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Chapter 667 - Do You Say, This Man Dog Or Not?

Chapter 667 - Do you say, this man dog or not?

Izabella blushed, not daring to argue with Callie again, lowered her head and looked at the toe of her

little white shoes under her feet, and found that they were a little dirty.

Callie and Izabella have been together for more than a month, so she knows Izabella's character.

Seeing that she is not talking at this moment, I know that Izabella is weak-minded.

She grunted, "Don't think I don't know that you didn't go home right away on Saturday, right?"

Callie had been wanting to gossip about Saturday for a long time, but the thought of Izabella's tear-

stained and embarrassed face that day made her hold back.

Now that almost two days have passed, Callie feels that there are still some things to face.

Of course, she's not talking about asking Izabella what the hell is going on right now.

She simply wanted to gossip about the gossip.

Izabella didn't expect Callie to continue asking, and she was embarrassed, "I was in a bad mood that

day."

"He coaxed you, huh?"

Callie stared at Izabella with wide eyes and incredulity.

Izabella shook her head, "No."

Giving Callie a look, Izabella added, "Victor says he can't cajole."

"Victor~"

Callie listened to the inexplicable goose bumps: "You call this, also unique very."

Izabella was already embarrassed, and when Callie flirted with her, she was even more flushed.

"If you keep doing that, I won't talk to you!"

"Hey! Don't! I was wrong I was wrong!"

Callie hugged the person, smiling: "So where did you go that day? Don't say you were nearby, but I

went back to look for you!"

Izabella gave her a look, pursed her lips, inexplicably vain: "Didn't go anywhere, just to the

embankment park."

"Off to the river."

Callie raised an eyebrow: "I didn't realize that Victor would accompany you to the river."

Callie said, and brought up Victor's previous things to spill the beans.

Izabella listened and felt a little different from what she was listening to before.

She knew Callie wouldn't lie to herself, but hearing Callie talk about the Victor who could easily make a

girl cry, Izabella thought it didn't seem that way.

"I tell you Izabella, you do not look at Victor look like a man, but do things can be a dog! To the girls,

half a bit of pity will not, junior year, the class flower next door fell down in front of him, people reached

out to him to help, he directly when he did not see it and passed by."

"You say, this man dog or not dog?"

Probably feeling hopeless with Victor, Callie found herself looking at Victor without the first love filter,

which is no good at all.

Izabella pursed her lips and didn't answer.

Callie bleeped all the way to the bus stop and the two walked to the bus and didn't have to wait long for

it to arrive.

The language grades came out at the end of the second period in the morning.

The language teacher of senior two class 7 entered the class with a happy face, "Yes, our class got the

first place in the grade in this midterm exam!"

The seventh class language has always been the bottom, the class language first class president Toby

exams the best time is the grade tenth grade.

The students at the bottom of the room were abuzz with excitement when a language first came out.

Callie was the most gossipy, it was just after class time and she ran to Izabella: "The class president is

really good this time, she actually got the first place in the grade!"

Izabella didn't know much about Class 7, but she was happy to have the top student in her class in

language: "Yeah, the class president is awesome."

Callie looked at Izabella, remembered that she had only been transferred here a short time ago, and

began to tell her about Class 7.

"Izabella you still don't know, right? Our class language average and the average score of the third

class language bottom of the rotation, the class president is the best language in the class, but the best

time is also a tenth grade."

Hearing that, Izabella blinked, "Then the class president played really well this time."

"Not really!"

Callie had just finished speaking when Victor returned. She took one look at Victor, skimmed the

corners of her mouth, and got up to go back to her seat.

The next two classes are language classes, and the language teacher has asked the class

representative to hand out the papers.

Victor had just sat down when the class rep put his paper on his desk.

Izabella just happened to scan it, and it said "117".

This score is not very good, but not particularly bad either.

Victor folded up the test paper and pressed it directly to the side, and just as he got up the water, he

heard Toby holding Izabella's paper and handing it to her with an envious look on his face, "Izabella,

hello high score, 146!"

Izabella was a little embarrassed and reached out to take the paper, "Thank you, class president."

She is better at languages, always scoring above 130, and Izabella was a bit surprised when she

scored 146 this time.

Lyra in the front heard this from the class president and frowned a little: "Class president, you're looking

at it wrong, how can she get 146 points?!"

"It's 146!"

The squad leader responded across several people, a little too loudly, drawing many people to look at

Izabella.

Victor finished his water and inclined his head to look at a red-faced Izabella: "Paranoid?" NôvelDrama.Org content.

Izabella didn't react at first, and when she looked back, she looked at Victor in embarrassment, "Hmm."

Victor raised an eyebrow: "You're so good at languages, it doesn't matter if you do poorly in math."

Izabella was embarrassed, and she didn't know if Victor was comforting herself or complimenting

herself.

The class bell rang before the papers were handed out.

The language teacher was at the podium with the report card and first ordered the people who did not

pass the language exam.

One hundred and fifty points of the paper, not to ninety is not pass.

Lyra was the first to be ordered up, and Callie threw Izabella a look across several people.

Izabella couldn't help but look down and laugh, and after laughing a little, and feeling that it wasn't very

nice of her to laugh at Lyra like that, she didn't expect to look up and find Victor looking at her.

Izabella stiffened for a moment, her grip on the pen tightening and tightening.

Lyra was one of six students in the class who failed the language midterm.

After counting the students who failed, the language teacher started to talk about the ones who did well

this time: "Izabella, in our class this time, scored 146 points, the first in the whole year, six points higher

than the second in the grade! Everyone learn from Izabella, her essay this time, has been copied and

circulated, and Izabella's essay score was only deducted one point."

"I've read Izabella's essay. The idea of Izabella's essay is very original, and the argument is based on

the scriptures, which shows how much Izabella usually reads. I will send a copy of Izabella's essay to

you later, so you can study it!"

Izabella had been praised many times before, but this was the first time, and she blushed a little.

As the applause rang out, she seemed to hear Victor beside her tsking softly.

Izabella subconsciously looked at the other party, but did not think the other party is looking at her, she

hastily retracted her eyes sheepishly.

The heart is beating faster than one at a time.