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"Wow ..."

Self-study in the afternoon, in the quiet classroom, suddenly there was an amazing sound.

Dust and smoke are everywhere.

In the eyes of everyone, I saw the solid wooden table turned into a pile of powder in the corner of the classroom.

A little girl in a black school uniform and old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses sat in a chair that was still intact, with a math book in her hand and her eyes wide open, puzzled by what was happening in front of her.

"Witch-----"

The coloratura soprano suddenly heard.

A beautiful and angry face flashed through the bright window.

With the sound of "dadada" high-heeled shoes hitting the ground, the closed classroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Outside, a tall and beautiful female teacher is holding a lesson plan, looking at the collapsed table, flying sawdust, glaring at the corner-a girl with drooping shoulders, turning pale with anger.

"Wulong! You broke a table again ... "

"Teacher, I swear, I am sitting in a chair!"

"Let's whether this is a table or a chair. Have you counted them? How many stupid things have you done since you transferred to school? "

"Teacher, I am very lucky!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Nizi grabbed her sleeve and whispered, "I have never been so lucky this week! this ...

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