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Xiaopang also sighed when Gu Mang was joking, "Sister Mang, I know that Shengtianwang is very charming. After all, Weibo fans have exceeded 100 million. Eight of the ten people in our school are Shengtianwang fans. You like it. I can also understand Shengtianwang. Although Ms. Mang, your appearance is indeed very good, but the MV is a bit too much. Be careful of Shengtianwang fans.

Lu Yang laughed out loud, "Fatty, did we understand it wrong? Sister Mang is a diehard Sheng Ting fan, knowing that Sheng Ting made the MV yesterday, she ran to chase the stars, and then some pictures were taken from the perspective of passersby?"

Xiaopang thinks his brother Yang is really a clever ghost.

It must be so right!

So, Ms. Mang has a new MV Reuters photo in her hand? !

Xiaopang was excited, and his face was flattering, "Sister Mang, can you show me the look of Shengting this time, is the heroine and Shengting the traffic female celebrity who fought CP with Shengting?"

Gu Mang looked away blankly.

Asking Meng Jinyang for homework, the girl casually put her hands on her face, and started copying in no hurry.

Seeing that Gu Mang ignored him, Xiao Pang narrowed his mouth aggrieved, and turned back in awe.

Lu Yang also took out his workbook and copied it with Gu Mang. Without writing a few words, he raised his head and glanced at Gu Mang. "Sister Mang, are you really a die-hard fan?"

"No." Gu Mang was neither indifferent nor indifferent.

Lu Yang struggled with writing under his hand, and glanced at her suspiciously, "You have chased the MV shooting location, haven't you?"

You are definitely the expression of a fan.

Gu Mang did not speak.

Lu Yang quietly approached her, "I have a buddy. His sister is a friend of Sheng Ting. I will ask you for an autograph."

Gu Mang glanced at him from the corner of his eye, as if looking at a silly B.

Lu Yang didn't see it, the penholder shook quickly, and he raised his eyebrows particularly proudly, "Sheng Ting's signature is particularly difficult to get, Sister Mang, wait, I'll make one for you."

Gu Mang's eyebrows were drooping, and he copied the homework slowly.

...

After the last class, a few people went to the restaurant in groups.

The girls' school uniforms are open, and they are well-dressed. The whole hanger is not cool.

Walking among a group of people.

The aura is particularly strong.

Lu Yang walked beside Meng Jinyang, "Jinyang, the big topic that the physics teacher talked about in the last class, I didn't understand the last question, how to calculate the mechanical energy E that the metal rod passes through the magnetic field to overcome the loss of air resistance. "

When Xiaopang heard this, he looked at Meng Jinyang, "I didn't understand either. The brain cells were almost dead. I didn't know what the teacher was saying at the end."

Chu Yao was very depressed, "I can't figure out where I can't keep up."

"I want to listen too. I feel that I understand what the teacher said, but I still can't do it by myself." Shen Huan followed.

Gu Mang held the phone and played games casually.

Meng Jinyang took Gu Mang's arm to help her see the way, and thought for a while and said: "I will tell you when I go back to the classroom. You have to draw stress diagrams, otherwise it's hard to understand."

The four nodded.

Passing by the other class students next to the three, I heard that the class 20 people on the road were not talking about those fighting and fighting topics, but studying, and they were shocked.

Class 20 is crazy, the school bully knows to study?

Didn’t understand the last question of the big physics question, did you understand all the previous ones? !

That's physics!

The difficulty of the last big question I don’t know how many school tyrants are crying, but the next school tyrant understands the first two questions? !

No, it's not the one down now. I heard that the total score of the school tyrant last time was up to two hundred, and the reputation of the prodigal son has become popular throughout the high school.