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... unanimous agreement of the students in the class.


Only Xia Qianqian and Wang Xiaoya looked at each other, feeling a little uneasy for some reason.


That 3,000 yuan class fee was now placed in the middle of Xia Qianqian’s backpack!


Wang Xiaoya was still too impatient, and she was the first to stand out.


“I don’t think it’s useful to search the tents like this. What if the thief buried the money in the ground or something?!”


When Jiang Qiran saw th ...

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