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Chapter 152 Sense of Crisis

I haven’t been to school for a long time, and it feels so fresh.

At the gate, Gu Hui said goodbye to the two of them and went to find a place to play by himself.

The school is absolutely safe, so there is no need for an expert like him to follow him. Moreover, the school is full of children, so he is too conspicuous there.

"How long will Uncle Gu Hui follow you?"

Xiao Qian also scratched his head.

"I don't know either. It's been several years and he hasn't said anything about going back."

Xiao Qian has long been puzzled about Gu Hui's matter.

It stands to reason that when he and Li Qingjue were kidnapped, Li Zhen was worried about their safety, so there was nothing wrong with arranging a bodyguard.

But no matter what, Gu Hui's identity is Ouchi, so how can he be here to protect their two children?

Shaking his head, he couldn't understand, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Follow Li Qingjue, preparing to enter the school together.

But at the gate, Xiao Qian was stopped.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

The security guard's eyes were as bright as a tiger's, and he looked like he was treating bad guys.

Xiao Qian was stunned.

"Of course I'm here to go to school."

The security guard simply refused to give way.

"Nonsense, why have I never seen you?"

Xiao Qian groaned angrily.

"I've never seen you before either."

It was Li Qingjue who came to the rescue.

"Uncle, he is Xiao Qian, he doesn't come to school often."

After notifying his name, the security guard suddenly understood and quickly let him go.

He had just come here to work not long ago, and naturally he had never met Xiao Qian. But Xiao Qian was a legend in the school, and the security guards' ears were numb when they heard about it.

After finally entering the school, Xiao Qian made a joke again.

He went all the way to the second floor and was about to turn, but was pulled back by Li Qingjue holding his schoolbag.

"Why are you going?"

Xiao Qian pointed to the end of the corridor in the distance.

"Of course you're going to our classroom."

Li Qingjue's eye roll was very charming.

"Our class is on the fourth floor, let's keep going."

Xiao Qian is so angry.

"The class has changed classrooms. Why didn't anyone notify me about such a big thing?"

Li Qingjue swung her ponytail in front.

"If you don't come, how can I inform you?"

This time, I finally made no mistakes and arrived at the classroom safely. However, when I stepped into the door of the classroom, Xiao Qian was still a little confused.

The room was obviously full of people, but I don't know why. Looking around, everyone felt very strange.

Similarly, the students in the room looked at him walking in with very hesitant expressions.

This man was so out of place with them. Not only was he not wearing a school uniform, but he was obviously a boy, but his hair was longer than that of ordinary girls, and was even tied up behind his head.

Especially the long strand of hair that slopes down from the forehead and rests on the eyebrows, how beautiful it looks.

But it is impossible to appear in school like this. Among a group of loose and baggy school uniforms, he looks so different.

However, the silence was only temporary. When they saw Li Qingjue next to Xiao Qian, someone reacted.

"Ah, you are Xiao Qian, are you here for class?"

A tall boy ran over and hugged Xiao Qian, very affectionately.

Xiao Qian looked at the other person's eyebrows, hesitated several times, and then spoke with difficulty.

"You...are you Liu Zhihao?"

The boy laughed.

"I am Liu Zhihao."

Xiao Qian was dumbfounded, looking at the other person's shrunken figure.

"Why are you so thin?"

I remember that Liu Zhihao was a big fat guy back then, and he was punished by Lin Linlin’s sixth-grade brother for pulling his deskmate Lin Linlin’s pigtails.

Unexpectedly, as time passed, Liu Zhihao did not continue to develop horizontally, but changed to vertical development.

Liu Zhihao scratched his head, his expression still so simple and honest.

"I don't know either."

As he said that, he went to grab the hair on the back of Xiao Qian's head.

"Have you become a girl?"

How could Xiao Qian be caught by him? He put his hand on the bottom of his elbow. Liu Zhihao felt a numbness in his arm and hurriedly pulled back. When he looked at Xiao Qian, his eyes were filled with fear.

Xiao Qian learned this trick from Yang Zhen.

If you ask him to study martial arts hard, he won't be able to do it. But learning three moves and two moves is still good for self-defense.

After getting rid of Liu Zhihao and seeing that Li Qingjue had returned to his seat, Xiao Qian was unhappy.

