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The stands suddenly became quiet, as empty as an abandoned ancient city deep in the desert without seeing the sun. The breathing between each other could be heard clearly, and all eyes fell on Zhong Yuxi. She was enjoying herself.

At that moment, she felt as if she was being penetrated by so many eyes. It was late, and she couldn't help but shudder.

The scene was awkward, when suddenly a few soft high-fives came from the stands, and then several high-fives joined in. His Majesty the King looked at the embarrassed look of his most beloved son with a smile on his face, and then

Glancing at the woman who was a little happy and a little panicked in victory, he turned his head and asked in a low voice, the Second Highness Xuanyuan Leng beside him: "Is this the instructor Liu Jin often talks about?"

Xuanyuan Leng was not sure, but their pampered younger brother would often return to the palace angrily, and then reluctantly said to his brothers: "I'm so angry, I'm so angry, I really can't see you."

Such a stupid woman."

They always asked him in a teasing tone: "Who has the courage to make you so angry?"

"Zhong Yuxi, stupid woman." Although his tone was hateful, there was no trace of hatred in his eyes, but there was a kind of tenderness unique to a young boy.

"That's probably it. I'll send someone to check it out right away."

The king waved his hand, forget it, and suddenly thought of something: "The prince's plane will arrive in the evening, have you arranged for someone to pick him up?"

"It has been arranged long ago, please rest assured, Your Majesty." Xuanyuan Leng replied respectfully.

"It's a pity that he didn't see such a wonderful performance. He really suffered a lot." The king regretted for a moment, and Xuanyuan Leng hurriedly laughed with him, but a trace of disapproval of ridicule flashed in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant.

Zhong Yuxi came out of the dean's office with a look of frost on her face. The dean slapped her with hair and slapped her from the roots of her hair to the back of her feet. He said it was the royal family's fault and punished her with a sweep.

Five months in the toilet, one year of cleaning stinky shoes, and only after the piercing assurances from her head that the dean was willing to let her out.

Zhong Yuxi sighed while changing clothes in the dressing room. Xuanyuan Liujin was deliberately trying to make things difficult for her. Tomorrow, he must grab his pigtails and punish him severely, torture him, and humiliate him...

(Be a role model to others, be a role model to others.)

She got dressed and walked out. She just walked a short distance when she felt something was wrong. She looked down and saw that she was wearing a pair of shoes that were two sizes too big. Because the lockers in the courtyard were tight, they had always shared a locker.

It must be that a colleague at the same desk put her shoes on by mistake. Does she like to wear small shoes so much?

Zhong Yuxi kicked the shoes under her feet as she walked. She felt that it was quite fun to kick. She suddenly became playful and kicked her legs higher and higher. She watched the shoes swaying about to fly away and then being taken back.

She couldn't help but laugh to herself. She was so happy that she didn't see a group of people walking in front of her. When she found out, the shoes left her feet unsatisfactorily, flying like a rugby ball.

Got out.

It didn't matter if it flew away, but it happened to hit one of the people in the group, flying across the shoe, and everyone was stunned.

Soon, all eyes turned to the instigator.


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