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Battle for Earl Chapter 6 Mermaid Harbor

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    At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, Ibrahimovic ushered in the final final exam of high school.

    There is only one test in the morning, which is mathematics.

    Ibrahimovic's math is good, even if he doesn't rely on plagiarism, he can still be at the top of the class.

    Swipe, swipe, swipe.

    An hour later, Ibrahimovic left and went to the cafeteria to wait for dinner.

    There are two exams in the afternoon, first the comprehensive Chinese test, and then the comprehensive law test.

    Comprehensive Chinese is the one Ibrahimovic is least good at. His normal level is the bottom of the class.

    ?Ibrahimovic can barely cope with the single choice in the front, but in the reading comprehension later, Ibrahimovic even has problems with reading, and it would be hell to pass the test.

    Ibrahimovic first pretended to write and draw on the draft paper, took notes, and wrote answers.  In fact, his mind was not on the paper at all, but was waiting for the answer.

    On the spire of the tallest building in Tim One, a golden bird stood there quietly.

    His name is Kitty Hawk, and he is one of Ibrahimovic's cheating partners. He has a cold personality and lives on the Doctor Hill in Kavalon. He will only appear in Tim City when Ibrahimovic takes the exam.

    Kitty Hawk has been doing this for many years, and is very proficient. Without Ibrahimovic's instructions, he knows which masters to stare at.

    Half an hour after the exam time, Ibrahimovic lowered his head with a pen and closed his eyes gently. When he opened it again, the picture in front of him changed drastically.

    He saw a familiar figure from the back, with two pink cat hairpins jumping on the golden wavy hair, one of the cat hairpins was next to the shoulder, and it seemed to come alive with the shoulder shaking.  The white and tender arms are slender and jade-like, and the slender hands seem to have been coated with hand cream, which makes the already fair back of the hands even whiter, so white that it is a bit dazzling.

    Linda is carefully reviewing the questions, and more than half of the answer sheets have been filled.

    "Closer, closer, and down." Ibrahimovic didn't look at the answer, but instead paid attention to Linda's back.

    "Don't go! Where are you going? Come back!"

    "Okay! I'll take the exam seriously, come back soon."

    After Ibrahimovic recited some answers, he blinked, changed his perspective to his own, and quickly filled in the answers on the answer sheet.  Then he closed his eyes for another three seconds, linked to Kitty Hawk's perspective, and remembered Linda's answer in a leisurely manner.

    "Change number three! Let me check the answer."

    The picture flies backwards at a high speed, the test paper, the back, the classroom, the playground, the school, and finally freezes in the clear blue sky. The whole process only takes two breaths.

    Then the picture quickly moved forward, the school, the playground, and the classroom, a confident teenager was writing a composition, and the answer sheet next to him was already filled with answers.

    Vincent's best subject is comprehensive Chinese, and his score in the first grade is not as high as his test score.

    "Look at the answer sheet of No. 5." Another round of perspective switching, finally fixed on a big fat man.

    Ibrahimovic adjusted it a few times, and found that the position of the big fat man was really bad. Except for the back, he could only see half of the table at most, and he couldn't see the answer sheet and test paper at all.

    In the process of comparing the answers and filling in the answers, Ibrahimovic didn't even miss the composition.

    ? Although the composition cannot be copied, the writing angle of the top scholars is very unique and sharp. If you write along their lines of thought, even if the writing is not good, at least you can mix it up to above average.

    Half an hour before the end of the exam, Ibrahimovic crossed his hands on his forehead and stared at the test paper, but the picture was another matter.

    At this time, he seemed to be floating in mid-air. In front of him was a building with rows of classrooms, and thousands of students were taking exams in rows of classrooms.

    He floated to one of the classrooms, stopped at the door, and looked at Linda who was arranging the cat's hairpins.

    At this time, the distance between him and her was less than ten meters, but this distance was the limit. If he got any closer, Linda would suddenly look at him, and Kitty Hawk would disconnect him instantly.

    Even with such a powerful way of voyeurism, the distance between each other cannot be shortened, and Ibrahimovic can't help but have an absurd thought-God can target him!

    He just looked at her quietly like this, until the bell of the end of the exam came to his ears, and this beautiful and somewhat bitter peeping ended.

    Kitty Hawk cut off the connection very punctually, as soon as the exam bell rang, the visual connection between the two would be cut off instantly, without a second of delay.

    For the magical visual connection between him and the kitty, Xiaohong explained it as the fit of biological waves, and he was able to convey instructions to the kitty, which was explained by Jerry's ultrasonic waves.

    In the past, Ibrahimovic believed it was true and firmly believed it.  now!  Hehe, that's fine, don't need to be so serious.

    His last semester's?Looking at the two people on the stage.

    It is agreed that I only love one person in my life!

    It's agreed that I don't like that licking dog!

    That rainy night

    "Forget about him! He won't like you. You make me feel bad!"

    "Go away! Go away! Don't worry about my affairs! I just like her, I like him very much, why doesn't he like meit's all you, he hates you, I don't want to be friends with you  .He will definitely like me definitely will!"

    Ibrahimovic held an umbrella for Daisy, looked at the wet little girl Daisy with purple lips, and sighed, "Is it worth it?"

    Now.

    "Is it worth it?" Ibrahimovic looked at Daisy in front of him and asked again.

    "You're right, he'll never like me." Daisy smiled self-deprecatingly, and lifted the broken hair beside her ears, "I'm going to Hollywood, wish me all the best."

    The gate of memory opened, countless fragments flashed, and Daisy, who was originally clear, suddenly became blurred.

    The innocent Daisy is gone, now Daisy is strange and pitiful.

    "Don't look at me like that, okay?" Her voice trembled a little.

    Ibrahimovic suddenly felt a little tired, not physically, but psychologically.

    She is afraid, afraid of losing.  Ibrahimovic didn't know what happened, but judging from the result, she lost the most important thing in her heart.

    "If one day Hart is sorry for you, tell me, I'll beat him up for you. Citi Federation is all it takes, I'll be there in a few minutes, don't look like I'll never see you again, I'll come and play with you when I'm free  .¡± Ibrahimovic laughed.

    "Thank you Ibrahimovic."

    Ibrahimovic glanced at Hart who was walking behind Daisy.  "Hart, make Daisy happy!"

    Hart put a shawl on Daisy, touched his heart, and said affectionately: "We will be together forever, until my heart stops beating."

    Ibrahimovic smiled, his eyes drifted upwards, and finally fixed on the gorgeous starry sky.
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