Song Silu became a little anxious. It was only ten minutes before the evening self-study get out of class at City No. 1 Middle School ended. She had also made an appointment to relay the whole process to brother Zhou Ming. Now it seems that she doesn't know how long it will be delayed.
Shunzi leaned back, and the two corners of the chair were raised in the air, leaving only the two corners at the back as the point of strength.
"If we mess up this matter, it will be difficult for the elder brother to explain it to me." Shunzi said in a very relaxed tone.
But after Brother Long heard this, he stood up immediately, walked to the door of the private room, and looked out.
The expression on his entire face is no longer as calm as before.[
All this was seen by Chen Zhanpeng, and his emotions were also infected, and he became anxious.
Han Bing, on the other hand, remained as usual, watching the TV calmly, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.
The other students didn't know the reason, and they were secretly wondering. It was just a traffic jam. They were coming later. Why did Brother Long, who always knew everything well, become so worried?
"It's useless for you to be anxious." Shunzi's chair kept swinging back and forth in a difficult movement. Song Silu was always worried that the chair would suddenly fall to the ground.
"Even if we go to check the origins of that group of people now, it will take at least ten minutes before we get any news." Shunzi took an apple from the fruit plate on the table in front of her and started eating it.
"That's right." Brother Long's strong figure stood at the door of the private room, still not moving for a moment, his eyes kept staring at the depths of the garden, waiting for any movement from there.
"Be calm." Shunzi finished an apple and threw the core into the trash can in the corner: "If it is really him, then we won't be ashamed if we lose."
"Having said that, I still feel dissatisfied." Brother Long clenched his fists.
Are we really going to lose?
A drop of sweat broke out on Chen Zhanpeng's forehead, and he felt miserable and panicked in his heart.
Everyone in the private room also felt the depressing atmosphere, but they still didn't understand why Brother Long and Shunzi thought they might have lost just because of the traffic jam?
Han Bing watched the TV with a little disdain in the corners of his eyes.
"Why...are you delaying time..." Brother Long muttered to himself.