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Chapter 208
Su Yaoyao quickly reacted and withdrew her foot, and kicked his foot aside.

"You actually stepped on my little white shoes dirty??" Her tone was filled with unimaginable anger.

Wearing white shoes means that this person loves cleanliness——

But the little white shoes are dirty... Isn't that nondescript?

Mu Zhoujie approached his kicked shoe, and there was obviously a footprint on it.

He coughed lightly, but hadn't started to settle accounts yet.

"Black shoes are resistant to dirt." Su Yaoyao immediately took precautions, and she would never try to trick her.

"Who said black shoes are resistant to dirt?" Mu Zhoujie raised his head and looked at him at a close distance. His handsome face and skin quality are beyond ordinary people's. Thousands of stars shimmered.

Then he raised his eyebrows again and said, "Black shoes... are obviously more likely to get dirty, especially after being stepped on. Look, are the footprints more obvious than yours?"

The two put their feet together to observe.

One black and one white shoe, each has a footprint in different directions.

It seems that the footprints on the black shoes are more obvious...

Su Yaoyao blinked and turned her head: "Oh, then, maybe the soles of my shoes are dirtier than yours."

After she finished speaking, she rolled her eyes and raised her arms to block her view.

There was a faint low laugh.

She paused with her fingertips just now, thinking about when the professor or head teacher will come, and seeing that the position has changed, she should take care of it.

After the professor came, he didn't find any difference in the seat compared to before.

"This question was once puzzled by the famous scholar xxx, but its string is not difficult to find. Does anyone want to try to express their opinions?"

"If the answer comes up, you are on the same level as the famous scholar xxx." The professor joked again in order to enliven the atmosphere, guide enthusiasm and teaching efficiency.

"I will be at the same table."

The one who spoke was a cold female voice, with some casual mockery in it.

Su Yaoyao turned the pen in her hand around, and glanced at her deskmate from the corner of her eye.

Mu Zhoujie was shot innocently.

He didn't seem to understand where the progress of the class was, and he looked up and looked around in a daze.

Everyone cast their eyes on him blatantly or vaguely.

A strange girl who was very close to him smiled coquettishly at him: "It turns out that Jie is very good at it, so amazing."

"Yes, it's amazing." Su Yaoyao pursed her lips, looking down with joy that was about to overflow.

Isn't it good to be cheated?
"What will I do?" Mu Zhoujie finally fixed his eyes on the professor's face and asked with a frown.

The professor pointed to a series of questions on the whiteboard with a smile on his face. The kind that would be painful to look at, must be even more painful to do.

The professor smiled kindly, and a "three" character was formed on his forehead, indicating: Everyone is very optimistic about you. You are so good-looking, so don't fail to answer.

Mu Zhoujie lazily stood up and began to study the topic on the whiteboard.

Time passed by, watching Mu Zhoujie gesticulate with his hands in the air, and he didn't know where the inner drama had progressed.

In the end, I saw his frowning brows slowly unfold.

Everyone thought that he could find the string for this troublesome problem.

In the end, he just spit out a sentence lightly.

"I do not know."

"..."

"Ahem." The hope on the professor's face began to crack.

(End of this chapter)