National School Prince Is A Girl

What he sells is not food.

If it was n’t for food, it would only be human ...

Bo Jiu's fingers tightened, and his eyes sank a little bit. It was black like night, and it was hard to calm down.

Things are more complicated than she thought.

And such a thing can't beat the snake.

What's the use of catching only one worm.

Without pulling out those buyers, this matter will never end.

Bo Jiu used the QQ search function to search the other party's QQ account.

The information on the data is scarce, only the age and occupation.

Just the occupation column alone made Bo Jiu narrow his eyes.

She sat there for a long time without moving.

With the idea of ​​wanting to smoke.

There is no disguise. When I left, I asked for a box of Marlboro from the bar premiere.

Bo Jiu's smoking is not like Qin Mo, there is an unspeakable loneliness.

Especially when she is standing in a deserted street, the loneliness will be particularly obvious.

"It turned out to be this way." When Bo Jiu spoke, he still brought smoke: "No wonder it is so arrogant, it seems to have come slowly."

Because this matter is likely to be reversed because of the identity of the buyer.

Therefore, before there is no definite evidence.

The only thing she can do is protect Li Mengran.

How can we make this all look natural.

Bo Jiu soon thought of a solution.

It's just that she hasn't waited for her to implement this method.

That surnamed Yang's took the initiative to find her.

"Bo Jiu, please come with me."

At the entrance of Class D, his eyes swept away, very serious.

If it were not clear what he was inside, probably no one would think of him in vain.

But in this world, who is living in a disguise?

Bo Jiu put down the tablet in his hand and stood up with a smile.

The voices of the other classmates stopped a little, because no one knows what a class A teacher is looking for in their class D students?

Yang surnamed Yang took Bo Jiu into the office and pointed to the skateboard beside him: "Should this be yours?"

Bo Jiu glanced towards it, as if carefully confirming: "It's very much like mine, but my one is marked with my name, there is nothing on it."

Squinting the surname Yang: "Is it?"

"If the teacher is interested, I can bring it to you, my skateboard is in the classroom." This time.How can Bo Jiu be his own skateboard?

But as she expected, this surnamed Yang was very smart, and even confirmed through the skateboard whether the person who appeared in the corridor yesterday was her.

Oh, if it is so simple, it will be discovered by the other party.

She doesn't need to do any hacking.

The surnamed Yang looked at the student again.

About Bo Jiu, he knows a little bit.

Actually saying this is nonsense.

The one who used to drag the back of the school somehow turned into school grass somehow.

Called a sensational school.

He also read the interview of the teenager.

I don't know why, from the bottom of his heart, he is unwilling to make more contact with this teenager.

It was just the appearance of this skateboard yesterday that made him have to care ...

"It's not yours." Teacher Yang laughed quickly: "It is said that the national competition is about to start. This time the scores should be very important to you. Just all the scores will be collected by me. You should be good. Come on, it ’s better to be a student ... "