"Yes." The uncle wiped his sweat, thinking that Qing Mose was interested in his school, so he was silently proud in his heart.
However, he never expected that Qing Mose would enjoy the soy milk prize endlessly. If he found out, he would definitely vomit blood and die.
Qingmose couldn't wait to put her hand into the box, and then groped for a ball, silently chanting Anita Buddha in her heart, please bless her, soy milk...soy milk. [⊙﹏⊙bhan]
"Damn..." It turned out to be red, her soy milk!!!!
"Congratulations, you have received an invitation letter from our Holy Zero Academy." Looking at the wretched uncle with a smile on his face, Qingmo Se couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Is he so happy? Logically speaking, he shouldn't be gritting his teeth at the disadvantage, and behind his back.
Curse her?
"Can I exchange this for soy milk?" Qing Mose said pitifully. She didn't have the money to go to that school, so she might as well exchange it for a cup of soy milk.
But the uncle wiped his sweat speechlessly, "Are you kidding..." I really hope she is joking, no, she must be joking. How can any earthling despise their school? Is their school not as good as a cup of soy milk? Come on!
Is Ma International a big joke?
"If it doesn't work, just think I'm joking..." Looking at him like that, it was obvious that he wanted to make herself happy, but she had no money, so she was too happy.
"Anituofo..." I hope it's soy milk this time... Qingmose reached in to get the ball again...