C22 Is School More Important than Me

Zhou YiWei Zi got up early in the morning. Her legs were twitching in pain as she walked. In her heart, she pulled the eighteen generations of old men out to greet them one after another.

There were a lot of people in the car. Standing there was tiring.

Actually, the school did not have any activities, but going out was always better than facing Gu Huaimo