Meng Xiaonan is right. She is not qualified to take care of her. So, I'm not qualified to thank the cute boy.

Soon, the team was in a state of agitation. It turned out that the teacher from the art group stepped onto the rostrum. This means that the win or loss of the can folding competition is about to be announced.

If tug of war is a part of the effort, then the can folding competition is that everyone in the class has contributed, and everyone is working hard for the direction of "taking the first place".

Therefore, we pay more attention to the results of the can folding competition than the tug of war.

"My God I'm so nervous. Can we take the first place in our class? " The girl in front of an chuxia couldn't help but grasp the skirt corner nervously and turn to ask an chuxia.

"I don't know." An chuxia shakes her head. Her thoughts are not on winning or losing, but on the words of cute little man.

She doesn't know what happened to Meng Xiaonan. She just knows that her strong friendship with Meng Xiaonan has been shaken.

In front of the girls see an early summer a trance like appearance, also discerningly turned her head.

At this time, the teacher of the art group had already reached the microphone on the chairman's desk with a piece of A4 paper in his hand.

In the crowd, there was a lot of discussion.

These young men and young ladies once worked together. Everyone hoped that their class could win, so the voice of discussion was very noisy.

"Quiet." The teacher said with a straight face, "which class speaks loudest will be disqualified from winning the prize."

The crowd booed at once, but no one really spoke loudly after that.

A few seconds later, the teacher picked up the paper, took a free hand, held the fixed microphone, and began to say, "this time, the students in all classes have a sense of class honor, everyone..."

Before the announcement of the game, there was a long period of no words. But fortunately, this big paragraph is also very quickly finished, and it's time to really announce the ranking.

"The first one is Doraemon from class a of senior one. The second place is the bow tie of class D of senior one, and the third place is... "

The following classes have been cheering and boiling up, especially the class a of senior one where an chuxia is in. All the faces are full of smiles, and even the class teacher who is not very good at smiling once again opens his mouth and laughs.

After the ranking is announced and the comments are finished, it's time to receive the prize. The monitor went up to take the banner, so an chuxia simply asked the head teacher to leave, saying that he was going to see the cute little boy.

The head teacher was in a good mood and agreed directly without saying a word.

With her back slightly arched, she withdrew from the crowd. This scene was fully observed by Marge.

After withdrawing from the crowd, she quickly ran to the nearest toilet to the arena, but there was no one in the toilet. She is not reconciled, and ran to other floors of the toilet, or no one.

Finally, panting, she ran back to her class, where there was no one but a lamp changer.

"Where have you been..." An Chu Xia talks to himself, the whole person appears dejected, and his face is pale.

She didn't go back to the team, she just lay down on the railing in the corridor outside the class. The radio still rings the teacher's comments on each class, and all the words in her mind are cute little men's words.

Why do you think you can control me?

Her hands trembled uncontrollably, and she regretted why she stopped the cute boy at that time.

Although the cute little man is a bit rash, he still knows his body. Think about it, she is too talkative

"Why here?"

Han Qilu that seems some cold voice sounded, an early summer back a stiff, turned his head.

Looking at her face, she was surprised. Both of them wondered how an chuxia appeared here alone.

"What..." Xiao Ming Luo threw a bad smile and said, "you talk, I'll go back first."

Xiao mingluo was about to leave. The next second, an chuxia called out: "you wait."

She stepped forward and hesitated to ask, "have you seen Jiangnan?"

Xiao mingluo looked at her like an idiot and said, "of course, she didn't work with you to make that pot folding competition before? Now it's time to gather in your class. But Why are you here alone? I remember, will the teacher call the roll? "

Xiao mingluo finished this series of crosstalk and looked at her strangely, waiting for her answer.

At the moment, an chuxia already knew that Xiao mingluo's last time to see Jiangnan was in a pot folding competition, which showed that Xiao mingluo did not know where she had gone.

What to do?

Tell or not tell Xiao mingluo what happened?

It seems to see an early summer face floating indecision, Han Qilu stepped forward and asked: "what happened?"no way! Don't let both of them know! Maybe Jiangnan is just in a bad mood. If they know it, it will only make a big fuss. In this way, it is not good for anyone.

She put on a smile and said, "what can happen? I was a little tired, so I came back alone. Don't you want to sit in class and study by yourself? Let's go. "

She said, pushing Han Qilu to the stairway.

Although two people doubt, but also did not think much, said that let her go back to the classroom to have a good rest before going upstairs.

Finally, he sent the two ancestors to the building. Before an chuxia had time to breathe, he ran straight to the seat of the cute little man and searched for it.

The lamp changing worker just changed the light, looked at her suspiciously and asked, "classmate, aren't you gathering? Why are you here alone? Did you lose something? "

If you lose something, you will find it in such a hurry.

Another possibility, of course, is to steal. But the students in STYLAND who are rich or expensive will never do such things.

"Yes." An chuxia replied: "lost something, very important thing."

"Don't worry. Look for it slowly. By the way, isn't the classroom monitored? Maybe you can go to the monitoring room to see if your things have been borrowed by any of your classmates. "

The worker's uncle just said to borrow, but did not use the word "steal". But now he had some doubts about whether the important things in the beautiful girl's mouth had been stolen.

"Yes! Monitoring! " An chuxia's hand trembled for a while, and met a hard thing.

"Look for it first. You can't find it. Go to the monitoring room." The worker's uncle said, taking a few abandoned lights to go out.

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