As an acrobatic teacher in the lower class, Luo Qingtong looked carefully. Song Cheng's teaching time was basically arranged for the last class in the afternoon, and all the courses were finished after one day.

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Luo Qingtong looked at the course attendance schedule of song Cheng in the first half of the year. The radian on his lips was pumping and pumping. It was almost heaven!

Peat!

This song city is beyond comparison!

Luo Qingtong looked at his pages full of red XX, which represented the signs that had not been present. He didn't know what to say!

She calculated that song Cheng attended classes only three times in the first half of the year!

The whole first half of the year! He just came to class three times!

How did he stay in the Tianyu branch after all, such a tutor who didn't do his job!

Luo Qingtong looked at his heinous attendance. The whole person was bad!

She entered the junior class to get close to song Cheng, a freak who can't even get out of the door!

This time, he can't even take the courses arranged by the college!

How on earth should I approach him and learn the art of inscription from him!

Luo Qingtong stared at the full screen of red XX and seriously considered whether to report a wave to the college.

However, considering that song Cheng has been in the Tianyu branch for so long, if he dares to do so, he must rely on it!

Maybe the college doesn't care about the lower classes at all, just let them live and die.

This is trouble.

Luo Qingtong frowned and looked at the schedule in his hand. He will have a formal class tomorrow. It is reasonable to say that all tutors should appear.

She'll just wait and see.

If song Cheng doesn't appear on such an important day tomorrow, she can only change her mind.

If the light is not good, then we can only come to the dark!

Thinking, Luo Qingtong put away the curriculum.

The next day, she took yeqianyu to class.

The latter wore a small silver mask on his face, which just covered the small half of his face and covered Xiao mingzun's face, which was soft and cute, but still handsome and extraordinary.

This mask is naturally made by Luo Qingtong.

Night Qianyu didn't want to stay in his sleeve bag, and Luo Qingtong didn't want to suffocate him.

However, the supreme face of Heiyu has never been revealed in front of people. Luo Qingtong doesn't want Xiao mingzun's face to be revealed in front of everyone, so he makes him a small mask.

The mask is the same style as Luo Qingtong's Luocha ghost face, but only half of it covers the face of thousands of people in the night, half angels and half demons, but it does not damage his beauty in the prosperous age.

Instead, Xiao mingzun, with a cool and cold face, looks more lovely.

Luo Qingtong looked at him with the majesty of the Lord. He couldn't help but kiss several people.

Xiao mingzun stared at her and couldn't open his claws for a long time. He had to let her go.

Hum, this woman is really becoming less and less reserved!

However, although he thought so, his eyes were unspeakably bright, and his lips were slightly tilted.

Luo Qingtong came to the lower class classroom with yeqianyu in her arms, and the little pig slept soundly in her sleeve bag.

I've been tossed by thousands of nights these days. I haven't slept well, okay?

Luo Qingtong walked into the classroom of the junior class and walked directly to his seat.

However, just then, a figure suddenly rushed in from the outside of the classroom.

The speed of that figure was very fast, and Luo Qingtong was right in front of him.

He rushed and hit Luo Qingtong directly.