He walked to the position next to Li Qingjue in a few steps and looked down at him with a very cold tone.

"You... are sitting in the wrong seat."

Next to Li Qingjue, there was a boy sitting there. He kept shaking when Xiao Qian appeared.

When Xiao Qian started to be aggressive, he was like a sieve, but the last bit of stubbornness still remained on his face.

"I...I...the teacher asked me to sit here."

Xiao Qian has no time to talk nonsense with a little brat.

"Are you going to leave on your own, or should I throw you out?"

The boy tried to tell himself to be brave and not to be afraid, but it didn't work.

He was like a flower in a greenhouse, so pure and innocent that he had no resistance at all when faced with someone like Xiao Qian, who had gone through many hardships in society.

Finally, as tears fell from his eyes, the boy packed up his things and ran away in despair.

One last longing glance at Li Qingjue, as if he had lost a hundred million.

After successfully driving away the flies, Xiao Qian sat down angrily with a very bad tone.

"Okay, Li Qingjue, you actually flirted with others while I was away."

Li Qingjue said nothing, picked up the ballpoint pen and was about to stab him.

Xiao Qian twisted left and right, but couldn't get it stuck.

Li Qingjue made gestures for a long time, but he was tired and stopped angrily.

"Teacher Liang asked him to sit here. What can I do?"

Xiao Qian quickly said: "You are a girl, you can refuse, you know?"

Li Qingjue suddenly turned his head and looked at him seriously.

"I want to refuse you to sit here, is that okay?"

Xiao Qian scratched her neck and was furious.

"I'm your man."

It seemed that Li Qingjue had had enough rest, so he pierced the ballpoint pen again.

The fighting continued until class began, and the first period was math class.

Xiao Qian finally started to listen to the class and felt a sense of crisis.

Damn it, you are only in the fifth grade of elementary school, why are you starting to learn equations?

Hey, hey, hey, teacher, isn't your education too early?

But seeing the other students acting calmly, Xiao Qian finally felt embarrassed to protest.

He thought that the knowledge he had in his previous life should be able to handle him in high school. But now it seems that it is too much.

The knowledge he learned in the Northeast in his previous life is too much to apply to the magic city of this era. Moreover, he is a liberal arts person, and mathematics is not his strong point.

The strong sense of crisis made Xiao Qian quickly become serious, and she was also very lucky. Fortunately, she had made plans to settle down, so she could focus more on her studies in the future.

Otherwise, if you keep going like this, won't your godhood be broken before long?

Liang Daguang had already noticed Xiao Qian's arrival. After all, among the many male students in the class, there was only one with long hair.

However, he had no intention of talking to Xiao Qian about the appearance of the school. These regulations were only valid for ordinary people.

Xiao Qian was someone he had high hopes for, so he was not included in this list.

He strolled up to Xiao Qian, and when he saw Xiao Qian helpless in front of the array, his mind changed.

"When you come to school, you can't be special. You have to be in line with other students. When you go back and cut your hair, look at you. How do you look like a boy or a girl?"

Xiao Qian had no time to listen to Liang Daguang's nagging, and was sweating profusely while looking at the questions in the notebook.

How to calculate one-eighth times seven-sixteenths plus four-ninths?

It’s not difficult, why did you forget it?

You obviously learned it?

There was someone scratching his head next to him, and Li Qingjue couldn't stand it anymore. When he saw Xiao Qian's difficult question, he immediately became happy again.

Finally there is something you can’t do anymore, hahaha, I’m finally going to stand up and sing.

The sky in JF District is bright

The people in JF District love it so much...

The numbers in front of her were dizzying, and there was a demonic sound in her ears. Xiao Qian's first class back at school was really a life worse than death.

I don’t know how much perseverance it took to persevere until the end, and the second class ushered in.

But he didn't know that the office was already boiling.

Xiao Qian came back to class, and even took two classes in a row.

Darling, the sun is coming out in the west?

"Teacher Meng, come on, learn from Teacher Liang and make that little guy suffer."

Teacher Meng, who was holding the accordion and preparing to go out, was about to cry without tears.

As a music teacher, how can he give advice to others?

How to be Xiao Qian's music teacher? Waiting online. It's really urgent.


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