Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

He flipped through the closed cell phone in his hand and looked at the dialed phone number.

The dark gray eyes narrowed, how could they look familiar...

He swiped his long fingers and put it to his ear to answer.

"Hey... is that Xiao Momo?"

A soft and waxy voice came from the phone, which made Qiang Mo feel a little familiar.

It is Wu Qing!

Surprise rarely flashed in her eyes, how could this girl have this number?

"Huh? Xiao Wuqing, where did this number come from?"

In a word, it was admitted that the number belonged to her, but at the same time it left Wu Qing with a problem.

Wu Qing's eyes flashed, and she couldn't say...

It is still a lazy glutinous voice:

"I just went to the head teacher to ask, and she said that it was just changed in the morning."

In fact, Wu Qing did not lie. Morning Ye Su had already replaced the emergency contact information that Qiang Mo had left at the head teacher's place with the current number.

only…

Wu Qing did not come from this way.

A dark light flashed in Qiang Mo's eyes, but he didn't say anything. After all, the identity of a little girl can't be that simple. If you want to get a number that was not deliberately hidden...

Not too difficult.

With a faint hum, it was an answer.

Wu Qing heard that the other side was no longer entangled in this matter, and continued to speak in a Nuonuo voice:

"Little Momo, we're going to Mingchao for military training next week. It is said that the senior two and senior one want to experience the military training again. Are you coming?"

Qiang Mo raised his brows, military training?

That kind of training that is comparable to playing at home in her eyes?

Even though he said that, but Qiang Mo's eyes clearly flashed with interest.

She really wanted to abuse the instructors who trained them. The ones in the army should be better at fighting, right?

He said calmly:

"Well, I'll go."

Wu Qing blinked at the other end, she thought that Xiao Momo should not like to do those basic games.

The voice said softly:

"Okay, see you next week."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Qiang Mo casually threw the phone aside, his eyes filled with the brilliance of a hunter.

It's time to play again...

With his feet stacked up, Qiang Mo squinted at the bright sunlight outside the window, a little lazy.

Suddenly, the eyes that were about to be closed suddenly opened, and all of a sudden, he sat up straight.

She seems to have forgotten something very important.

for example…

How should she coexist peacefully with Young Master Feng...?

After all, she played with the banning alarm system, hacked the other party's computer, and molested the young master to death.

In Qiang's indifferent eyes, self-hypnosis is being carried out. Don't panic, she still has a 50% chance that the eldest young master dislikes military training and chooses not to participate.

Can…

At the same time, inside the classroom.

Guan Yan hesitantly walked to Feng Xun, who was exuding a cold breath all over his body, and asked in a low voice:

"Classmate Banned, are you participating in this military selection training?"

Feng Ban heard Yan Yan raised his head and glanced at Pipe Cigarette, and replied calmly:

"Not this time."

Pipe smoke echoed back, and made a mark on the paper in his hand with a pen.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Feng Ban's eyes suddenly sank, staring at a name in the entry column on the form.

A name that tickles his teeth:

Qiang desert.

He got up and stopped Tuan Yan, and said in the latter's doubtful eyes:

"I will go to this military training."

After speaking, he ignored the reaction of the cigarette and sat down directly.