"Could it be that I still want to be with someone? How old am I? Brother Xiao, do you think it's possible?"
"It seems...that's true!"
Xiao Jianseng looked at Hu Huan's young face carefully for a while, and suddenly felt that he might have thought too much.
I am only a first-year junior high school student, how can I think that Xiao Hu is too complicated?
The two chatted behind closed doors for a long time, and soon it was time for the afternoon class. Xiao Jianseng had no choice but to interrupt the conversation and said: "Have a good time in class this afternoon, and don't sleep in class."
The two of them went downstairs together, and now the noise downstairs became even louder, which even alarmed Yan Lingse. Yan Lingse stared at the group of students with a livid face, her original valiant and heroic appearance was completely gone, and she was already very instructive.
It smells like a director.
"Hu Huan, come here."
Hu Huan was originally watching the fun, but how could Yan Lingse let him go? When she saw him and Xiao Jianseng going downstairs, she called out.
"Tell me what's going on?"
Hu Huan replied with a confused look: "Teacher, I don't know what's going on! What are you talking about?"
Yan Lingse said angrily: "Tell me about that fetish card."
Hu Huan then made a look of realization and said, "I gave it to Zhang Mingyu! He said he wanted to give it to Ling Xiao, and more than a dozen classmates saw it."
"What happened?"
Yan Ling had a headache. What Hu Huan said was consistent with what other students said and what Zhang Mingyu said. This matter indeed had nothing to do with him.
But Yan Lingse still said angrily: "When you put away the fetish card for Ling Xiao, you should give it to her. How can you give such a valuable item to Zhang Mingyu?"
Hu Huan looked aggrieved and said: "I can't believe my classmates..."
"Teacher, I was wrong. I will do it next time."
Yan Lingse waved her hand, and Hu Huan and Xiao Jianseng walked into the classroom grandly. Xiao Jianseng still wanted to take a look at the excitement, but when Li Xinluo in the crowd called out to him, he couldn't help but move closer and stopped watching the excitement.
There were only a few people in the classroom at the University of Nottingham. The old professor who had the afternoon class also had a helpless look on his face. He was drinking tea slowly with a smile on his face. He had a lot of anger in his stomach, but he had no place to let it go.
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"Isn't this the old professor who taught yesterday afternoon?"
"That's right, there will be patriotic education this afternoon."
"Hu Huan, listen carefully."
"He didn't give a lecture either!"
Most of the students were stopped by Zhang Mingyu and no one was allowed to leave, for fear that someone would secretly send the Golden Centipede away. Therefore, the few people who came to class were all people like Hu Huan who had "innocent financial status and no suspicious circumstances."
There were just a few people, and the old professor was too lazy to give lectures. He didn't care about classroom discipline and allowed these people to chat casually.
Yan Lingse rubbed her eyebrows. She was really not good at dealing with these things. She didn't major in criminal investigation and law when she studied abroad, and her powers had nothing to do with using her brain.
The head teacher had no choice but to say: "Everyone, please go to the classroom first and I will report to my superiors."
Zhang Mingyu stared at everyone. He felt that everyone was suspicious, and he was the last one to enter the classroom.
Yan Lingse entered the classroom and said apologetically to the old professor who was giving the lecture: "Something big happened and I can't attend this class."
The old professor was reasonable and said with a smile: "It's okay! Anyway, I don't pay much attention to my classes."
He glanced at Zhang Mingyu with a smile, and suddenly asked: "What do you want to compensate Ling Xiao with?"
Zhang Mingyu was asked casually by the old man, and he blurted out without thinking: "It's Shell 28!"
The old man yelled and said with a smile: "You Zhang family is really spending a lot of money!"
Zhang Mingyu fell silent, his face full of stubbornness and unwillingness. He was not too old, otherwise he would not be so reckless.
Originally, if this thing was done, he would be considered a meritorious service, and he would have a good reputation at home and in the army.
But if this matter goes wrong, he can imagine that he will probably be punished and even affect his future.
At this point, Zhang Mingyu doesn't know what to do, and he can't afford to lose a fetish card.
Seeing that the atmosphere was quiet for a moment, Hu Huan couldn't help but interject: "What is Shell 28?"
Others ignored him, and the old professor who gave the lecture said with a smile: "There are often some things that are thrown into the shadow of all things. If they are swallowed by the alien monsters, there is a certain chance that they will mutate."
"Shell 28 is a shell gun that was lost in the No. 6 closed area of the capital. About ten years later, someone killed a second-level alien monster, and Shell 28 was precipitated from the body of the alien monster."
"It can be integrated with the professional's body, allowing the professional to condense spiritual power and emit spiritual bullets. It is a very interesting combat-type spiritual object."
"Because its original shape was a shell gun and it was discovered on June 28 of that year, it was named Shell 28."
The classroom was noisy, and everyone was attracted by this incident. Everyone in the classroom was divided into several small groups, and they were all talking about it.
Even Yan Lingse didn't bother to suppress classroom discipline.
Hu Huan thought about it for a while, couldn't hold back his excitement, and came to Zhang Mingyu's side, whispering: "Do you insist on the Golden Centipede? I also have a arrogant Pig Ganglie, which is a Normal card. Do you want to change it?"
Zhang Mingyu was at the lowest point of his emotions. Hearing such a suggestion, his mind was in a mess and he almost collapsed. After a long time, he asked: "Why do you still have a fetish card?"
Hu Huan replied innocently: "Sister Ling Xiao gave it to me."
He casually took it out, took out the arrogant pig Ganglie from his pocket, and showed it to Zhang Mingyu.
Zhang Mingyu's brain didn't know which direction to turn. After a while, he suddenly said: "Change!"
"I'm going to make a call, please wait for me for a moment."
He hurried away, and half an hour later, Secretary Luo, accompanied by Zhang Mingyu, walked in again holding a mahogany box.
Secretary Luo ignored the others and walked straight to Hu Huan. He handed the mahogany box over with a smile and said, "Little classmate, do you want to check it?"
Hu Huan shook his head and directly handed over the card in his hand.
Secretary Luo carefully examined the arrogant Zhu Ganglie and said to Zhang Mingyu: "Mingyu did a good job this time. I will explain everything to your leader and give you a big credit."
He collected the fetish card, turned around and left.
This time, there were such twists and turns. As a clerk, Secretary Luo didn't want to cause trouble, but just wanted to get the matter over with as quickly as possible.
As for why the Golden Centipede turned into the arrogant Pig Ganglie, he had no control over it. His mission was to exchange Shell 28 for a Fetish Card, and there was no limit to which one it was.
Hu Huan was about to open the mahogany box when a palm came over and pressed on the mahogany box.
Zhang Mingyu pressed his hand on the mahogany box and said word by word: "I can't find anything equivalent to the golden centipede, so I decided to compensate you for myself."