At this moment, a brilliant idea flashed in my senior's mind, so while the director wasn't paying attention, he secretly adjusted his pigeonhole.
——He said he still can't forget the terrifying look on the grade director's face when they picked up his hand.
Lin Li, Bai Bufan: "(;☉_☉)?"
That's a bit much.
Treating the grade director as Wang Yuhui, huh?
It seems sports students not only live well, but also have a lot going on.
While continuing to listen to Wang Ze talk about the sports students' gossip he knew, they quickly tidied up the not-so-much trash, clearing the clutter at the class base in no time.
All that was left was to move the tables and chairs back to the art building.
This time, there was no need for Xue Jian to recruit help; the boys were all proactive, moving whatever was brought here back again.
The water under the parasol didn't need to be poured down the toilet; Lin Li just treated it as watering the lawn here.
