Chapter 17 Mr. Mo has nothing to do

"Why leave her home alone? When we go to school, wouldn't it be okay to just leave her outside? ā€

At the dinner table, Mr. Mo made a cruel speech, denying his sister Xiaoqiu's suggestion to let Yu Penglai take care of the house. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Although his arm was slightly injured, Mr. Mo had no intention of taking leave. Although going to school is boring, it can give Mr. Mo a sense of life.

However, as soon as Mr. Mo came back from his previous low state, he mercilessly bombarded the Yupenglai girl, which was really brutal!

Although I really want to complain that Mr. Mo will never find a girlfriend or something in the future, it is estimated that Mr. Mo will answer criminal remarks such as having a sister.

"Brother, be gentle with girls!"

Xiaoqiu puffed up her little face and said dissatisfiedly, and kept poking at the fresh fried egg in front of her with chopsticks.

Coldly glanced at Yu Penglai, who was sitting next to Xiaoqiu with an innocent face, Mr. Mo saved the country,

"Xiaoqiu, we've spent too much this month, right?"

When Xiaoqiu heard this, her face froze, she smiled, and her dark eyes rolled around, as if she was thinking about how to divert the topic.

"If you continue like this, sooner or later you will die of poverty!"

Mr. Mo said helplessly.

"It's all my brother's fault! In the future, you must make good money to raise Xiaoqiu! ā€

Sticking out her tongue mischievously, Xiaoqiu threw the pot directly to Mr. Mo.

Although Mr. Mo wanted to drive Yu Penglai out inhumanely, the dead sister decided to stay at home after seeing her sister's pitiful expression.

Mr. Mo failed to pull out the flag!

Mr. Mo, who is a little expert in pulling out the flag, is extremely dissatisfied with this! If it continues to develop at this pace, maybe she will have to help Yu Penglai solve the conflict between her and her father.

Why?

Because that's how the favorability is brushed!

However, Mr. Mo doesn't want to attack Yu Penglai at all, Mr. Mo's pursuit is far above the love of men and women!

That's right! Mr. Mo's goal is the sea of stars!!

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Sorry! I'm just practicing how to communicate with you with awareness. ā€

Xiao Mo resolutely apologized to Comrade Lao Ding. Although it's practice, it's all meaningless trash talk, and it's normal to be disgusted.

At this time, Mr. Mo was on his way to school. What is different is that he sits on the back seat of the bicycle, and his sister Xiaoqiu pedals the bicycle hard in front. The various astonishing glances cast along the way made Mr. Mo's old face red, his cheek was not thick enough to be invulnerable!

As a result, Mr. Mo tried to divert his attention by practicing consciousness communication.

In this strange atmosphere, Mr. Mo almost ran away after arriving at the school gate.

After coming to the classroom for a while, Mr. Mo suddenly remembered that he forgot to update his street novel last night!

Hehe~

Never mind! Not much was watching. Mr. Mo is even more stress-free!

"Mr. Mo, are you free?"

Suddenly, a gentle male voice came, Mr. Mo frowned, looked up, and it turned out to be ...... All right! Mr. Mo doesn't remember who he is!

What appeared in front of Mr. Mo was a stout boy who was the complete opposite of his gentle tone, with strong muscles and a resolute face in the Chinese character, and it seemed that he was probably a member of the sports committee.

"What's the matter?"

Mr. Mo replied coldly, and his impatient tone widened the distance between the two.

However, the sports committee member did not show an annoyed look, presumably he also understood Mr. Mo's temperament, and he continued unashamedly,

"That's right, the school's sports day will be held in a week, I want to ask Mo, do you have any sports you want to participate in?"

"Sorry! No! ā€

While refusing, Mr. Mo also rolled up his sleeves, revealing the bandage on his left hand, and raised it at him, indicating that he was injured and could not participate even if he wanted to participate in the project.

Although the sports day for Chinese high school students does not have as many tricks as the Japanese school festival, it is also a wonderful experience if you participate in it with all your heart. However, if you want Mr. Mo to sweat his youth at the sports meeting, even if he is not injured, it is impossible!

Mr. Mo imagined that if he participated in this kind of youthful activity, and then, he stood alone on his stage and performed with all his might, but as a result, no one applauded him at all......

Oh, my God! Although this may not be the case, as long as there is a 1 in 1,000 chance, Mr. Mo will not participate in it!

In addition, the sports meeting or something, but the love flag is high! As a low-key love denier, Mr. Mo said that if there is a love flag, he will pull one!

Who knows if the love gained in this hypocritical world is real!

"You're just too lonely, don't even deny the love of this world!"

Lao Ding said dissatisfiedly, and the sharp childish tone echoed in Mr. Mo's mind. Mr. Mo's inexplicable resentful remarks kept spitting at him, which really made him cry and laugh!

Although he claims to have lived for 10,000 years, he is full of water! Most of the time I spent in cultivation, and after I came out to wander, I encountered a cultivation realm that was completely different from Mr. Mo's peaceful world, crazy and bloody, and extremely cruel! After hanging up, it lasted for thousands of years. He was a little uncomfortable with the current peace.

Even so, to him, Mr. Mo is just a child.

"Who knows if this world is real? Are we just set characters? ā€

Mr. Mo sneered and said with a gloomy expression. If the world is fake, then does it still make sense if love is a fake? That's what Mr. Mok is trying to say.

Lao Ding was silent. After a long time, he spoke again,

"Regardless of whether the world is true or not, I only know that in my life, every choice is made from my heart, from my soul, even if it is arranged, it is my will to carry it out. In this life, there are no regrets! ā€

Mr. Mok was speechless. He is not qualified to say the phrase "no regrets in his life".

Having said that, whether it is a sports meeting or a Spring Festival gala, Mr. Mo will never participate, not only to avoid those troubles that may come, but more importantly, because Mr. Mo is super lazy!

If you can, Mr. Mo wants to lie lazily at home every day, watch anime and write novels, and be a leisurely dead house. However, I have to raise my sister in the future!

Although her sister Xiaoqiu is in charge of the family's finances, she often overspends, Mr. Mo said that she did not look aggrieved, that is, Mr. Mo was useless, which gave Mr. Mo a headache. Mr. Mo is already considering whether to take care of this aspect of the matter himself in the future.

Leaning sideways on the table, lazily rubbing his head against the crook of his arm, Mr. Mo looked out the window and stopped talking.

In the quiet classroom, the slight sound of discussion and the sound of books and test papers were woven into a diaphragm, rejecting him from the silence and becoming out of place.