Duan Rouyan raised her head to look at the teacher, with a look of hope after panic.
However, the teacher really couldn’t see the begging deep in her eyes.
“Teacher…I…”
The skin and flesh were pinched with a sharp pain, Yao Hongyin held her, no one else could see her, she was aching, and her face twitched, “Okay…I’ll go back to my room and rest.”
Her voice was like a mosquito, and the teacher felt that she was really courageous, and she was even cautious in her speech.
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