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After the blond boy finished speaking, Ling Yuanzhou didn't respond, but lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing him in a daze, the blond boy raised his hand and put his elbow on Ling Yuanzhou's arm, "Brother Zhou, what are you thinking?"

As the blond boy spoke, Ling Yuanzhou came back to his senses, and responded lightly, "Well, I will go."

"Hey, that's settled, let's go together." After the blond boy finished speaking, he finally fumbled out a math book from his schoolbag, and then opened the first page.

Even though there was nothing important on the first page, the boy kept staring at the first page.

Looking at it, he looked up at the direction of the podium, and then muttered in a low voice, "It's strange, why the old witch hasn't come today."

After mumbling, seeing that Ling Yuanzhou ignored him, he lowered his head again and continued to stare at the first page.

**

The old witch that the blond boy was talking about was a class teacher named Wu Hui.

At this very moment, Wu Hui just walked to the corridor outside the principal's office.

Seeing a familiar figure wandering in the corridor, Wu Hui frowned, "Ling Yun, what are you doing here if you don't go to morning self-study?"

Suddenly he heard someone behind him calling his name, and the other party was his homeroom teacher, Ling Yun was taken aback.

She flinched, took two steps back, and immediately greeted Wu Hui, "Mr. Wu, I, I was just passing by."

Listening to his words, Wu Hui naturally didn't believe her, and directly said to Ling Yun with a straight face, "Hurry up and go to morning reading."

"Okay." Ling Yun replied, then immediately left with his head buried.

After walking a few steps, he looked back at the direction of the office, with a slightly troubled expression on his face.

After struggling for a few seconds, finally, he turned his head and trotted away.

Seeing Ling Yun leaving, Wu Hui continued to walk forward with a straight face. As soon as he reached the door of the principal's office, a voice from inside came out.

"Student Gu Zhiqi, do you know why you suddenly want to transfer from class 1 to class 8?" This is the voice of principal Gu Chongming.

Hearing this, Wu Hui paused slightly, then frowned.

Gu Zhiqi?

Change classes? Didn't you come to transfer?

Wu Hui stood at the door, did not go in immediately, and continued to listen to the conversation inside.

In the principal's office, after the principal's question came out, Gu Changchuan was about to help Gu Zhiqi answer, and wanted to make up a legitimate reason, when he heard Gu Zhiqi speak first.

"8 is an auspicious number."

Principal Gu "..."

This is superstition!

"Just... just for this reason?" Principal Gu looked at Gu Zhiqi, hoping she would give some other reasons.

This time, without waiting for Gu Zhixi to speak, Gu Changchuan answered for her, "Well, it's like this, the study intensity of class one is a bit heavy, and my daughter may not be able to keep up, so let's change to a class that is easier .”

Koo Chongming "..."

If your daughter can't keep up, how many people in the whole school can keep up? !

The corner of Gu Chongming's mouth twitched violently twice, and then his eyes fell on Gu Xiyue, "What about you? Why are you?"

Last semester, he talked all kinds of things, but he didn't persuade people to join class one, so why did he suddenly go to class eight?

Gu Xiyue said in a cold voice, "I also like classes with auspicious numbers."

Koo Chongming "..."

Very good, as expected of two sisters.

Gu Chongming was silent for a few seconds before he opened his mouth and said, "I have no objection to Gu Xiyue's words, but Gu Zhiqi, I hope you can think about it."