Tianjie Xiaoyu has just launched.

Several people gathered at the gate of the copy, and Meng Xia pulled them all into a team.

Seeing that Zhong Wanqing was here, Zhao Xuyu let out a strange cry.

"Isn't Wan Qing going to a training class today?"

"I skipped class because of you." Meng Xia said.

"Ah? Don't make trouble!" Zhao Xuyu yelled again.

"No, no, Meng Xia was just joking, our teacher has something to do today, and today's class will be changed to the weekend."

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