Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Meng Xiaonan is right, she is indeed not qualified to control her. Therefore, there is no right to thank the cute boy.

Soon, there was a stir in the team, and it turned out that it was the teacher of the art group stepping onto the podium. This also means that the winners and losers of this pot stacking game are about to be announced.

If the tug-of-war competition is part of the effort, then the can-stacking competition means everyone in the class contributes, and everyone works hard for the "first" direction.

Therefore, people pay more attention to the result of the can-stacking competition than the tug-of-war competition.

"Oh my God... I'm so nervous, can we get the first place in our class?" The girl in front of An Chuxia couldn't help but nervously grabbed the corner of her skirt and turned to ask An Chuxia.

"I don't know." An Chuxia shook her head, her thoughts were not on winning or losing at all, but on the words of Meng Xiaonan.

She didn't know what happened to Meng Xiaonan, but she knew that her strong friendship with Meng Xiaonan was a little shaken.

Seeing An Chuxia's trance, the girl in front turned her head wittily.

At this time, the teacher of the art group had already taken a piece of A4 paper in his hand and walked to the microphone on the head of the podium.

The crowd was full of voices of discussion.

These young elder brothers and daughters and young ladies worked together once, and everyone expected their class to win, so the voice of discussion seemed very noisy.

"Quiet." The teacher said with a straight face: "Which class speaks the loudest, the class will be disqualified for the award."

The crowd booed immediately, but no one really spoke loudly afterwards.

A few seconds later, the teacher picked up the piece of paper, freed a hand to pinch the fixed microphone, and began to say: "This time in the can-stacking competition, the students in each class have a sense of class honor. Everyone... "

Before the announcement of the game, there was another long paragraph. But fortunately, this long paragraph was quickly finished, and it was time to actually announce the ranking.

"The first place is Doraemon A from Grade A in high school. The second place is the bow tie from Class D in high school. The third place..."

The class that was reported below was already cheering, especially the Grade A of High School where An Chuxia was. Everyone had a smile on their faces, and even the class teacher who had never been very good at smiling opened his mouth and laughed again.

After the ranking is announced and the comments are finished, it is time to receive the award. The monitor went up to pick up the pennant, so An Chuxia simply asked the head teacher for leave, saying that he was going to see Meng Xiaonan.

The head teacher was probably in a good mood, and he agreed directly without saying a word.

She hunched slightly and withdrew from the crowd. This scene was seen by Margot.

After exiting the crowd, she quickly ran to the toilet closest to the playing field, but there was no one in the toilet. Not reconciled, she ran to find the toilets on other floors, but there was still no one.

Finally, she ran back to the class out of breath, and there was no other person in the class except for a worker who came to change the lamp.

"Where did you go..." An Chuxia muttered to herself, her whole body looked desperate, even her face pale.

She didn't go back to the team again, and lay directly on the railing in the corridor outside the class. The radio was still ringing the teacher's comments on each class, and all the words that lingered in her mind were the words of cute boys.

——Why do you think you can control me?

Her hands trembled uncontrollably, and she regretted why she stopped Meng Xiaonan.

Although Meng Xiaonan has acted recklessly, he still knows his own body. Think about it, she has too many mouths...

"Why are you here?"

Han Qilu's somewhat cold voice sounded, An Chuxia's back stiffened and he turned his head.

Han Qilu was looking at her in surprise, and behind Han Qilu was Xiao Mingluo with the same surprised look. Both people wondered how An Chuxia would appear here alone.

"Then what..." Xiao Mingluo threw a ugly smile and said, "You talk, I'll go back first."

Xiao Mingluo was about to leave. The next second, An Chuxia yelled: "Wait."

She stepped forward and asked hesitantly, "Have you seen Jiangnan?"

Xiao Mingluo glanced at her like an idiot, and said, "Of course I saw it. Wasn't she doing that stacking game with you before? It should be concentrated in your class team now. But... why are you? Will you be here alone? I remember, the teacher will call it, right?"

After Xiao Mingluo said this series of words, he looked at her strangely, waiting for her to answer.

At this moment, An Chuxia already knew that the last time Xiao Mingluo saw Jiangnan was at the can stacking competition. This shows that Xiao Mingluo didn't know where she had gone.

What should I do?

Tell, or not tell Xiao Mingluo what happened?

Seeing the hesitation floating on An Chuxia's face, Han Qilu stepped forward and asked, "What happened?"

No way! Can't let the two of them know! Perhaps Jiang Nan was in a bad mood suddenly, and if we let them know, things would only make a big mess, and it would be bad for anyone.

She put on a smile and said, "What can happen? I'm a little tired, so I'm coming back by myself. Don't you have to sit in the class for self-study in your years? Hurry up."

As she said, she pushed Han Qilu towards the top of the stairs.

Although the two of them were suspicious, they didn't think much about it, and they told her to go back to the classroom and rest before going upstairs.

Finally, the two ancestors were sent upstairs. Before An Chuxia could catch his breath, she ran directly to Meng Xiaonan's seat and looked for it.

The worker who changed the lamp just changed the light. He looked at her suspiciously and asked, "Classmates, aren't you gathering? Why are you here alone? Did you lose something?"

If you lose something, you will find it so anxious.

Of course, there is another possibility, which is to steal things. But the students in Stellan were either rich or expensive, and would never do such a thing.

"En." An Chuxia replied: "I lost something, something very important."

"Then don't worry, look for it slowly. By the way, aren't all the classrooms monitored? Maybe you can go to the monitoring room to see if your stuff has been borrowed by a classmate."

The uncle worker only said to borrow, and did not use the word "steal". But now he has some doubts whether the important thing that this beautiful little girl said was stolen.

"Yes! Monitor!" An Chuxia's hand trembled, and he touched a hard object.

"Then you look for it first. I really can't find it and go to the monitoring room." The uncle worker said, and walked out with a few discarded light tubes.