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... f Class 7 with a smile.

Class 7’s students immediately frowned—would anyone come to save them?!

Yun Yue sat back down, slouching with a rascally posture. Upon seeing the exam paper in her hands, she stuffed it directly into her desk.

Class 7: "..."

They had something to say but weren’t sure if it was appropriate.

During the first lesson, the teacher could clearly feel Class 7 had relaxed in their studies—some were talking, others were daydreaming, as if th ...

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