Chapter 161

As for what kind of stem this is, hey, whatever it is, brother Xiong shouted, and they were happy to shout!

"You are free." Lin Jian doesn't care. At most, she will take care of the people who have called, and the people who haven't called

Lin Jian looked back at Wu Ying with a smile and said word by word, "don't you call people?"

Wu Ying's face turned red in an instant. She bit her lips and glared at Lin Jian fiercely. She turned her head and looked away. I just didn't ask you what kind of attitude you could take me.

"Hey, another prick, not good."

Lin Jian shakes her head, but she won't argue with her younger generation. She is still a grandson. Just like she didn't force Xiong BiWen to call her aunt's milk, she would call if she wanted to, and wouldn't call if she didn't want to. The Taoist family pays attention to following suit.

"Will you win the next game?" she stared at several meditators. Xiong BiWen looked excited: "don't worry, aunt milk, we are the basketball team of the sports class!"

"Well, the aunt went out to the bathroom."

Lin Jian slowly got up and left. Five people behind him continued to meditate in a circle. The students around him were about to take off the window.

"What the hell is going on in the sports class?"

"Hey, is this a collective monk?"

"Why are so many people called Lin Jian's little aunt milk? I was curious a long time ago. What's the stem of little aunt milk?"

The whispering voice made the students more curious about the Lin Jian. The girl had the appearance of crushing the goddess Lin Waner of the seventh middle school, but she wore a Taoist robe to school every day. When she met someone who checked the discipline, she took off the Taoist robe, and the school uniform was even worn inside!!

And under her influence, the sports class seems to feel more and more out of family

"But Lin Jian is really beautiful!"

"Yes, I think she can be the goddess of the seventh middle school!"

"Goddess in Taoist robe? Forget it, and Lin Waner can become the goddess of No. 7 middle school not only because of her beauty. The Lin family is the richest man in Yancheng, but also Lin Waner has good grades and plays a good Guqin. It's an intangible cultural heritage. It's very difficult to learn!"

Several people suddenly, too, Lin Waner is so excellent. Lin Jian looks better than Lin Waner, but she has no money and learning slag. She can't compare anywhere. Sure enough, the goddess of the seventh middle school can only be Lin Waner.

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In the school infirmary, Zhao Qi is lying on the hospital bed. His face is very white. He still feels terrible. Is he useless? Just play a basketball and lose it?

no

"How do you feel?" Tang Yun asked.

Seeing Tang Shao, Zhao Qi cried on the spot. She was so frightened that she didn't feel in her lower body. It's terrible!!

"Tang Shao, have I become disabled? I don't want... Wuwuwuwu..."

Tang Yun had a headache when he cried. He could only angrily say, "what happened?"

Zhao Qi choked and said, "just, Lin Qiang seems to press my back waist, but then it's like this."

"But he was three steps away from you at that time!" how could he touch you?

"After he pressed it, he left and I lay down! Tang Shao, it must have been him. Isn't Lin Jian a Taoist nun? She must have taught Lin Qiang some magic spells. It must be!!!"

Lin Jian?

Tang Yun's face is hard to see the extreme. It's very possible to think that Xuanmen Taoism is originally a subtle and magical magic, but can Lin Jian be so young? Obviously, their great grandparents are just learning fur.

Tang Yun was skeptical. Yang Lin, a school doctor outside, called him, "Tang Yun, come out."

"HMM." Tang Yun went out and brought the door. The infirmary was quiet for a moment. Only the wind blew in from the open window, and the curtains floated.

The pure white curtain opened a ripple in the wind. When Zhao Qi looked up, she was surprised to find that there was another person in front of the window!