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Text Chapter 83 Are you there?  exist.  oh.

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    ps: Happy Father's Day to all the fathers out there. For those students who haven't contacted their families for a long time, remember to call the father at home who has been protecting you for half your life.

    Is Chapter 83 here?  exist.  oh.

    When they arrived at the School of Foreign Languages, Yin Pingan took Zhao Zhiyuan to the second floor with ease. In the middle, Yin Pingan didn't glance at the girls around him and rushed directly to the top of the building. Zhao Zhiyuan didn't even bother to sigh that love is really a fucking thing.  It can change a person's personality. Everything he sees is Qi x small skirt o[com]

    Small shorts, but Zhao Zhiyuan could only retract his eyes from the snow-white thighs of various women during Yin Ping'an's drag. Zhao Zhiyuan sighed helplessly and angrily said it was a shameful waste. It would be a waste not to appreciate this good time.

    Yin Ping'an couldn't help Zhao Zhiyuan's angry rebuke, and directly dragged Zhao Zhiyuan towards the class. He didn't stop until he reached the teacher's door. There was a lecture in the room. On the podium, a man in his thirties was writing a series of words on the blackboard that made people feel dizzy.  For Yin Pingan, being able to recognize all 26 English letters is already the limit. He really has a headache for other foreign languages. He glanced sideways at the movement in the room, shook his head and turned to look at Zhao Zhiyuan, who looked curious.  He directly rolled up his coat to expose his six-pack abs, and cursed: "It's so damn hot today, and there are some bird songs in there. Isn't this causing trouble for me?"

    Zhao Zhiyuan smiled softly, glanced at Yin Ping'an's belly, and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, I don't really notice that you still have six-pack abs if you don't pay attention."

    Yin Ping'an was about to say a few words proudly, when Zhao Zhiyuan continued: "Do you usually do too many push-ups? Does your hand hurt recently?"

    Just after hearing the first half of Zhao Zhiyuan's sentence, Yin Pingan was quite satisfied with Zhao Zhiyuan's observation of words. However, after hearing the second half of Zhao Zhiyuan's sentence, he felt a little different. After pondering for a few seconds, Yin Pingan finally heard the connotation of Zhao Zhiyuan's words.  , cursed angrily: "It's your uncle's."

    Zhao Zhiyuan laughed loudly, and the students in the room immediately looked at the two people in the room. Zhao Zhiyuan did not react. He just smiled and walked away. Yin Pingan had a surprisingly shy face, but Zhao Zhiyuan was  He never expected Yin Ping'an to blush. He could only sigh and said that no matter how strong a man is, he will have moments of purity, and even a toad at the bottom of a well will try hard to take a bite when he sees a swan.

    After a while, Yin Ping'an pulled Zhao Zhiyuan to the classroom door like a thief and secretly looked into the room. Zhao Zhiyuan looked into the room. After looking at all the girls in the room, Zhao Zhiyuan  He sighed helplessly: "This damn girl from the foreign language department is just prettier than our girl from the economics and management department."

    Yin Pingan did not respond to Zhao Zhiyuan, and stared blankly into the room. Zhao Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Yin Pingan's eyes a few times, saying: "Sir, don't look around. Even if you are peeping, you have to tell me what you are looking at."  Who?"

    Only then did Yin Pingan remember the purpose of his trip. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the window. Zhao Zhiyuan looked inside the room. In the end, he found that he could not confirm which woman it was because there were several girls sitting at the approximate location pointed by Yin Pingan.  All are quite beautiful.  When Zhao Zhiyuan saw Yin Pingan's confused look, he angrily kicked Yin Pingan on the butt and cursed: "Damn it, please tell me the rough model, what the hell do you want me to do?"  Just follow your finger and I won't be able to tell."

    Hearing what Zhao Zhiyuan said, Yin Ping'an was obviously anxious. He stood up suddenly and said loudly: "It's the one with a ponytail, a plaid shirt, and black-rimmed glasses."

    Suddenly, everyone in the room focused their attention on the two of them again. Yin Ping'an looked excited. Zhao Zhiyuan touched his nose awkwardly and said: "As for being so excited, it doesn't matter if you are excited. I guess we will be invited."  From the Department of Foreign Languages.¡±

    Yin Pingan then realized that everyone in the room had focused their attention on him. He put on a posture of looking forward to death, gritted his teeth and said: "Sister, if you die, you will die. Let's go into the house."

    After saying that, he strode into the house, and Zhao Zhiyuan followed helplessly into the house.  The man on the podium frowned, looked at the two of them, and asked, "Classmate, which class are you in?"

