Seeing Hua Xiaomu so happy.

Han Mo took a pen again and continued to deal with the matter of work, looking up from time to time to look dazzled.

Hua Simu and Xu Ping'an were busy all morning before registering the program, and almost all the students in the class participated in the pre-selection.

Mu Anya, who didn't come to school for a few days, also came back for this, because the previous farce was a little more restrained, and she sat quietly in her place after signing up.

Hua Simu took the filled information and prepared to return to his seat, and walked up the stairs quickly.

The afterglow swept a black umbrella and fell to the ground, its curved handle facing upwards.

Hua Simu rolled her eyes.

If you still take out the used moves, why don't you change them, aren't you tired of it?

Or did you think she would be so stupid that she tripped over and over again?

Chen Keer's eyes turned to the corners of her eyes from time to time, and her eyes glanced at Hua Simu, making it straight, a little nervous.

Hua Simu came over as expected.

Then the next thing is to trip over the handle of the umbrella and fall hard, and make a foreign appearance in front of the class. Who made her so arrogant, and made Mu Anya cry at home for a long time these days.

She had already subconsciously decided that it was Hua Simu's fault, even if the truth of the matter was not like that, she still thought it was Hua Simu's fault, if she hadn't been so crazy first, how could Mu Anya do such a thing.

Man, sometimes it's just so funny.

Hua Simu strode over without squinting.

However, the picture in Chen Keer's imagination did not appear, and when she was only one step away from the handle of the umbrella, she stepped on the toes of Chen Keer's exposed desk.

The pain came from the toes, from the thighs to the brain.

Chen Ke'er's screams didn't have time to exit.

Hua Simu's body shook, as if she had tripped over an umbrella, grabbed Chen Keer's arm, and dragged Chen Keer directly out of the seat and threw her on the ground between stumbling.

It was only then that she finally 'stabilized' her figure.

With a panicked expression on his face, he exaggerated to help Chen Ke'er, "Oops~ You're fine, it's bad if you break your brain." ”

Chen Keer was literally pulled to the ground, her arms and buttocks slammed on the stairs, and she was speechless in pain for a while.

Hearing Hua Simu's words, his face was even more blue and white.

Hua Simu squatted down to help her, gently stroked her hair behind her ears, and said in a voice of only two people, "Don't play tricks anymore, it's just three things, and the next time I step on it won't be as simple as your feet."

Be well-behaved~"

Be good, these three words are even softer.

Chen Ke'er really heard the threat in her words, and her hands trembled a little because she didn't know if it was because of pain or what.

It didn't matter for three days, it turned out that she had always known that the first time at the beginning of school was her tripping with an umbrella handle.

Chen Ke'er lowered her head and didn't dare to look directly at her face.

Hua Simu stood up and clapped her hands, and called the class leader, "Xu Ping'an, this classmate seems to have fallen a lot, you take her to the infirmary to have a look." ”

Out of breath, Hua Simu was in a happy mood, and Podpode walked quickly back to his seat.

Take out the registration form that is almost full and fill in your name at the end of the form.

glanced at Han Mo, who was concentrating on work next to him, and poked Han Mo's arm with the cap of the pen, "Han Mo, do you want a school celebration performance?"

"Don't. Han Mo didn't want to refuse directly.

Hua Simu likes to come the other way around, the more Han Mo says no, the more Hua Simu wants him to participate.

"Go, go, go~ You can perform a show with me. ”

Hua Simu tugged at Han Mo's sleeve.

"There's nothing to talk about. Han Mo was resolute this time.

What kind of joke to start, let him go to the stage to perform a show, he won't do such a stupid thing.

Even if Hua Xiaomu begged him, he wouldn't go.

"Okay, then I'll fill in the name for you. Hua Simu didn't listen to Han Moyan.

"I'm really not going. ”

"Lalala, don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures. I'm the sub-class, I'm the biggest. ”

In the last row of the table, Hua Simu and Han Mo, who were written in beautiful fonts, were together.

Han Mo leaned over to look at it, the type of performance - dancing.

His face darkened slightly, "I can't dance." ”

"It's okay, you can just stand up, you're so good-looking, and the background is also very good, I'll definitely give you a big prize back." Hua Simu waved his hand absently.

Han Mo couldn't help it, and retaliated by pulling Hua Simu's little head into his arms and rubbing her hair.

"You're the only one who dares to do whatever you want to me. ”

Hua Simu was covered by her hair, and finally broke free, pulled the hair that was messed up into a bird's nest, and screamed slightly, "Ah, Han Mo! ”

"I'm going to give you some color to see ......"

Hua Simu pushed his head towards Han Mo, and Han Mo resisted her head to block her attack.

The two of them were fighting in the back of the class as if no one was around.

The years are quiet.

A day was spent in a fight, but most of the time was spent playing with Han Mo, and Han Mo occasionally fought back.

Han Mo fulfilled his promise and specially handwrote a prize ticket, stamped with his name on it, and took it to the office building behind the Qianhan Palace to get the cash directly.

He said that he could transfer money directly to her without so much trouble.

Hua Simu just doesn't want it, she has to get it in person to have a sense of ceremony, otherwise what is the difference between this and Han Mo giving her money?

One is the money you earn, the other is your brother's money, these two things are different.

Hua Simu carefully folded the ticket and solemnly placed it in his pocket at the mouth of his heart.

After that, I have been shaking my legs anxiously, waiting for the bell to ring after school.

Something suddenly came to mind.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally said shamelessly, "Brother Han~"

"Huh?"

Hua Simu became squirming, tugging at the rope of the sweatshirt and hat, and said vaguely, "You said that doesn't count." ”

Han Mo thought for a while and didn't know what she was talking about, "Which one?"

"That's it, that's it. ”

Hua Simu saw the confusion in Han Mo's eyes, and began to be a little anxious.

"I don't remember, you say. ”

When Hua Simu heard this, she immediately became angry, and she played two roles for Han Mo to perform.

At that time, I said, "Can I get it back?"

"You say. Hua Simu lowered her voice, lowered her chin slightly, and looked at her with a fake deep gaze, "You, you~ You like money so much? You can ask me for two million, and I'll give it to you~"

Jumping out in a second, he used his voice back, and looked at Han Mo with resentful eyes, "Brother Han, you won't just talk, so big brother, I will be very sad, just as sad as missing two million."

Sure enough, what my dad said is right, a man's mouth is a deceitful ghost, and you are not sincere at all. ”

"......" Han Mo didn't expect this stubble.

Not to mention anything else, the ghost demon Niangniang is extremely sensitive to things related to money, and Han Mo can be regarded as having realized it.

The more Hua Simu thought about it, the more aggrieved she became.

"Are you sure...... Is this really what your father said?" Han Mo turned the pen in his hand.

Hua Simu glared at him without speaking.