Seeing such a cannibalistic look like an evil ghost, the little fat man shrank his neck a little, and when he looked back, he saw that the little girl was expressionless, how could there be any horror.

I don't know why, but for the first time, the little fat man felt that when this little girl sat quietly in the last row of the classroom, it was as if she did not belong to this world, and it was a little incredible.

He rubbed his eyes, turned his head angrily, raised his eyes to look at Jiang Fuzi's dark face, and stopped talking.

The master gradually began to revel in the poems, and the mood was wonderful, and the students below were quite peaceful, shaking their heads and reciting the poems taught by the master.

It's just that this harmonious atmosphere is no more than three minutes better.

A faint sneer was drawn on Qiao Mu's lips, and he silently counted down in his heart, five, four...... One!

"Bang!" the little fat man slapped the case, and this was so loud that all the classmates in the recitation stopped their voices in a daze.

Jiang Fuzi, who was intoxicated by the poems, opened his eyes and looked at the fat child who dared to be presumptuous in his class.

"Kick kick!" The little fat man rushed to Qiao Mu violently, grabbed a handful of air with his right hand and chewed it hard, raised his chin high, and said with a look of condescension, "Master is a ...... of ass"

Everyone looked at this little fat man with disrespectful words in amazement, and they all felt that this little fat man was stupid? You said that the master was not present, and you could just play a majestic and shouting for a while, but now that the master is sitting there, you are actually ...... I repeated the disrespectful words I said before, word for word!

A group of little radish heads under the age of ten looked at the "warrior" little fat man with surging admiration!

Before the master was furious, the two dumbfounded little dogs hurriedly called "Young Master Tao" and brought Zhou Tao back to his seat.

Jiang Fuzi took a deep breath, for the sake of the fat man's fat father who paid for the renovation of the micro grass hall, today the master will hold this breath...... Go?

"Bang!" the little fat man mechanically stood up again, and walked up to Qiao Mu with a high spirit, "Master is a fart!!"

"Poof...... "At this moment, the children really couldn't hold it anymore, "hahaha" laughed out loud, how do you feel Zhou Xiaopang's special joy today! Hahahahaha......

No matter how sluggish the little fat man was, he finally felt that something was wrong with his body. This feeling of not being able to control one's body is really terrifying.

Looking at Jiang Fuzi's face with a layer of black paint, the little fat man shot the case three times......

The little fat man who rushed to Qiao Mu and scolded him, his face was clearly distorted, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes that were squeezed into a slit, and tears were shamefully overflowing from his eyes.

Who can stop all this, it's so terrifying, why is everything out of his control?

Jiang Fuzi couldn't bear it anymore, Huo Di stood up from his position, lifted the rattan ruler and slapped it at the little fat man's buttocks.

Let you shoot the case three times, let you blatantly insult the master, this unsuccessful thing, it is really angry to the old man......

A good lesson, in the end, it ended in a fainting of the little fat man. And the rune paper that was originally stuck to the little fat man's clothes also fell to the ground with the end of the time limit, turning into two ordinary pieces of paper, which did not attract anyone's attention at all.

Qiao Mu bent down to pick it up and crumpled it into a ball, and had an extra plan in his heart: go home tonight and draw it a must-have!