As soon as Xia Zihao walked out, his whole body was filled with chills. The driver beside him lowered his head respectfully, thinking that the two children were having trouble again.
He kicked the car hard, and Xia Zihao was irritated and wanted to hit someone.
The car made a sad sound, and the driver's heart trembled.
After getting into the car, the driver asked: "Master... are you going back to school?"
"It's still useful..." The roaring words suddenly took a turn, and the corners of his lips raised, "No... go to gy"
Although the driver was surprised, he didn't dare to say anything. He started the car, changed the direction, and drove towards gy.
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Yu Yuanyuan looked at the classroom with only one or two people and sighed helplessly. She had been here for more than a week and had never seen more than five people in the class.
But there was a girl who came to school every day like her, but she was a little late, didn't like to talk, and fell asleep on the table as soon as she got to the classroom.
"Bell——" The harsh bell rang.
Yu Yuanyuan packed her schoolbag slowly. She tried to understand the textbooks, but she didn't know the characters very well, and the math was even more confusing. It was very difficult.
The teacher usually comes to the door of the class, says, "Oh, there are not many people here today, let's talk next time" and then leaves.
Yu Yuanyuan has to admit that this school is an excellent school, the teachers are excellent teachers, and the students are also excellent students.
Yu Yuanyuan packed her things and was about to leave when a hoarse and low voice came from behind her.
"Hey, buy me a bottle of water"
Yu Yuanyuan was stunned, looking left and right curiously, but saw no one.
"Where are you looking? I mean you, hurry up and go"
Yu Yuanyuan turned around, pointed at her nose, and said stupidly: "Me?"
"Yeah, are you bothered? Are you going?" The woman raised her head unhappily and looked at her with sleepy eyes.
"Yes, I'll go immediately" and ran away
Halfway through, Yu Yuanyuan stopped inexplicably and couldn't help laughing. It seemed that she was so used to being enslaved that she had become a reflex.
However, Yu Yuanyuan still kindly went to the canteen to buy a bottle of water, and then hurried back to the classroom
As soon as I returned to the classroom, I heard the woman complaining, "Are you going to make water or buy water? How long is it taking..."