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Aoki Renkyo propped his head with one hand and looked out. The hands of his watch had already turned to half past seven in the evening. The teacher pointed at the formula on the blackboard and told him several times before announcing that he could rest. Ren Jing only entered the second year of high school this year. If his parents hadn't been nagging him about going to higher school, he would never have attended this special evening tutoring class. Logically speaking, the students who can enter this special entrance class are top students in various colleges and universities, but situations like this often happen. "Three pineapple buns and two cans of orange juice. Hey, Eri, what do you want?" A girl with a neat ponytail turned to ask her companion while putting a banknote into the hand of a girl with short hair.
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