"What's the matter?" Song Banlan was puzzled.

Song Ciqing coughed and said, "I, school will be over at five o'clock."

Song Banlan, experimental class, academic master.

Song Ci, dude, scumbag.

"Uh..." Song Banlan suddenly didn't know what to say.

He almost forgot about it.

"Then you go to eat first, or else, you and Chu Rong and the others, they have no class today, wait a minute, I will give them your number later, and they will call you." Song Banlan finished, scratching I scratched my head, and then ran away in a hurry.

Song Ci, I'm so angry, but I still have to keep smiling.

In five minutes, Song Banlan ran all the classes in the entire high school abruptly.

After I received all the application forms, it was too late to take them to the e-sports club, so the class ended up.

Song Banlan sent a text message to Chu Rong to explain the reason, and after receiving the reply from Chu Rong after class, Song Banlan took a thick stack of application forms into the classroom of his class.

...

On the other side, the last lesson begins.

Song Ci started the web version of the textbook again.

After the forty-five-minute class was over, Song Ci’s phone had only 2% of battery power left.

Fortunately, Song Ci is not the kind of person whose mobile phone has no electricity and is like lifeless, otherwise, wouldn't this 2% of electricity kill people.

Seeing the classmates start to pack their schoolbags, Song Ci stood up from his seat, but the others didn't think.

I just feel that I have been sitting for a long time, and my **** hurts a bit.

Song Ci at this time really wanted to move the single sofa in the dormitory.

Song Ci has no textbooks, no schoolbags, and a cell phone with only 2% electricity all over his body.

Therefore, Song Ci lifted his leg and walked directly outside.

Go out to eat first, then go back to the dorm to play games? !

Speaking of which, should she find a set of textbooks first?

Call Song Xiao later, Song Xiao should be able to get it easily.

Song Ci thought as he walked out.

Then, suddenly, Song Ci's phone rang.

Song Ci took out the phone and saw an unfamiliar number on the screen of the phone. She didn't want to pick it up, but suddenly remembered that she seemed to have bought several clothes online, in case it was a courier's call.

After answering the phone, Song Ci said, "Hello, who may I ask?"

"I'll wait for you at the school gate for twenty minutes, if..." The phone was suddenly cut off before the words on the other side were finished.

Song Ci:...

Looking at the pitch-black screen, Song Ci kicked the phone back into his pocket without expression.

Thinking of the other party saying that he waited for her at the school gate for twenty minutes, Song Ci didn't have time to think about it, so he hurried to the school gate.

The high school is not far from the gate of the school. It should take 15 to 20 minutes to walk there.

But because the phone suddenly ran out of power, Song Ci did not dare to delay.

...

At this time, the gate of the school began to become impenetrable again.

Just because Shenlong saw Chu Rong, the chief schoolmaster who had never seen the end, now at the school gate, he seemed to be... waiting for someone.

Some students who were going to go home, especially the girls, also stayed at the school gate pretending to be waiting.

I want to know who can make the chief school grass wait.

Wen Kesheng and Li Chenying have long been accustomed to it, and the place where Chu Rong is is has never been able to leak.

"How do you say?" Wen Kesheng asked while helping his glasses.

Chu Rong looked at the phone screen showing the end of the call and shook his head.

"He died." Chu Rong said lightly.

"I just said that it's impossible for Brother Chu to say that. I feel that now he probably thinks that Brother Chu you are looking for him to fight with him." Li Chenying said on the side.

Chu Rong glanced at Li Chenying.

Not to mention, it feels like it makes sense.