hand and spread his teeth and claws on the small round table.

"Oh, Wenwen, when did you evolve? You are a lot smarter!" Xingluo Qiao joked.

Mo Wenwen glanced at Xingluo Qiao with disgust: "Are you still embarrassed to accuse me?"

After saying that, he ignored Xingluo Qiao and pushed Lan Yiyou down on his seat. Richard and Xingluo Qiao also took their seats.

"My name is Mo Wenwen! From now on, just call me Wenwen! These two stinky guys, the one with blond hair just introduced himself, and the one with black hair~ Judging from the reactions of Aluo and you, you two have We already know each other. Stinky Aluo! Why didn’t you introduce such a beautiful young lady to me earlier!" Mo Wenwen held Lan Yiyou's little hand, her eyes seemed to be glowing green.

Richard also turned around and said, "Hey, since you already knew Aluo before, why did you ask Teacher An?"

"Hi, before...emm, we have only met twice, and we haven't exchanged names, so of course we don't know! Ahem, hello, classmate Lan Yiyou, my name is Xingluo Qiao, and this is my Pichu, it "My name is Setsuna." Xingluo Qiao subconsciously wanted to tell her what happened before, but thinking about the girl's illness... it seemed not good to tell her directly, so she might as well fool her around.

Lan Yiyou's mind was still buzzing at this moment: Oops, what did he just say! He praised me so much! What should I do, what should I do, my face is so hot, I can’t faint, I can’t faint! Then he was pulled back by Xingluo Qiao's voice.

"Ah! I know, I know! The teacher explained your battle in detail in class! It's really awesome!" Although Lan Yiyou's face was red at the moment, thanks to the teacher's frequent explanation of that battle during this period, at this moment She was able to talk to Xingluo Qiao normally.

Xingluo Qiao waved her hand: "Just average, your achievements in elf history are far beyond my reach."

When Lan Yiyou heard the history of elves, she remembered why they came to see her. She said a little embarrassedly: "I put my book in the dormitory. I have to go back and get it. Please wait for me."

Mo Wenwen quickly grabbed her: "No, no, you use Aluo's. He has a good brain and has already memorized everything." After saying that, she gave Xingluo Qiao a look. Although Xingluo Qiao He didn't understand what she meant, but he really didn't need the textbook, so he handed his book directly to Lan Yiyou. After Lan Yiyou took it with a blushing face, Mo Wenwen came over again and asked, "Classmate Lan Yiyou , can I call you Xiaoyou?"

Lan Yiyou smiled and nodded: "Of course, my friends all call me that." Then his eyes moved, he glanced at Richard and then stopped at Xingluo Qiao: "You can also call me that. I."

This look was instantly caught by Mo Wenwen, and then an excited smile appeared on her face.

Xingluo Qiao was stunned by Lan Yiyou's look, and when she saw Mo Wenwen's strange smile, she slashed her with a knife.

"Study seriously! Who do you think Lao Li and I are doing this for! If you don't take it seriously, I will report it to your mother!"

Mo Wenwen was in pain, and her little hands finally let go of Lan Yiyou, covering her head with tears in her eyes: "Oh, I understand..."

Seeing Mo Wenwen's expression, Lan Yiyou couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, then opened the book and began to teach Xingluo Qiao and the others seriously.

Although Lan Yiyou said that she has never taught anyone, she is obviously very talented in language expression. Under her guidance, Mo Wenwen's memory amount tripled this morning!

Compared with Xingluo Qiao, it's like: you memorize it, and after you memorize it, you'll understand after you recite it a few times. method is indeed more efficient.

Xing Luoqiao's method is not useless. The most important thing about elf history is actually memorizing a lot of memories. But for Mo Wenwen, Lan Yiyou's method is obviously better.

The four of them studied at twelve o'clock in the morning and went to the cafeteria to eat together.

After picking up the dishes they wanted to eat separately, everyone sat together again. Compared with the various dishes of the other three people, Lan Yiyou only had one boiled green dish in front of him.

Looking at the lunch in front of everyone, Lan Yiyou felt a little embarrassed.

Xingluo Qiao was the last one to return to her seat. As soon as she sat down, she glanced at the boiled vegetables in front of Lan Yiyou and said, "We've already prepared the rice, right? Come on, let's eat together."

As Xingluo Qiao said, she put all the dishes ordered by everyone together, took a chopstick of boiled green vegetables into her mouth while holding the rice bowl, then looked at the other three people and said, "Look at what I'm doing, eat quickly. !”

Richard and Mo Wenwen immediately understood, and both took a chopstick of boiled vegetables and put it in their mouths.

Lan Yiyou looked at the three of them, and some of the embarrassment and inferiority that had just emerged were instantly washed away. A warmth surged from the bottom of her heart, and her eyes turned red for some reason.

When Xingluo Qiao saw it, why was she still crying? That's not right... After thinking for a while, he found the key to the problem! : "Look at you, Lao Li, why you put so much chili pepper in the boiled pork slices you ordered! It's so irritating to your eyes!"

Mo Wenwen immediately reacted and accused Richard together. Richard's CPU burned out: "No, wasn't this boiled pork slices ordered by you, Ah Luo?!"

"...Is that so?"

When Lan Yiyou saw Xing Luoqiao's embarrassment, she burst into tears and smiled. She added a small chopstick to the boiled meat slices and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I actually like it."

Everyone had a great time eating this meal. Lan Yiyou was a little full after eating and couldn't stand the other three who kept bringing food to her. She was too embarrassed to refuse, and her belly bulged as she ate.

"Phew, we're full! Let's go back and have a rest. Our second half of today will start at two o'clock!" Xing Luoqiao waved her hand, and the four of them got up and left the canteen together.

At the end of the day on Sunday, in the evening, the trio had turned into a quartet. Mo Wenwen and Lan Yiyouhao seemed to be the same person. When it was about to separate, the two were still reluctant to leave, and Xingluo Qiao also I can only sigh, the friendship between girls is really magical.