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Mr. Ito

Who doesn’t know how to say good things? The key is that those who can say good things like Li Xiaohu to make people feel sweet are called masters. The man is a student of the school and a member of the school union. He was sent by the teacher to receive Li Xiaohu.

The academic style of the University of Tokyo is very good, but Li Xiaohu came here just for a formality. He wanted to know why the University of Tokyo suddenly came to exchange students. According to past practice, the exchange was initiated by the Chinese side, but this time it was actually

It was proposed by Japan, so Li Xiaohu felt a little weird in his heart.

In fact, I blame myself for doing so well in the exam that it disrupted my thinking. If I was just an ordinary student and was selected as an exchange student by Japan, there must be something wrong with it. But, who

Let yourself be the best in the history of the national college entrance examination. With such a name, maybe Japan really takes a fancy to your cultural quality.

However, these things were just Li Xiaohu’s inner analysis, and he did not tell anyone else. No matter what happened during this trip to Tokyo, it was just a tourist attraction in his life. If nothing happened, he would just treat it as a trip to Japan.

Once; if something happens, we have to see what the Japanese are up to, or whether they have already found out his identity.

"Li Xiaohu, the teaching staff is here!" Ikeda led Li Xiaohu into the office, where several teachers were quarreling and fighting. One of the long-haired teachers pinched another teacher wearing glasses and said angrily: "Asshole, I said so.

Why don’t you agree with this conclusion?”

"Baga, Mr. Ito, your conclusion is obviously wrong. I'm just giving you proof!" The teacher wearing glasses pinched Mr. Ito's crotch with one hand and cursed: "I think your academics are all the same."

This piece of shit has no respect for theoretical basis at all, it’s all based on imagination!”

"Asshole, you're talking nonsense!" The long-haired man glared at him and pressed his hands harder.

Li Xiaohu was dumbfounded by the argument between the two. It was just because of a conclusion that they actually got into a fight. The academic atmosphere at the University of Tokyo was really lively. Ikeda on the side seemed to notice Li Xiaohu's astonishment, and he hurriedly

He smiled and said: "Li Xiaohu, don't panic, they are just discussing. They are usually like this. We are all used to it!"

When the two saw the outsider, they immediately put down their hands and feet, and then sat down on the chair upright. Ito glanced at Ikeda, then stood up from the chair, walked towards Li Xiaohu, and asked: "Ikeda, is this

Are you the exchange student from this school?"

"Yes, Mr. Ito!" Ikeda nodded hurriedly.


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