It was seven o'clock in the morning the next day.

Today is Monday, the deadline for registration for the club exhibition.

"It's time to go to school. ”

Jiang Mo went back to clean up and arrived at the school soon after.

Inside the classroom.

Tear off a blank piece of paper, pick up a pen, and write down the club exhibition plan of the Strange Research Department, and write down the things that have been conceived in detail.

Zhao Tengkong, a dead friend, sat beside him weakly, lying on the table, shouting words like "tired", with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he actually looked a little like a husky.

The cultural festival is approaching, and each class and club is preparing for its own group activities.

In addition, they will also call for foreign help.

Unlike the Strange Research Department, which has not yet decided on a theme plan and is still in the design stage, other clubs and classes have been determined early and are now in the preparation stage.

There was also a lot of preparation during the preparation, making props and sets, a small number of which could not be done had to be bought, and most of them were done by the students themselves, so that everyone could participate in it and have a sense of collective honor.

There is also a guy like Zhao Tengkong, who is also very popular, and he belongs to the best object to be asked by people from all walks of life, and he himself enjoys this feeling of being welcomed very much.

"Ha, Lao Mo, let me tell you, just now I went to help the seniors in the idol department move the equipment, and I was fortunate to see their makeup, wow, it's really beautiful, you must go with me to see it later." ”

"Anyway, I'll see it on the stage of the cultural festival. ”

"Listen to me, it's really great, I think Nan Xiaoniao is the cutest, the quiet and gentle appearance is so beautiful, you like it too, right? ”

"Like. ”

"It's too perfunctory, is this an attitude towards liking, so ask you, if the nine in the idol department are together, you like it, right?"

"Loved it very much. "Suddenly the spirit is up!

"It's still as fraternity as before, but, in fact, I don't like to say this kind of thing, Lao Mo, no matter who you are, try to fall in love with her, this is your last chance to change you." ”

"When will you be able to act as a relationship counselor. ”

The two chatted casually as always, and this scene was also seen by the rest of the class, which immediately caused several boring classmates to discuss each other.

"Jiang Mo, this guy only talks to Zhao Tengkong. ”

"I usually pretend to be deep, stinky fart. ”

"By the way, let's discuss, what should he do in the class of this cultural festival, last year he asked him to be a big puppet erected outside, but he was really stuffy inside all day, and this year he has to change his way. ”

"This time, our class will do the 'Chainsaw Horror' escape event, how about letting him be the one who was killed, the video should be uploaded to the campus Internet, so that this dead fish eye can see what he looks like. ”

"Good idea! I'm going to talk to him. ”

First, one of the donkey-faced classmates went straight to Jiang Mo's desk and knocked on his desk, "Hey, this cultural festival, our class has already arranged your tasks." ”

"Not available. ”

Jiang Mo didn't raise his head, and his dexterous fingers quickly wrote the plan.

When the donkey-faced man saw that Jiang Mo actually refused directly, his face immediately sank, and he found that he was writing, so he snatched it with his hand, "Don't write it, the rules in the school, if there is no club exhibition to be busy, it will be mainly a class exhibition, and you don't participate in club activities, so you are not qualified to refuse!"

The plan he was writing was taken away, and Jiang Mo frowned, "Put it down." ”

"Did you listen to what I said. ”

"Down!"

With this low roar, Jiang Mo subconsciously launched a "Spiritual Echo".

"Down" "Down" "Down" "Down" "Down" "Down" ......

"Kneel" "Kneel" "Kneel" ......

"Shut up" "Shut up" "Shut up"......

There were countless voices in the donkey-faced man's mind, which rang back and forth, even mixed with some memories of the past, memories of being severely punished by his father, and the experience of being badly bullied by society, all kinds of feelings impacted his mind.

Intuitively, as soon as Jiang Mo drank it, he stayed directly in place, as if he had lost his soul.

However, psychic echo is a subtle skill, and it is not like some first-hand abilities that can directly produce a decisive effect.

"You!"

The donkey-faced man reacted quickly, and after realizing that his behavior was very embarrassing, he became angry, "You dare to talk to me like that, I ......"

A hand wrapped around his shoulder.

It was the friends who were discussing it together, and one of the short men laughed and said, "Li Mingzhi, it's okay, give it back to him." ”

Jiang Mo, who was about to do something, also looked at the short man for the time being, this person's name is Duan Shengyu, he is usually very ruffian, and he doesn't dare to make big mistakes, but he doesn't do less disgusting things.

Duan Shengyu took the plan and was about to hand it to Jiang Mo, but he was mischievous and deliberately withdrew his hand, he looked at Jiang Mo, but saw that Jiang Mo was not angry or angry, just looked at him quietly. I was bored for a moment, and glanced at the title on the paper by the way.

"Oh, you're preparing for the club exhibition? ”

"What? really a club show?"

"I'll take a look, I'll take a look. ”

A group of people came up to look at it, but saw Duan Shengyu, who was holding the paper, shook his hand inexplicably, and the paper happened to fall into Jiang Mo's hand, and they only had time to see the top title.

"I saw the title, and it really is. ”

"I actually asked you to write the plan, my brain was kicked by a donkey hahaha, ah no, I didn't mean to scold you. ”

"I understand everything, I understand everything!"

"Hahaha. ”

The crowd seemed to have fun and burst into laughter.

The girls in the class looked at Jiang Mo who was surrounded in the center with pity, the class is also a small society, some people are at the top, some people are at the bottom, for them, Jiang Mo is the one at the bottom.

Bang!

There was a loud bang on the table.

"Isn't it funny?"

Zhao Tengkong stepped forward and directly grabbed Duan Shengyu's collar, and lifted him into the air, like an angry lion.

Everyone was stunned by Zhao Tengkong, who suddenly went berserk.

saw Zhao Tengkong throw it hard, threw Duan Shengyu out of the air, smashed a table and chair, and let out a miserable cry in pain.

"Try another laugh?"

The whole process was silent.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhao Tengkong is very angry now.

"You temper tantrum. Jiang Mo smiled bitterly.

"I can't help it, damn it, you see that you are used to these turtle grandchildren, anyway, I can't stand it, don't try to blame me, this is the first step for me to complete my heroic dream, fight unevenly, Ji Cao!"

Normally, Zhao Tengkong would not be so heavy.

However, Jiang Mo is currently giving ideas to the Strange Research Department.

And let Jiang Mo be involved in the Strange Research Department, Zhao Tengkong asked himself that he was one of the driving forces behind the scenes, and after such a calculation, he naturally became even more angry.

Of course, beating people is cool for a while, and some are busy afterwards.

When the people from the Discipline Department heard the news, they raised their eyebrows: "Come with me." ”