Qiao Mu's phone has been unable to get through, do not know what happened, asked her side of the security team, one by one kept silent, said do not know.
I don't even know about wood.
At this meeting, Ling Zihuan, who was still in class, listened to the professor's eloquent explanation of knowledge points, but her heart had already floated to Qiao mu in Licheng.
Today's course is a joint course. In such a large multi-functional classroom, there are many people.
She sat at the back, lying on the table, a face of resentment.
She didn't pay much attention to the sound from the seat beside her. She buried half of her face in her arms, and her big round eyes were staring at the mobile phone screen in front of her.
She felt abandoned.
Second uncle, don't you want her?
"Ling Zihuan, why don't you listen carefully?" Jin Ancheng again.
The little girl is a little fidgety when she hears his voice. Recently, he's like a Jack Bauer who can't fight to death. She's shaking around in front of her every day.
"You don't care!" Ling Zihuan's voice is dull, full of grievances, and there is no place to relieve them. Naturally, the tone of her voice is not good.
Jin Ancheng seems to be used to it.
As he opened the book, he pushed his notes in front of her. "I'm doing it for you. You failed two exams two days ago. The exam for this class is next month. If you don't study hard, do you plan to fail all the time and then delay graduation? When can you go back to China?"
Return to these two words, poked to the pain of Ling Zihuan.
She suddenly looked at Jin Ancheng, open mouth to refute, big eyes full of stubborn.
But she didn't say anything.
She dropped those two courses on purpose.
She knows all the knowledge points, but who asked the second uncle not to contact her? She was like a child who was deliberately mischievous and wanted to attract his attention in this way.
It's a pity that she failed in her studies, and her second uncle didn't show up.
It's so sad!
Ling Zihuan pursed the corners of her mouth and took her eyes away from Jin Ancheng's face. She buried her whole face in her arms and wanted to cry!
She missed second uncle so much!
I miss his company, his voice, his taste and everything.
What to do? More than Tigress!
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That night, Ling Zihuan sat in her apartment with a mobile phone in her hand. She hesitated and made a phone call that she didn't dare to dial.
The remark name of the telephone number is: the fourth uncle who can't be provoked!
If it is not really no way, Ling Zihuan did not dare to disturb him.
She looked at the time. It was already nine o'clock in the night. It was day in China.
Hesitating, she gritted her teeth and pressed the dial key.
Three less than, the phone was connected, Ling Zihuan's breathing began to tremble.
Fourth uncle's voice is terrible.
But, afraid to resist her grievance, the little girl held her mobile phone in her hands and pasted it in her ear. Her voice was soft, "fourth uncle..."
She didn't know what the fourth uncle was doing. She seemed to hear his voice very dumb and panting.
What about exercise?!
On the phone, Qin Baiyu was silent for a few seconds, "he said."
Ling Zihuan's heart and liver trembled, and was frightened by his tone. He immediately murmured with tears in his eyes, "fourth uncle, second uncle, are you with me? I want to find him... "
Then, she heard a very soft voice on the phone saying "be gentle"
Well, it's like the 17th sister's.
Miss her so much, wuwuwu!
Ling Zihuan is waiting for him to answer bitterly with his mobile phone. Maybe it's too intense to do sports, so the fourth uncle says in a low voice, "he's in the hospital."
Next, Ling Zihuan didn't finish listening because she dropped her mobile phone rigidly on her knuckles.
Second uncle... In hospital?