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... rd a sound from under the desk; it was Gu Muxi kicking him twice.
“Look here,” Gu Muxi whispered.
She was writing the solution to the problem in her notebook.
Yi Feng could tell she was trying to help him out.
This girl really does care about me.
But such a simple question wouldn’t stump me.
Yi Feng’s math was indeed poor before the college entrance exam, but in order to get into Guangxi University of Science and Technology, he crammed for a month ...
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