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... with a black backpack slung over her shoulders, walked into Class 7 looking cool, her eyes crawling with blood vessels and a hint of wickedness at the corners of her eyes.
The students in her class were all working on the test papers she had given them the day before.
Early morning self-study.
Wang Ning lay on his desk, devoid of energy, "Heavens, spare me!"
In the past two days, he had read more and used his brain more than he had in the past two years.
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