"Certainly no problem, Mr. Zhang, you can rest assured." As Hanzi sat down in the chair beside her desk, she said, and while the other teachers were not paying attention, a heart-shaped star appeared in her eyes.

Zhang Yuyan bit Lingling's lip lightly, looked at him, but dared not attack, thinking: "This stinky boy, is really more and more bold." He took a deep breath and said, "That's good. The teacher knows you won't let us down. Alas, after all, I have been with my classmates for nearly two years, and I really hate to be separated.

"You don't want me." Hanzi thought proudly, but said, "I heard that Mr....