"What? He passed the New Year's Day on the sixth day of the new year? It's the end of the semester this year, right?"
"Well, yes, Aunt sb is messing with my mentality again." The academic committee member of Class 1, Grade 2, Lihua Middle School scolded.
"Which one? From your second class? That very abstract monitor?"
"I'm going! Xu Maoxian, the sports committee member of the second class, is setting off a cannon at the school gate!"
"Sister Xia, are you having bad luck this year?"
"Don't mention the fact that you haven't memorized history well!" The second class academic committee member was furious.
"That's fine, Yu Zi. Regardless of whether you memorize it or not, it will always be the first year of history!"
"Hey Zhang Qiechi! Your brother Yu from the society is here! You may not be able to win the 14th New Year's Eve this year... Are you right, Xiaoyi?"
Two handsome and conspicuous men from the second class and the deputy class arrived.
"Go to hell with your aunt! Don't be embarrassed just because you got seventh grade!"
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