"Just... just yesterday, didn't I go to find you?" The playboy said angrily: "Don't think of cheating! You promised me!"

That posture looks quite a bit resentful.

"I don't." The man frowned and glanced at Xiaojiu and Chu Zheng impatiently, with a bad tone: "Why should I agree to your messy request?"

The playboy begins to make a fuss: "You have you, you have you, you have you, you have!!"

man:"……"

Under the reminder of the playboy's "tantrum", Jinglan was forced to remember.

Last night, Yin Er Shao suddenly broke into his house and while he was drunk, he talked to him something.

He thought he was annoyed, and seemed to have agreed to something...

But he didn't expect that Young Master Yin would cheat him so much!

Jinglan violently pulled open his clothes, jumped off the stage, and kicked the machine on the ground.

He glanced at the messy room, stepped roughly on the things on the ground, walked to the opposite side, and searched the platform there for a while.

Finally, he came over with a few pieces of paper and threw it into Xiaojiu's hand.

"Done this."

After saying this, he jumped onto the stage again, covered his clothes on his head, and there was no movement.

Xiaojiu handed the paper to Chu Zheng, which was filled with questions - the kind that could not be understood at all.

Chu Zheng asked the bastard to give the answer.

The bastard is not willing to do it, and it is not good to teach her that cheating is not good.

Chu Zheng refused to do it: "Then you can save him yourself!"

【…】

The bastard gave the answer neatly.

Chu Zheng copied the answer according to the answer, Xiao Jiu looked at Chu Zheng's speed of filling out the answer with a confused look: "Boss, do you know?"

"Won't."

"Then what did you... fill in?"

"Fill in random."

“…”

Chu Zheng finished filling it and handed it to Xiaojiu, asking her to copy it.

Xiaojiu: "..."

Didn’t you fill it out randomly?

Xiaojiu didn't dare to say it, so he could only copy all the questions, and then went forward to call Jinglan.

Jinglan pulled down his clothes, from the inside out, from the toes to the hair, and felt like he was about to hit someone at any time.

Xiaojiu was ready to run away when he hit someone, but he just took it, threw it aside, took out two copies of the information and asked them to fill it in.

After filling in, I took out a few chapters from somewhere and covered them with a slap.

"Take this to go to school, don't ask me where to go to school. I don't know. Now you can go out."

Chu Zheng: "..." This is the end? Then why did I copy it for so long?

-

After Chu Zheng and Xiaojiu left, a person suddenly rushed in without closing the metal door, and the metal door closed and clamped the corner of the man's clothes.

Professor Wei grabbed the corner of the clothes and didn't pull it for a long time.

Professor Wei pulled the clothes and took a long time to pull them out.

"Jinglan, you are almost a garbage dump, and you don't know how to clean up." Professor Wei didn't know where to step on his feet, so he stood at the door and shouted: "Did someone called Chu Zheng come to find you just now?"

"have no idea."

An impatient voice came from afar.

"Just just now, are there two little girls looking for you!"

"Yes."

“…”

If there is, there is! If there is no, there is no! What the hell is it?

And how long will you be able to ‘have it’!

Professor Wei shouted: "Where are people?"

Jinglan: "I don't know."

Professor Wei's stomach thrusts and sores: "What are they here to look for you?"

Jinglan: "I don't know."

Professor Wei: “…”

Professor Wei covered his forehead and simply entered, took away the messy things on the table, and turned on the surveillance.

Seeing Jing Lan's aggravated way of stamping the seal, Professor Wei felt that his heart was hurt.

"You...you stamped them?"

Jinglan lay on the other end: "Ah, right?"

“…”

You big-headed ghost!

Professor Wei opened the door himself and rushed out in a hurry, hoping to stop them before they could enter school.

The metal door slowly closed.

The man lying on the metal table moved, and he took the test questions he had just thrown around and flipped them over.

Originally, I just looked around casually, and looked carefully the next second.

Did he give them the answer?

-

When Professor Wei ran to the office where he was enrolled, the teacher in charge happened to have his student records and he immediately asked to confirm.

"No……"

Before Professor Wei finished speaking the word "yes", the teacher shook his hand and clicked to confirm.

Professor Wei: “…”

Chu Zheng and Xiaojiu looked back at the person rushing in at the same time. The teacher asked inexplicably: "Professor Wei, what did you call just now?"

Professor Wei’s five internal organs and six lungs are in pain.

He took a deep breath and walked into it: "Who are you Chu Zheng?"

Xiaojiu took a step back, and Professor Wei immediately looked at Chu Zheng, feeling a little sad: "Classmate, didn't the principal give you a letter of recommendation? Why didn't you take it out!!"

Chu Zheng asked a question that made Professor Wei even more distressed: "Who is the principal?"

Professor Wei was a little disappointed: "Chen Junting, didn't he write you a letter of recommendation?"

Chu Zheng: "..."

Not a liar.

"But... the security guard didn't let us in that day." Xiaojiu raised his hand weakly: "I have the name Chen Junting."

Professor Wei: “…”

I don't know who to take the blame for this...

Security guards only do their own duties.

It's just that the security guard didn't ask clearly, but it can't be blamed entirely on him.

After all, no one comes to try to get away with it.

He rubbed his eyebrows and asked the teacher who recorded the file: "Is there any way to get the student status?"

The teacher was confused: "It's all uploaded, and it will take at least one year to transfer or withdraw..."

The Imperial College has a one-year freezing period.

I don't know who set it up.

After recording, there is no way to change it.

Professor Wei was about to cry: "How did you find Jinglan?"

Chu Zheng asked replies without answering: "Are there any questions?"
To be continued...