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Hua Jin didn't expect to see He Ling today, nor did she expect to see He Ling in the security room.
"Going out?"
She only heard the other party say.
Hua Jin nodded blankly, the top of his head was still blown by the wind, and his eyes were round.
Really good.
He Ling chuckled and repeated it again.
"Going out?"
The man's deep voice with a slightly hoarse aftertaste pulled Hua Jin out of his shock.
"yes."
There are many questions in Hua Jin's heart that she wants to ask, but most of the questions are beyond what she can ask now.
"Are you the new security guard at our school?"
According to his clothes, Hua Jin spit out these two words with some difficulty.
"yes."
He Ling's eyes were lazy, and he said with a half-smile.
Hua Jin took the registration form he handed over and filled out the form.
There are still eight minutes before class starts, Hua Jin hurried out of the school gate, returned the registration form to He Ling, and hurried out of the school gate.
He Ling lowered his eyes and glanced at the registration form in his hand.
Huajin, Senior Three (1) Class.
?Black characters on a white background, the elegant fonts inexplicably reminded He Ling of yesterday, the girl's soft waist that could not be concealed by the girl's loose school uniform under the sunset on the rooftop.
Tsk.
The waist is really thin.
The female students surrounded in the distance saw with their own eyes that Hua Jin had successfully chatted with the handsome security guard, and their eyes lit up.
Yes, there is another method!
Seeing that the girls were about to rush forward, He Ling put the registration form aside.
"Old Wang, there are a lot of people here who want to go out to register, I am too busy, you come here."
Uncle Wang responded, holding the teacup in his hand, and took He Ling's place.
He Ling turned around and lay down on the narrow bed in the guard room. Compared with his height, the bed was even narrower.
Most of the girls in front of the guard room can only see the broad back of the man.
Even if he didn't get close, he could feel the aura around that person that no one should enter.
A few girls had the intention of quitting, and when they were about to leave, they saw Uncle Wang sitting by the window throwing a notebook and hitting the man right on the body.
"Why do you sleep, there is a lot of work! Come here, register!"
Uncle Wang couldn't see the young people eating too much and being lazy. He didn't care about strangers, so he called He Ling over with a beard and a stare.
If President Huang saw such a scene, he would definitely be in a cold sweat.
He Ling stood up neatly and sat by the window.
He Ling, who had no complaints against Uncle Wang, looked at the girl outside the window, but it was completely different.
"Name, class, what to do, add them all."
He threw out such a sentence, and then threw the register book out of the window sill.
The girls who obviously had nothing to do and just wanted to come over to talk to each other, but none of them dared to talk to this depressed man.
Lined up in line, obediently filled out the form, then turned around and walked out the door.
They didn't remember until they stood outside the campus.
Why are you out? They have nothing to do, and they are about to go to class. If they are caught by the head teacher, they will definitely be informed to their parents.
So, one by one, they filled out the forms and walked out of the school gate for a minute, and came back in despair.
He Ling was no longer at the window at this time, but the register book was still left on the window sill.
The girls consciously registered their return time in the register, for fear of being noticed by that terrifying man.
When Hua Jin came back, what he saw was that there were not many people in front of the guard room, and there were register books and pens neatly arranged on the window sill.
Hua Jin was holding the papers that the students in the class needed to use, and was fiddling with on the window sill when he wanted to free up his hands to register.
He Ling stretched his long legs and stood up from the sofa.
"You go directly, I will register for you."
Hua Jin was taken aback for a moment, but after thanking him, he went straight to the teaching building.
He Ling picked up the oil-based pen and signed it casually.
Huajin, Senior Three (1) Class, there is still time to come back.
What remains on the paper is cursive script, which is different from Hua Jin's elegant lower case script, which is as bold as a dragon, chic and domineering. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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