National School Prince Is A Girl

After Fu Jiu finished the last ellipsis, he opened the mobile hotspot and erected the "English textbook" exclusively for her.

Everyone thought she was reading a book, including the teacher in the classroom.

Only Xue Yaoyao, who is sitting next to her, knows that Fu Jiu is not a book at all, but a small notebook!

She looked at the exquisite little book of such a knife and axe, and stunned her mouth, fearing that she would scream and be discovered by the English teacher.

Who can think of it, obviously an English textbook, after opening it will be a computer, he, how he did it! ?

Xue Yaoyao swayed and looked at the perfect side face of the boy.

She is not stupid, the notebook constructed in this way is not available, and there is no trademark on it.

Anyone who has studied computer foundation knows that this is a top-level assembly.

He... Why is there such a book?

It is obviously the most ordinary teenager.

He used to be a nouveau riche.

Is it all... are they disguised?

Xue Yaoyao looked at the slender hands and made a beautiful **** on the keyboard.

She also plays games, so it is clear that the more powerful people, the more silent they are.

And... When the teenager is typing, he doesn’t bow his head. One hand is holding his chin, and the beautiful eyes are watching the podium. It seems that he is not typing, but is listening to classes.

How powerful is it to be able to do this.

Xue Yaoyao tightened his fingers and there was an unspeakable excitement in his blood.

As a poor person, she is very clear that the last time Director Zhang’s incident was not uncommon.

Director Zhang has a deep relationship in school, she already knew.

How did the private information come from?

Who can do this before a night, launch such a powerful network effect.

There is a pusher behind this.

Perhaps Director Zhang will hate this push.

As a victim, they can return to school and be able to elute her thief, all relying on this push.

That is the hero she most wants to thank in her heart.

More and more voices are being distorted because there are no connections that are not rich enough.

But at that time, Xue Yaoyao saw a lot of hope.

She always wondered who the person would be, and even the police had no idea.

Now, she is finally who the person is.

It turned out that he was sitting next to him and defending her again and again.

Xue Yaoyao put down his right hand, still twitching, took a carbon pen and wrote a piece of paper in the past. Because it was too excited, the beautiful fonts were somewhat distorted.

"What happened to Director Zhang, are you doing it right?"

Fu Jiu also used the game to find the players in the game. The English textbook shell on her hand was the result of her night last night. The shell was paid for by her online booking. A lot of work.

Suddenly there was a piece of paper in front of me, and the writing on the note was fainted by tears, but it was more clear.

Fu Jiuyi, the head turned to Xue Yaoyao to look over.

Xue Yaoyao saw it and pulled a piece of paper. He quickly wrote: "I don't have any other meaning, nor will I tell others, I just want to..."

Before she finished writing, Fu Jiu took out the pen in her hand, and a simple and handsome word was returned to the note: "Yes."