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Chapter 1745 A Hypothesis

Then, finally got to the point.

"What is the teacher's purpose of joining Shengyuan? Students don't understand the addition of psychology courses at this time."

Bai Zhuofeng replied in twos and twos, "This is the principal's decision. I am only a teacher who is applying for the job. It is very difficult for the teacher to answer the students about this matter."

As he spoke, he turned slightly.

There is a wind blowing, very warm.

It means that this year's spring will finally come.

But at the same time, Lin Zhaoxia frowned slightly.

A very light smell of formalin suddenly entered her nose.

Very light.

It disappeared in a blink of an eye.

But Lin Zhaoxia still caught it clearly.

Her sense of smell has always been good, but she doesn't think that her sense of smell is wrong.

And in memory.

It seems that some people also have a faint smell of formalin.

Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind.

Lin Zhaoxia didn't zoom in and take a peek.

Instead, the brows eased again, and a stroke was made in the bottom of my heart calmly.

This time, she really passed by Bai Zhuofeng: "Looking forward to the teacher's next class, goodbye teacher."

"The next class is this Friday, and I won't let you down."

Both sides moved forward at the same time.

Running in the opposite direction, Lin Zhaoxia narrowed her eyes slightly.

The corners of Bai Zhuofeng's lips curled up in amusement.
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When he went up the stairs and was about to reach the third floor, Yang Moyan glanced sideways at the young man with an uneasy expression, and suddenly reached out and held down her wrist.

Because of this, Lin Zhaoxia's legs that were about to walk up the stairs stopped.

She also looked sideways and blinked, "What's wrong."

"uncomfortable?"

As soon as these three words came out, Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows, "No."

"You look very bad," Yang Mo said, raising his hand to rest on the boy's brow, "Don't frown."

Only then did Lin Zhaoxia realize that her brows were frowning again at some point, and they never let go.

She didn't intend to hide anything, and wanted to hear Yang Moyan's opinion, "Do you still remember Joss?"

Of course Yang Moyan remembered.

Back then in Country E, the person who faced the boy.

"In his place, I smelled something, and today, I smelled the same thing again."

Lin Zhaoxia said.

Yang Moyan's eyes paused: "Formalin."

Lin Zhaoxia didn't speak, but the look between her eyebrows and eyes had already expressed everything.

Yang Moyan put his hand on her head, "What do you want to say? Say it."

"I was wondering if Joss might have something to do with this Bai Zhuofeng."

After listening to her words, Yang Moyan nodded slightly, and then opened his lips, "There is another hypothesis."

"En?" The boy looked at him.

Yang Moyan took the opportunity to rub her head, "Maybe Joss is Bai Zhuofeng's identity. Joss is Bai Zhuofeng, and Bai Zhuofeng is Joss."

"Why do you think so?"

Lin Zhaoxia tapped her chin, but before Yang Moyan could say anything, she asked herself and answered, "Because they are all professional psychologists. Therefore, this hypothesis is valid."

But whether Bai Zhuofeng is Joss is still to be studied.

But the smell of this smell, as well as Bai Zhuofeng's very similar temperament, made Lin Zhaoxia feel a lot of confirmation in his heart.

What she was sure of was that even Joss would not be able to recognize her easily.

After all, she is completely different now from when she was in country E.

Lin Zhaoxia thought carefully about some of Joss' characteristics.

Suddenly, a light flashed across his eyes.

(End of this chapter)