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Han Junyang coughed a little awkwardly: "That, I'm still here." Please calm down in front of the assistant coach...

Qiu Shui, whose clear eyes were clear, turned his eyes sharply and looked at Han Junyang meaningfully: "Yangyang, do you feel uncomfortable in your throat? Do you want me to use the tarot card to help you calculate? Have you been in trouble with Tai Sui recently?"

"Tarot card? Ming Fengcao, how can you use Tarot card to divine?" Han Junyang moved his body uncomfortably and asked, why did he suddenly feel a little chill?

"Yes, and my divination is very accurate." Ming Fengcao smiled with a bright and graceful smile.

Wang Bing pinched Ming Fengcao's cheek and pulled it hard: "Hey, Cao'er, don't bully him."

"I'm still young, how could I bully Yang Yang such a big man? Yang Yang is still an assistant teacher, even though he doesn't care about us."

Ming Fengcao glanced at Han Junyang again, and Han Junyang also felt a chill again. He instinctively felt that Ming Fengcao seemed to do something he absolutely did not want to see, so he quickly smiled innocently at Ming Fengcao.

As for the status of the elderly, he had seen it clearly for a long time. In front of this girl with clear eyes and indescribable mystery, it would be better not to mention those.

"Forget it, it's too bad to bully someone without spiritual power." Ming Fengcao finished muttering the second half of the sentence, his voice was very low, and only Han Junyang present did not hear it.

Wang Bing glanced at Ming Fengcao and continued to read the post: "When did Shaville's photo take? He has just transferred in for a few days, and those people are moving too fast."

"The photo was pretty good." Ming Fengcao also glanced at it twice. Compared with other people on the list, Shaville had the least photos, only one, which should have been taken when he passed by the corridor.

In the photo, Shaville was wearing a Qing lieutenant uniform. Unlike other boys who like to put their hands in their pockets, Shaville's hands were naturally hanging down and particularly upright. He was about 1.75 meters away, with long hands and long legs. Although his face was handsome, what people would realize at first was his coldness. Even if it was just a photo, the coldness of ice could be revealed through the screen.

"Every move he made perfectly meets human aesthetic standards, as if he had measured it with a ruler of God."

This was written by Ming Fengcao. The poster commented on each person on the list, but the previous one did not attract her attention. Instead, she read this sentence twice, looking at Shaville and smiling.

How did those people know that Shaville was not originally a ‘human’!

Maybe because he became a monk halfway through, Shaville always has a different temperament than other humans...

Shaville raised her eyebrows, and this exaggerated expression made him look a little more vivid. Ming Fengcao smiled even more, and Shaville's expression became richer and richer. It was really not her illusion.

"What's wrong with this sentence?" Wang Bing was very puzzled: "Isn't it just an ordinary praise? I said it so that everyone can agree with their selection."

"It's nothing. Keep watching." Ming Fengcao shook his head.

"Okay, let's look at the school beauty list and prepare to go home."
Chapter completed!