Oh my god, my fiery horse!
My fiery horse!
Because there were only 15 minutes left before class and he hadn't done anything, Zhou Yu just lost it.
Then, wearing only a pair of slippers, he rushed to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
"I'm counting on you guys!"
"If we wait for you, we'll really be late," Zhang Chao said, gesturing with his hand. "I can bring some snacks to the classroom for you."
"No, don't leave, I haven't "gotten on the bus"... I haven't "gotten on the bus" yet!"
Originally thinking he could sleep until eight before class, Zhou Yu went from heaven to hell in an instant.
"No way, how could he believe that?" Tang Jian was very puzzled.
He had asked.
He asked his desk-mate, Brother Yuanshen, if the class was starting at eight tomorrow.
Brother Yuanshen was vague and simply nodded, "Yeah, Lao Mo mentioned it during the break."
Chen Yuan didn't expect that while Class 18 had different good traits, their bad ones seemed so similar.
Even uncannily so!
