Bug Master In Doomsday

"report,"

"Report..." Wang Mang watched when Cai Gang walked in and shouted for a report, and he also yelled like him.

A middle-aged woman wearing a pair of eyes glanced at Wang Mang and Cai Gang at the door.

Nodded at the two with a blank face, and said: "Come in, don't dawdle, the exam will start soon,"

Cai Gang, who was instructed, immediately took a step, walked to his desk and sat down

, Wang Mang was still a little dazed, where did he sit?

Fortunately, there are not many empty desks in this classroom, only the last row has two desks next to each other, and one of them has a pile of textbooks on it.

Looking at the familiar martial arts novels on the table, Wang Mang became a little familiar. Isn’t this the novel he read every day in high school?

Wang Mang hurriedly sat down in his seat, waiting for the English teacher to hand out the papers.

Sheets of snow-white papers were sent down. Wang Mang looked at the dense English on it, shook his head slowly, and sighed again.

What the **** is this? Did you learn English in high school? I don't remember anything,

Filled in his name in the name column, and then looked at the title, Wang Mang was not even in a mood for Meng.

Instead, he looked at the students who were struggling with writing with one hand, thinking about how to complete this strange promotion task.

"Make up for regrets? What regrets did you have in high school?"

Wang Mang held the pen in both hands, frowned, put the pen to his mouth subconsciously, and took a sip as if he were a cigarette.

"It seems that there are two things that are very regrettable. A little **** seems to have hit me, causing me to sew several stitches.

One more thing is to confess to Xiaoying and talk about a vigorous relationship."

Wang Mang smiled, carefully recalling his high school life, and found that the most regrettable thing was that he failed to confess to Xiaoying in high school.

By the way, Cai Gang seems to be his sophomore classmate, so Xiaoying is in the same class as himself!

Thinking of this, Wang Mang's eyes lit up.

Among the many figures in the classroom who are doing the questions seriously, looking for the one that makes them most concerned,

Sure enough, Wang Mang's eyes widened a bit, and he saw the long hair fluttering in the first row, his face was green but it was difficult to reach the handsome figure.

The taste in my heart is like knocking over a five-flavored bottle. It is sour and sweet. Xiaoying was so beautiful when she was in high school. She is so beautiful. She deserves to be my woman.

But when his eyes shifted to her table, Wang Mang's eyes became a little gloomy.

A handsome boy with a colorful headscarf and earrings was peeking at Liu Ying from time to time.

When Wang Mang looked at the ruffian boy, a trace of murderous intent appeared in his heart.

It seems that I was injured by this bastard. Now is the time to pay for the blood debt. Wang Mang's face showed a terrifying grin without concealment.

"Ding!"

The bell rang again in time for the end of get out of class. The middle-aged English teacher sitting on the podium reading the newspaper also stood up at this time and said: "Time is up, rewind!"

Wang Mang stepped forward and handed in the paper indifferently.

Except for the name, Wang Mang didn't write a word in the whole set of papers.

The English teacher saw Wang Mang’s blank scroll, looked at him with hatred of iron and steel, and did not say anything. When the papers were collected, he hurriedly left.

When the teacher left, the classroom suddenly became lively.

Wang Mang was also a little excited and joyful. He walked to Liu Ying’s desk, looked at Liu Ying’s green face, his lips moved twice, but he still didn’t speak.