"This, so good?" Song Baojun couldn't help but open his mouth wide. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Okay, let's try it. ”

Song Baojun turned on the faucet according to the requirements of the obscene personality and dipped his eyebrows with some water.

The original slightly lighter eyebrows looked much thicker and deeper, and then pursed his lips, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the front intently, and suddenly a vigorous and heroic spirit appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and it seemed to be a different person in an instant.

With a handsome expression of Takeshi Kaneshiro's thick eyebrows and big eyes, Song Baojun was almost stunned, he never realized that he could become like this.

Temperament, is this temperament?

The lewd personality said lazily: "I told you that you just woke up in the bathroom yesterday." Your face is super compatible with the system, and the variety of temperaments is software. Lewd, solemn, handsome, still handsome, free, whatever you want, become handsome and ugly in one thought, don't have to dampen enthusiasm for the momentary nonsense of a few women. They don't know how strong you are because you don't show it. ”

"I swear I'm going to get a horse's soak. Song Baojun's self-confidence exploded instantly, he wiped his face with cold water, felt much sober, and walked towards the door with a high spirit.

The playground is open and open, and you can see at a glance the three girls of the Broadcasting Academy who are jogging on the plastic track in the distance, and their youthful and beautiful figures are like flowers in the green leaves, which is very eye-catching. Every now and then, one or two boys would be bold enough to approach them at a slightly faster pace, and after a sentence or two, they would be rejected and retreat.

After running back and forth, three or five boring boys have stepped forward to test it, and it is really popular. This also shows that beauties are always in short supply, and there are more monks and less porridge. In the words of a lewd personality, it is: "more dogs and less".

Song Baojun decided not to bring humiliation on himself for the time being. He is not the kind of handsome and rich who stands out from the crowd, and there is no BMW parked on the side of the runway, so it is naturally impossible to impress the girl.

Walk slowly along the runway and regain your strength by adjusting your breathing rate. At the same time, his mind was thinking about how to deal with the upcoming revenge of Long Ya and Xie Qilu today.

Yesterday made Long Ya disgraced for a while, this guy will repay him, and he will definitely not let himself go. In addition, there is Xie Qilu, the woman was born pampered, and she was humiliated by a boy who has always looked down on her, and she is angry when she thinks about it.

Those people are simple-minded, but they rely on money and power to isolate others, and they have no special means.

A soccer ball rolled to Song Baojun's feet.

"Hey, classmate, kick it over!" several students on the court in the distance shouted at him.

Song Baojun hurriedly raised his foot, but his eyes and body were not very coordinated, he kicked in the air, and fell hard, looking very funny, and the ball remained in place without moving.

The students laughed when they saw this, and Song Baojun blushed, grabbed the football and threw it at them.

The student at the front couldn't help but smile and thanked him, raised his foot to catch the football and reflexively passed it to his teammates.

I can still hear a sentence from afar: "Haha, it's really a weak chicken, I don't know which rookie it is." ”

Song Baojun said stupidly: "Isn't it just a game of twenty-two people chasing the ball and running stupidly, what are you proud of? There is a kind of fighting the devil and beast world, Lao Tzu has to abuse you out of the." But far away, those people didn't hear his Q-style complaints.

"Lao Tzu's physical condition is so good that he is dying, who dares to laugh at me?"

Being stimulated by this, Song Baojun had a competitive spirit, and actually ran all the way.

In a few moments, the lobes of the lungs burned like fire, squeezing the last shred of oxygen. My legs seemed to have been soaked in boiling water for five minutes, and I was so soft that I almost couldn't walk.

This is the body of an otaku, so weak.

Sometimes he thinks that an ordinary morning exercise will be as tired as a dog, so it is better to lie in bed every day in the future.

But he also thought about how he could retreat from a small setback? Could it be that he became addicted to being a "loser in life"? He must not give up.

It wasn't until the sky was bright and the crowd of morning exercises on the playground gradually dispersed that Song Baojun felt that it was almost over, so he dragged his extremely tired body back to the dormitory.

A few roommates had just gotten up on the punctual class bell, and they couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Song Baojun's appearance as a kidney-deficient son. Tan Qingkai rubbed his eyes and asked, "Ah Jun, were you dragged outside by Long Ya to beat you while you were sleeping?"

Song Baojun wiped his sweat with a towel, took out a "Heshui brand" cigarette from yesterday's coat pocket and put it in his mouth, and reluctantly responded: "Open your low-looking dog eyes and look, Lao Tzu is going to morning exercise." Do you know what the scene is? Surrounded by girls from the Broadcasting Academy in tights, the energetic senior sister invited me to play badminton, and the cute and cute student begged me to help her press her legs. It's a pity that Lao Tzu has never been tempted by the outside world......"

Tan Qingkai took out a copy of "Yanzi Chunqiu" under his pillow and smashed it in his face, and sneered: "Please brag more reliable next time, I hate cowhide without any factual basis." ”

Song Baojun was about to refute, when the phone rang suddenly, it was his mentor Jiang Yihui calling. He took a deep breath and quickly pressed the answer button.

"Hey, is it Song Baojun?" a sweet and glutinous voice, although it pretended to be stern, it couldn't hide the sweet and soft flavor of Jiangnan.

"It's me, it's me, is there something wrong with Mr. Jiang?"

Teacher Jiang's voice was like a cold wind in December: "Well, Song Baojun, you deliberately disrupted classroom discipline yesterday, causing an extremely bad impact. In view of this, I have reported to the School Guidance Office that you must come to my office before half past eight o'clock to explain your problem. Okay, that's all. ”

"What, what? Explain the problem? Are you not mistaken?" Song Baojun was about to distinguish a few words, but the other party had already hung up, and only a blind tone came from the phone.

Tan Qingkai's face showed a gossip color: "Ah Jun, Teacher Jiang is looking for you, could it be that you played well in class yesterday and finally attracted the attention of the iceberg beauty, she saw that you were only eight years old, and wanted to ask you to discuss the love story of King Luo Shen of Chu in bed?"

"Exactly, I still have the ability to deceive older young women in dementia literature. Song Baojun didn't pay attention to his ridicule, and looked like he took it for granted.

"You say Teacher Jiang is a 'demented woman'?" Tan Qingkai suddenly became extremely sober. The so-called "demented literary woman" is a subtle term, referring to the combination of a literary young woman and a petty bourgeoisie, which seems to be very suitable for Teacher Jiang.

"I didn't say anything. Song Baojun looked at the time, it was nearly half past eight o'clock, he didn't take care of breakfast, and he didn't have time to change his clothes, so he left in a hurry.