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"Nothing!" An Xiaoqin, the voice is not consciously a little bigger:
"The half-big gimmick, probably only fourteen years old, is still a middle school student. Anyway, let's go and see, our Yan's face is swollen."
Professor Luo Lao of the Department of History heard what An Xiaoqin said, but he didn’t even talk about it. A row of lecture tables:
"It's coming again! This is a **** of Sakurajima. Before liberation, I found a variety of excuses to suppress our national heroes. Now I dare to come to Yan.
You are my progressive youth in China, and everyone should fight for the honor of our country and campus.
OK, I will go to class early today and everyone will go to see the fun. ”
Professor Luo is really a man of temperament. In one sentence, he gave classes to students in the history department in advance. A group of people talked and laughed in the direction of the stadium.
When they arrived, the fun was upgraded.
This time Zhou Qiang also went up. Although he did not join the school's Taekwondo Association, he was hard-working, even if the master of the Taekwondo Association could not beat him.
However, like the evil, Zhou Qiang was also kicked off by the 14-year-old little girl.
The scene in which he was beaten, Lin Mumu looked carefully.
In fact, Zhou Qiang was definitely better than the 14-year-old little girl, but the little girl didn't know what method to use, and she dropped Zhou Qiang at once.
This kind of comparison test, it is lost when you fall off the court. Even if Zhou Qiang has a big deal, there is no way to display it.
Chen Fangya rushed to help Zhou Qiang: "Do you want to be tight? She must be deceived."
"It's my own skill is not as good as people." Zhou Qiang is an honest man, not to find reasons for his failure.
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