"Boss, you are here. What a coincidence. What class are you from?"

Ye Ziheng handed over the student card in his hand and said at the same time.

"Class 2."

He Qiming opened a look, found that ye Ziheng is really class two, and immediately showed a smile.

"Coincidentally, boss, I'm also from class two!"

With that, he took out his student card and showed it to ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng's mouth across a helpless smile.

"Well, I see. Put away your student ID card."

He Qiming put away the student card with a smile.

Then ye Ziheng continued to pick up the mobile phone and called Lin ya.

"Hello, Ziheng."

"Hello, Lin ya, have you got your student ID card? Which class have you been assigned to?"

"Class one, how about you?"

Ye Ziheng could not help sighing.

"I'm in class two. Why don't I ask someone to transfer to your class one?"

Ye Ziheng said.

"Let's forget it. All points are divided. It's not good to trouble people now. Besides, I'm not next to you. You can study more seriously."

"Where can I be serious? If you are not around me, I will miss you all the time. If I think about you, I will not be in the mood to study. How can I be serious about learning?"

"Ha ha, OK, don't be so garrulous. If you don't go to your classroom, you'll have a good time when the teacher comes."

When ye Ziheng heard this, he couldn't help being stunned.

"Ah? To the classroom? Are you going to the classroom now? "

"Yes, didn't you read the notice? Report on the 30th, gather in the classrooms before 10:30 a.m. on the 31st, and start military training on the 1st."

Ye Ziheng listened to this and looked down at his watch, the time above has reached "10:29".

"No more talking, I have to run to the classroom first!"

Ye Ziheng finish saying, hang up the phone, then spread out his legs to run up.

"Boss, you're running backwards. This way!"

He Qiming quickly yelled after ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng quickly ran back and ran to the classroom with he Qiming.

But just as he was running, ye Ziheng suddenly saw several students in front of him who were dressed in the uniform of No.1 Middle School in the city, blocking the way for ye Ziheng and he Qiming.

Ye Ziheng and he Qiming stopped one after another and looked at several students in front of them, showing a cold light in their eyes.

"Boy, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

A student who had a haircut stood up and said.

This guy's school uniform is casually draped on his body. He has a black scorpion tattoo on his neck, an earring on his left ear, and a very obvious scar at the corner of his eye. Moreover, he also exudes the unique flavor of a warrior. He is not a good kind at first sight.

"Let's go. We're going to the classroom."

Ye Ziheng said, although the tone is very calm, but the hand is not sure when has quietly pulled out a short dagger from the storage ring.

Since the last incident with the driver, he has been particularly vigilant to those people who appear inexplicably around him. Although the average accomplishments of these guys are only one grade, ye Ziheng still dare not take them lightly.

He Qiming, standing behind ye Ziheng, saw ye Ziheng touch the dagger directly. At that time, he was scared and sweating. He didn't want to enter the Bureau on the first day of high school, so he quickly stood up and pointed at those guys and yelled.

"Are you blind or how? Even we dare to stop them!"

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