Chapter 117
He didn't sit on the seat either, he walked over a few steps and stopped in the aisle next to Wen Miao's seat, then leaned over slowly, tapped the edge of Wen Miao's desk with his fingertips, and said softly and lazily He said: "Squad leader, please take a leave of absence."

Holding a black signature pen in her hand, Wen Miao was writing furiously on the class information sheet. Hearing this, she just said without raising her head, "The reason."

Shen Jiayu bent over, put one hand in the pocket of his coat, and pressed the other on the edge of the table. He casually lowered his eyes to watch her write: "I have something to do."

Wen Miao continued to scribble on the paper: "What's the matter?"

Shen Jiayu thought for a moment, and the ending sound slightly raised, obviously with an uncertain tone: "Going to a birthday party?"

"..." Wen Miao paused.

Why, when you go to a birthday party, don't you know who the birthday party is?

Wen Miao finally raised her head, glanced at him helplessly out of the corner of her eye, and continued to write while asking, "Whose birthday party?"

Shen Jiayu paused for a moment, as if this was a difficult question to answer, he lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while before softly saying: "QQ pet."

Wen Miao: "..."

QQ pet? ? ?

Wen Miao couldn't hold back his pen, and the character "No" in "No absentees" in his pen dragged out a long tail, almost scratching out of the form.

She could tell that it was fake that Shen Jiayu had something to do, and it was true that he didn't want to participate in the sports meeting.

After neatly filling out the last item on the class information form with cursive fonts, Wen Miao finally put down her pen, and finally had time to look at Shen Jiayu.

"This handsome guy, can't you think of a decent reason?" Wen Miao rubbed his wrist, as if asking him helplessly.

At least don't make it so obvious.

"Pretty?" Shen Jiayu tilted his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

After about three seconds, he turned around and gave another answer: "My sister is married and needs to ask for leave."

Wen Miao: "?"

Wen Miao was puzzled: "Do you have a sister?"

Why haven't I heard him say it before?
Shen Jiayu said "Yes" without changing his face, nodded and said: "It didn't exist before, but now it does."

Wen Miao: "..."

Okay, I understand, it turned out to be Schrödinger's sister.

It's there when you need it, and it's not there when you don't.

What a sensible sister.

Wen Miao had already pulled out the fake note from the belly of the table, but after hearing his words, she stuffed it back: "Wow, your sister is really amazing, it popped out all of a sudden, and you can still get stuck!" Follow what you need."

"Yeah." Shen Jiayu still had that specious tone, "Maybe it's because my sister is more considerate."

Wen Miao: "..."

What nonsense?
You can't talk about ghosts.

Wen Miao unabashedly rolled her eyes at him, then stood up holding the class information sheet on the table, raised her hand and patted Shen Jiayu on the shoulder: "The reason is too false, so I won't approve it."

Shen Jiayu raised his eyebrows, but did not speak.

"Okay, okay, don't block the way here." Wen Miao raised her chin, motioning for him to get out of the way, "If you really don't want to go—"

Shen Jiayu followed her words: "Why don't you go?"

"No, what good things are you thinking of?" Wen Miao raised her face and said naturally, "I mean, if you really don't want to go, then I'll drag you there."

"..."

Does this make a difference?
(End of this chapter)

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