    Before Yin Pingan could speak, Zhao Zhiyuan was the first to show a smiling face. As the saying goes, don¡¯t hit someone with a smiling face. No matter what the other person¡¯s attitude is, give him a good impression first. After all, depending on the situation, you will inevitably come here to take classes in the future.

    "Teacher, we are from the Department of Economics and Management. Our English was poor when we were in high school. We heard that there are professional foreign language classes here, so we shamelessly took them."

    Zhao Zhiyuan first found a suitable reason for himself to appear in the foreign language department, and then put a professional hat on the teacher. As for whether it was high or not, Zhao Zhiyuan didn't know, but  In this case, not too high??High.

    Hearing what Zhao Zhiyuan said, the man just smiled softly and continued to ask: "In that case, why don't you come in and stay at the door?"

    Originally, it was normal to take classes in college, but after the two of them started making trouble outside, it became abnormal.

    Zhao Zhiyuan scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "We are afraid of affecting the teacher's lecture, so we are hesitating whether to listen outside the door or in the room."

    The teacher smiled and nodded, glanced at Zhao Zhiyuan, and continued: "Then what does wearing a ponytail, a plaid shirt, and black-rimmed glasses mean?"

    Zhao Zhiyuan secretly cursed the old fox, but the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he said bravely: "We are discussing how to say these two sentences in English."

    As soon as the words fell, the whole class burst into laughter. Even Yin Ping'an quietly pulled Zhao Zhiyuan's sleeves behind him and whispered: "Isn't this routine a bit too fake?"

    Zhao Zhiyuan gritted his teeth but still put on a smile on his face and said: "It's not because of you. Even if you are fake now, you can only keep fake it all the way to the end."

    The teacher on the podium was speechless. After all, he had nothing to do with Zhao Zhiyuan's shamelessness. He could only nodded and motioned for the two of them to find a seat. Zhao Zhiyuan smiled, bent down, said thank you to the teacher, and sat down in the most open seat on the left.  , but when the two of them sat down, Zhao Zhiyuan was about to look for the girl in the plaid shirt, but he found that the eyes of the whole class had shifted from the two of them to another person. Zhao Zhiyuan smiled, and now he felt more worry-free.  He immediately found Qin Wanxi in Yin Ping'an's mouth, and saw Qin Wanxi sitting upright in front of her, seemingly unaffected, holding a pen in her hand to write something in a notebook, wearing a  A simple plaid shirt and huge black-framed glasses covered half of his face, which did not allow Zhao Zhiyuan to see clearly what the other party looked like. Zhao Zhiyuan patted Yin Ping'an on the shoulder and said, "You've always been a mature woman."  Huh? When did you change your taste and like Yu Jie Fan?"

    Yin Pingan pursed his lips angrily and said: "Taste can change at any time according to the situation. No matter she is a mature woman or a royal sister, I only know that she is Qin Wanxi."

    Zhao Zhiyuan had nothing to say on the spot and could only helplessly continue to observe Qin Wanxi. Yin Ping'an looked a little flustered. He found a pen in a notebook somewhere and kept writing and drawing on the paper.  Zhao Zhiyuan looked over curiously, wondering why Yin Pingan suddenly changed his mind and started taking notes. After seeing the words on the notebook, Zhao Zhiyuan suppressed his smile and looked around. Yin Pingan wrote back and forth on the paper.  There are only a few words, right?  exist.  oh.

    Zhao Zhiyuan asked doubtfully: "Are you planning to use this as a prelude?"

    Yin Pingan nodded, shook his head again, and said, "I'm thinking about our dialogue."

    Zhao Zhiyuan¡¯s eggs were shattered on the spot. He looked at Yin Ping¡¯an and said, ¡°Why is this a dialogue?¡±

    Yin Ping'an replied with a serious face: "This is how I start my conversation with others on QQ."

    Zhao Zhiyuan was speechless and continued to ask: "Then why did it become a dialogue?"

    Yin Pingan continued: "I asked if she was there? When she said yes, I said yes."

    Zhao Zhiyuan once again resisted the urge to drag Yin Pingan out and beat him up. He usually seemed quite enlightened, but why was he so rigid at this time? Zhao Zhiyuan suddenly slapped Yin Pingan on the head and said:  "You have been brainwashed by Tencent. You idiot. A living person is right in front of you. You ask if he is there. Isn't that sick? Besides, didn't you look like you were having a great time chatting last night? Today  Why is it so bad?"

    Yin Pingan scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Actually, when I called yesterday, my phone was turned off at all."
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