It’s not Chu Hang’s divination or suspicion that he is seriously ill, but that he feels contradictory at the sight of Xia Mi’s resume.
Supposedly, living on social welfare, Xia Mi can’t afford Shilan Middle School.
As soon as he felt that Xia Mi was familiar, he was even more surprised when he saw that the other party had passed Shilan Middle School. They might indeed have a place to pay.
But he doesn’t remember this pool. If he has seen it, he should remember it clearly. After all, the other party is quite beautiful.
Xia Mi sighed, "Brother, you just don’t understand the sufferings of the people!"
Chapter two hundred and twelve Free Day Painting Pear Clothes Want to Win
Chuhang leng don’t know what school sister means, but looking at each other’s eyes is like looking at class enemies and don’t know what to say at the moment.
"When Shilan Middle School guarantees the enrollment rate, it will also attract students with excellent academic performance. Of course, a versatile student with excellent grades like me can be specially admitted."
Xia Mi rely on sit back charming is spruce head slightly lifted to ChuHang there.
"Sorry, I don’t know."
Chuhang apologized that he should not doubt the origin of the other party.
"senior brother"
Xia Mi looked at Chu Hang. "Has anyone ever said that you are very chatty?"
Chuhang doesn’t talk.
Xia Mi sighed lightly as if the steel around him was unshakable and desperate. "Shouldn’t you praise my sister for being a good girl in the new era at this time?"
"Sister is really diligent and excellent, and your pedigree rating should be very high."
Chuhang honestly replied
Then the scene fell into a dead silence. The old classmates in Xia Mi, the former preparatory class of Peking University, also looked at this scene like a ghost, saying that it was the first time to see a boy who was motionless in the face of Xia Mi’s classmates’ beauty.
Brother Chu, is he made of ice?
The world python relies on Chuhang to take many preppie cars, and Serafur also takes a batch of new cars.
Freshmen followed Chuhang into the campus, but before they came to marvel at the architectural scenery of Castle College, they looked at Chuhang with doubts.
He took off the long backpack behind him, took out a M4A1 rifle from it, held it in one hand and took out a long knife in the other. Finally, he put an ID card a few millimeters thick on his chest.
In an instant, from a temperament like a cold-blooded killer person to a real killer, the freshmen looked stupid and didn’t know that they were going to participate in terrorist acts.
Whew-whew-whew-
The bomb broke and three freshmen fell on the spot.
"Wow, this is a day of freedom. It’s as exciting as the Night’s Watch Forum!"
Xia Mi’s face was full of excitement, like a little witch who was afraid of chaos, and she was naturally invited to Chuhang’s side. "Brother, lend me your gun to play."
Seeing that Chuhang had nothing to do, she assured that "my shooting class is also a perfect score."
Chu Hang didn’t answer Xia Mi’s question, but first said to the freshmen, "This is a free day activity. Don’t panic. If you want to participate in the activity, you will send it to the ID card with the admission notice. You can come with me to the Amber Pavilion to get it."
With that, he threw the M4A1 handle in his hand to Xia Mi Xia Mi, and immediately took the suitcase and ran to find a bunker. He took out the identity card he had prepared from his pocket behind him and posted it on his left chest.
Howl, howl-
On the other hand, Serafur led the freshmen to pour down one after another. She frowned and lifted her long skirt. Before the younger brothers behind her got excited, they saw the snow-white thigh of the teacher elder sister tied with a black belt and two Beretta handles tied to her face.
"Brothers and sisters, don’t panic. Follow me to find a bunker and go to Norton Pavilion to get Wu …"
Before Seraph finished her words, she suddenly jumped sideways and made an elegant and light rollover. She is the head of the dance troupe, and even avoiding it in battle is like dancing.
A large-caliber Friga shell fired a mass of red mist on the ground.
In the distance, the teenager on the top floor of the Hall of the Soul withdrew from the shell casing and reloaded it. This is the time for him to get up early and find a good position.
Shooting Lu Fei found his strongest talent. He was not confident to win the final battle in this free day, but he could still do something in the camp match.