One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 1009: Qin Fangfang’s outfit | Forced to be hacked【1】


He Xiaowu's poisonous tongue caused Zhao Zhijian's face to have a thin layer of anger.

"You think I'd like to take a car with you scumbags? That's assigned by Teacher Qin, what can I do?!" Zhao Zhijian endured his anger and said confidently.

Qin Fangfang?

Nalan Xiner turned around lightly and looked at Zhao Zhijian.

Zhao Zhijian's face was haggard, his hair was messy and unrepaired, and even a layer of stubble grew on his chin. His school uniform was a little dirty, as if he hadn't washed it for a long time.

He doesn't even have a decent piece of luggage, only a schoolbag on his back. This look is really abject, and there's no place where he still looks like a scholar who represented the chemistry class of Class A at the time.

It was rumored that something happened to Zhao Zhijian's family. He heard that his father had committed a crime and was sentenced to prison, so he took a long personal leave and did not show up at school.

In addition, after returning from the camp in the northern suburbs, his leg was a little lame after being shot down by a gun, and he also rested for a while, and his lame leg was the victim of Nalan Xiner's failure to frame it.

So, no matter what he said, he probably didn't want to see Nalan Xiner and He Xiaowu, let alone take the initiative to take the class B bus.

Nalan Xiner squinted her eyes, thinking to herself, this guy was forced into the coach of Class B by Qin Fangfang, and it is not impossible.

While pondering, a bright figure swept up from the door of the car.

The bright yellow ski suit, the big blue scarf, and the exaggerated **** sunglasses almost cover half of the face. As soon as I get in the car, I put the sunglasses on my forehead, making myself look like a fashionable foreign backpacker— —Isn’t it Qin Fangfang?

I just heard Qin Fangfang's warm and refreshing smile: "Students, I am Qin Fangfang, the head teacher of class A. After going abroad for a few months, do you still remember me? Hey, this classmate, do you still remember me?"

She waved her arms, looking for a unique presence as if the tour bus was the stage for a personal concert.

But obviously, no one in Class B bought her account, her expression was indifferent, and no one responded.

They only like their cool and funny teacher Xing Fu, what the **** is the head teacher of class A? Sorry, they are not interested.

Being left out, Qin Fangfang felt a little uncomfortable.

She studied abroad and learned how to get in touch with students enthusiastically. How can she come back to China? Nobody cares?

It must be that these children in Class B are usually too inferior and have no courage to greet people. Yes, it must be so, Qin Fangfang thought to herself.

The smile showed once again: "Hehe, everyone is a little shy, it's okay, I'm familiar with each other once again. I came up to tell you that this winter camp, because everyone's vehicles are scattered, in order to facilitate the AB class. For communication, I suggested to the principal that the two sides send student representatives to serve as liaisons in the other's car. If there is an event or competition to be held, they can inform each other and assist the teacher in doing some communication. So, I would like to introduce the chemistry class representative of our class A, Xueba Zhao..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly sighed, twisted her feet, and panickedly held the railing next to her, screaming: "Who? Who pushed me on purpose?! Who?!"

Behind her, Xing Fu crossed her waist, held her chest out, got into the car, and looked at Qin Fangfang with contempt: "Who pushes you so hard? You wear high heels so high that your feet are crooked, do you have common sense? Going out? Do you still wear high heels when traveling? Are you here to serve the students, or are you here to show off your coquettishness?”


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