1890: I'm forcing you to stay (1)

I'm forcing you to stay (1)

The others couldn't wait any longer and frantically replied to the post to urge him.0

"Tower Lord, can you hurry up and tell me? I'm begging you!"

"Op, try to keep me in suspense again. Which classroom are you in? I'll immediately take my knife and kill them!"

"Tower Lord, please tell me quickly. Young master Jie must not have agreed, right? He would definitely not agree to it, right? Hurry up and tell me!"

"Tower Lord, if you don't say it now, you're really going to cause public outrage, you know? You don't want to stay in shangde anymore, do you?"

Finally, the floor master answered.

&Quot; alright, I'll say it. I don't know if young master Jie has agreed to it. I really don't know. I'm sorry, everyone. &Quot;

As soon as this post was posted, it immediately attracted curses from everyone.

You can't expose things like this!

A bad rating!

However, someone immediately started a post asking everyone to vote on whether young master Jie would agree or not.

So far, 91% of the people thought that young master Jie would not agree, while 9% thought that he would.

At this time, almost all the students in the classroom had the same phenomenon. Most of the students had their hands hidden in the drawer, their heads were lowered, and their shoulders were shaking.

Everyone was discussing this matter, except for a few people who were still in the dark.

One of them was han qiqing and song Shijun.

On the other side, on the first floor of the Student Union Building.

Han qiqing had found song Shijun. The two of them were sitting in the guest room, eating the cake that han qiqing had bought in the morning.

"What do you think we should do?" She asked song Shijun.

Song Shijun bit on a fork and frowned at the sweet taste in his mouth. Finally, he couldn't eat anymore and put down his fork.

&Quot; this is too sweet. It's so sweet that my teeth are trembling. &Quot;

Han qiqing rolled her eyes at him and was about to throw a piece of cake at his face.

"I'm asking you a question! Quickly help Xiaoxiao think of a way, you hear me!"

"I heard it, I heard it." Song Shijun pushed away the remaining half of the cake in front of him and took two sips of his coffee to dilute the overly sweet taste. He then heaved a sigh of relief.

He said, " actually, Xiaoxiao's method is very good. Why don't you use it? "

&Quot; of course I know that her method is good, but I just can't use it. I can't be Yin Shaojie's dance partner. &Quot; Han qiqing said, not mentioning that Lu Yichen was coming back.

Song Shijun asked, " why can't I? "

Han qiqing glared at him and said, " I'm asking you to think of a solution, not to ask questions! &Quot;

Song Shijun leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said, " I think Xiaoxiao's method is the best, so there's no need to think of anything else. &Quot;

Han qiqing was annoyed by him. &Quot; I told you, this method won't work! &Quot; Anyway, help us think of another way."

"Why can't I?" Song Shijun leaned over and asked again.

Han qiqing glared at him angrily. &Quot; can't you just not ask? "

"I can't," Song Shijun answered concisely.

Han qiqing was speechless. &Quot; ... F * ck! &Quot;

Song Shijun pointed at her and said, " hurry up and tell me. Why can't I be Shaojie's dance partner? " You're definitely up to something."

He knew very well that if he could help Xiaoxiao, she would definitely do it.

This time, he said no. If there wasn't anything fishy about it, he would write song Shijun's name backward!

Han qiqing stammered, knowing that she couldn't brush him off.

She could only stammer, " that ... Lu Yichen ... Ahem, he's going back to China. I think ... He ... &Quot;

Before she could finish, song Shijun understood what she meant.

"You value your lover over your friends!" He glared at her and accused her.

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