The long-haired woman is none other than Xiao He, a campus reporter at the School of Drama, formerly known as He Ling'er, the first sister of the Department of Radio Journalism.

The whole person is out of the water hibiscus, the white and red skin, and the lilac skirt add a touch of youth to her.

There are a lot of boys who usually chase her, but there is no one who can really get close to her heart.

The main reason is that she has a curiosity that can never be satisfied, if someone wants to have a relationship with her, please be prepared to be dug by her to the end, and if you don't finish your family's genealogy, you won't want to leave.

The two girls next to her are her best friends, Zi Meimei and Xie Hong.

Xie Hong's face was puzzled: "What's so funny?" ”

He Ling'er smiled slightly: "Don't you think he is familiar?" ”

Zi Meimei agreed: "It feels a little familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere?" ”

"He is the emoticon emperor on the most popular video on the campus's official website."

"What, he's the Expression Emperor?"

"Yes."

"It's a bit big from what we imagined, I didn't expect him to be so thick-skinned!"

"Therefore, the master is in the people, and we can't judge people by their appearance."

By the time He Shuiling and the three of them came out of the toilet, Liang Chen had already disappeared.

The yellow-hatted uncle who painted the walls watched He Shuiling and the others leave in embarrassment, after all, he was the one who pointed Liang Chen in, and he inevitably felt a little guilty in his heart.

About five or six minutes later.

Liang Chen returned to the classroom in his still wet clothes, which were firmly stuck to his skin, and the feeling was particularly uncomfortable.

"Ringing ringing!"

Class was in place, and the young literature teacher walked in.

Wang Sicong stood up and shouted, "All stand up." ”

"Woohoo...... Woohoo! ”

Everyone stood up.

The literature teacher was pleased: "Okay, sit down." ”

"Thank you, teacher!"

"Students, turn the page 53, today we are going to learn about the communication between people."

With the sound of flipping books, Liang Chen sat in his position, looking at the time in distress.

"There is 1 hour, 33 minutes and 22 seconds left in the unlucky time......

With so much time left, how do you spend the next hour or so?

The literature teacher put down the book, "Next, let's invite a student to come up and perform with the teacher, singing the breathing method." ”

"The classmate in the white shirt, please come up and put on a show."

Wu Shizhao stomped on Liang Chen's foot fiercely with his foot.

"Ahh

Liang Chen stood up suddenly, and everyone's eyes suddenly focused on him.

Wu Shizhao whispered: "Teacher, what about telling you to go up?" ”

He walked to the podium in a daze, "Teacher, you call me." ”

The literature teacher circled around Liang Chen twice, and then stopped, "Come on, start putting it!" ”

"Take a deep breath, yes, that's it."

"Keep breathing deeply, breathing, and relax."

"Breathe relaxed, breathe relaxed......!"

Liang Chen adjusted his breathing bit by bit according to the method of the literature teacher.

Finally, at a certain moment, he couldn't help it.

"Puff puff...... Burst! ”

A shocking serial fart was released in front of everyone's eyes.

The literature teacher was stunned.

Wang Sicong was shocked.

Wu Shizhao was frightened.

Xiao Mulian was stunned.

Everyone is in a state of bewilderment.

Everyone admired it in their hearts, farting in front of the teacher, you are definitely the first in history.

The literature teacher's face changed, "Classmate, you go back and take it, remember, the medicine can't be stopped." ”

The students in the front row of the class all pinched their noses and dodged the poisonous smoke.

Liang Chen lowered his head and quickly returned to his seat.

The time of a class passed quickly.

After class, Wang Sicong and others surrounded Liang Chen and joked one by one.

"Classmate Liang Chen, from now on, I will take it, someone like you is the most powerful one I have ever seen."

"You don't see it, the teacher's expression is as wonderful as it gets."

"No matter what the teacher said is right, the medicine really can't be stopped, your fart is too stinky."

Liang Chen said with a tense face: "Get out!" ”

The people did not speak again, and if they continued, they would have died.

"There are 30 minutes and 23 seconds left in the unlucky time!"

Only now did he understand what it meant to be like a year, and every second and every minute was a cruel ordeal.

The next class, swimming lessons, is indoor sports.

Everyone in the class left one after another, Liang Chen stood up from his seat helplessly, looking at the outside world, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.

It's time to come, it's still coming, because when you're outside, the chances of accidents will increase exponentially.

On-campus swimming pool.

The boys from Class 7 came to the pool early.

After a few moments, the girls appeared in dazzling bikinis.

Coming in front of her was Xiao Mulian, and the open bikini perfectly set off her figure, like a blooming blue lotus.

The boys swallowed saliva one by one, and even had nosebleeds.

Looking at the white and flawless Xiao Mulian, Liang Chen was stunned, this angel was so beautiful, really beautiful.

The second is her roommate, Cuihua.

A completely conservative swimsuit, wrapped tightly in itself, resembling a chubby penguin, and with the Doraemon logo, it is very cute.

When Wang Sicong and the others saw it, they turned their heads one after another, and some boys with poor resistance vomited.

Liang Chen wants to cry without tears, this world is really an era of looking at faces.

Next, Liang Chen and the others feasted their eyes and enjoyed the beautiful visual festival.

At this moment, in the eyes of boys, every girl is like a shining pearl of the night, constantly attracting the attention of boys.

"Bell!"

The class bell rang, and a pair of men and women in coaching clothes walked over with notebooks.

By the swimming pool, the boys and girls of Class 7 consciously stood in two rows.

The person in charge of teaching the boys to swim was Chen Yunsheng.

The girls are taught by Coach Mo Shenglan.

Mo Shenglan took many girls to the other side of the pool.

Chen Yunsheng flipped through the list in his hand and read them one by one.

"Liang Chen?"

"Here!"

Wang Sicong...... Wu Shizhao? ”

"To ......!"

"Okay, good, now let's start the water to warm up for 10 minutes."

When the boys heard this, they began to twist their bodies as if they had been stimulated.

"Plop!"

Wang Sicong jumped into the water.

"Plop...... Thump! ”

Wu Shizhao and others followed closely and threw themselves into the cold pool one by one.

At this time, there was still a boy standing on the shore.

Chen Yunsheng looked at it, walked over, and asked, "Classmate, why don't you jump?" ”

Liang Chen turned his head and said in fear: "Teach ...... Coach, I don't know how to swim, can I not go into the water. ”

"Of course you can, the teacher never forces people," Chen Yunsheng said flatly, kicking out defenselessly.

"Pounce...... Open! ”

"However, if there is an accident, you can't blame the teacher."