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Compared with Jia Luoye's peaceful night, closing his eyes until dawn, Xiang Yang's sleep last night was much more uncomfortable, and he had nightmares all night.

The content of the nightmare is extremely weird, except for ghosts, there are ghosts, and even the background of the story happened in ancient times, and the plot is extremely vivid.

It made him wake up the next day, feeling a little dazed.

Father Xiang Yunchong looked at Xiang Yang with panda eyes, and said with a smile, "Did you turn into a werewolf last night and go out to patrol the streets?"

"...I didn't." Xiang Yang sighed: "I had a nightmare all night, and I had a headache."

"Then don't ride a bike today," my mother gave instructions from the kitchen.

"Ah." Xiang Yang scratched his head.

"Ah what, I didn't sleep well, it's dangerous to go up and down." My mother said with a serious face.

Xiang Yang saw his father's expression of having nothing to do with himself, so he had no choice but to respond, "...Oh." Then he hung his schoolbag on his shoulder and walked outside.

"Aren't you eating at home?" Dad opened his mouth and asked.

"No," Xiang Yang strode out, after a few steps, he seemed to remember something, turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, Mom, I won't be back at noon, I'll eat at school."

"What about tonight?" Mom asked.

"I don't know. I'll take our neighbor's little grandson to the pet hospital for an injection at night, and then I'll see if he invites your son to dinner, and then I'll decide whether to come back to eat." Xiang Yang replied with a smile.

"You child," the mother said angrily, "You are a guest from afar, do you know?"

"I know, I know. We are guests from afar, and we want to show our respect as landlords." Xiang Yang shouted and went out.

Xiang's mother talked about this all night last night, saying that others came from far away in the United States, you are better off, go to eat, empty-handed, I don't know, I thought you were a grandson from other people.

At the gate of the community, Li Qi had already circled the green belt several times on a battery scooter. When he saw him coming out, he immediately turned on the gas pedal and rushed over: "Where's your new car? Let me ride it. It's so big, it's not big yet. I have ridden a bicycle worth tens of thousands of yuan."

"Excellence," Xiang Yang said, "I didn't sleep well last night, my mother won't let me ride."

After hearing this, Li Qi sighed deeply: "Yeah, I waited for you for more than an hour in vain, and the car was confiscated after half a day. Go, get in the car, I'll help you."

Xiang Yang raised his leg and sat up skillfully: "Go directly to school or?"

"Liu Ji Wonton!" Li Qi started the battery car and rode Juechen: "I won't kill you, I'm sorry for waiting for more than an hour."

The Liu Ji Wonton that Li Qi said is located in the south of Jiacheng Middle School, the location is a bit remote and hard to find, and the shop is run by an old man, who is not very familiar with some common Internet propaganda in modern society, and he is too lazy to get it .

But it's such a store, I came late, and I didn't even have a seat.

Not for anything else, it's all because the old man's culinary skills are astonishing.

According to the surrounding neighbors, this old man was originally an imperial cook in the palace, who seemed to be in the Southern Song Dynasty, and was responsible for making dim sum.

Anyway, regardless of whether it is true or not, this technology is not to be chosen in the whole city of Hangzhou.

The dough alone is made with eggs and gravy. It is delicious when paired with the old man's ancestral soup.

That's the price...

It's so high that it's amazing.

Li Qi carried Xiang Yang on his back and headed straight to Liu Ji. Xiang Yang, who was sitting in the back row, glanced at the rearview mirror in front of him, and he could see the smirk from the corner of Li Qi's mouth almost catching up with the tide of ghost kings in Qiantang River.

After eating three bowls of wontons for one person, Li Qi was so happy that he could hardly find his way.

Sucking all the way.

"Can we have a quiet meeting?" Xiang Yang turned his head and looked at him.

"Watch the road, brother," Li Qi patted Xiang Yang on the back vigorously: "If you don't watch the road when you ride a bicycle, you will die. Hey, you shouldn't be taking me instead."

"Then stop sucking your mouth." Xiang Yang said.

"Okay, okay, okay," Li Qi replied, "Your driver, you are the biggest."

Xiang Yang smiled and twisted the accelerator, accelerated and rushed out, and finally entered the school with many twists and turns.

Before reaching the teaching building, Xiang Yang suddenly stopped the car.

"Fuck, is the car broken?" Li Qi asked immediately.

"No, I saw a person." Xiang Yang said.

"Your lover?" Li Qi asked: "Didn't you guys have nothing to do with each other long ago? Could it be that your relationship is broken again, no wonder you haven't seen anyone all summer..."

"Get out, looking for a cigarette," Xiang Yang parked the battery car: "I'll go say hello."

"Hey, they're all in the same school. Why do you choose this point when you play or not? You must know that the first class is the devil class!" Li Qi was anxious.

Demon Duan, whose full name is Duan Zhiyong, is the math teacher of Wensan this year and the director of the school's teaching department.

There is only one class this year, and that is Wen San.

Every time he attends class, he emphasizes discipline and clears up the atmosphere. If he fails to satisfy him, he will continue to waste it. It is said that the most ruthless one was that the whole class was detained for three hours.

People, it's all like this.It doesn't matter if you get punished yourself, what you fear most is dragging down the whole class, the feeling of guilt is as uncomfortable as being possessed by a demon.

Both Xiang Yang and Li Qi were a little afraid of this devil.

"I'm afraid of you." Xiang Yang retracted his foot, kicked up the stand, and rushed out towards the classroom.

At the same time, in the direction Xiang Yang was looking at just now, a tall boy was standing there with a pair of light blue pupils.

Seeing the little grandson standing there blankly.

Gan Ningchuan stepped forward and patted, and asked, "What's the matter, Luo Ye?"

"It's nothing, I just saw the neighbor from yesterday." Galoye said, "I just rode past."

Gan Ningchuan said "oh", then he didn't say anything, and continued to walk towards the principal's office with his little grandson, and went through the final transfer procedures.

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