"Without dreams, life is like a single dog who hasn't found a girlfriend for thirty years. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"So what are your dreams?" The wooden knife was pointed at the tip of Wang Zhiming's nose, with a murderous aura, quite a posture of life and death.

Although the wooden weapons practiced were not too sharp, it was obviously not something that Wang Zhiming was happy to see if he didn't agree with each other. Because it is clear that he was only being beaten unilaterally, and there is little opportunity to use legitimate legal means to solve the particularly serious problem of domestic violence.

Fortunately, Wang Zhiming has the only standard answer to this short-answer question. Wang Zhiming resisted the urge to roll his eyes, so he was high-spirited: "Following the will of the ancestors, he is a dignified and upright master!"

Mother put away the knife in satisfaction, and dispersed the awe-inspiring aura. Wang Zhiming lowered the wooden sword in his hand, and secretly felt sad: "Our mother and mother are so old, do you want to be so second-in-class!" ”

In the early morning of summer, the dawn is always very early, and Wang Zhiming is in a good mood after the beating. No matter how hard it is, it's good to get used to it. After eating his mother's extremely unloving breakfast, Wang Zhiming took the morning bus to the bus station.

After all, it is the farewell journey of my classmates in junior high school, and there is always a sour feeling.

The outing was chosen in Nanshan, not in the West Lake in the next city that Wang Zhiming longed for. The resentment is extraordinary, you must know that it is only a few hundred miles away, and Wang Zhiming has not been able to get a glimpse of it for more than ten years.

Originally, the "people's teacher" had been persuaded by Wang Zhiming to be moved by the courtship trip of the West Lake, but a certain of Wang Zhiming's friends listed a lot of nonsense and crooked theories, such as why the West Lake is noisy and has no mystery to everyone.

In this case, the location was finally chosen in Nanshan, just outside the suburbs.

And what just made Wang Zhiming entangled was that this guy had something at home and didn't plan to participate at all, and he made it clear that he wanted to trick Wang Zhiming.

"I want to kill him!" In Wang Zhiming's opinion, Di Jianbai lacks the life experience of being punched and kicked.

Nanshan, also regarded as the place where Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, has beautiful lakes and mountains, beautiful and picturesque scenery, and is a typical scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

In June, with a group of children on a trip, and there is a great opportunity to solve major life events, the people's teacher Ouyang Che was a little apprehensive in excitement.

Walking at the front of the team, Teacher Ouyang was full of vitality.

"Those who are in the twilight of spring, the spring clothes are ready, the crown is five or six, the boy is six or seven, bathing, the wind is dancing, and the song returns." The voice is friendly and sweet, and the sentence breaks are smooth. It was Mr. Liu Anran who chanted this discourse. As an English teacher, her literary skills are also unexpectedly good. Whether it is personality, appearance, or daily clothing, it is like a pure little white flower, and I don't know how many bastard people's teachers like Ouyang Che drool.

Of course, it is also loved by students. once relied on his strong personal charm to help two heavily rotten girls successfully get out of the house, and he is simply a goddess-like existence. Therefore, although Teacher Ouyang is also widely praised, the majority of students generally express their desire to eat swan meat.

The sweet teacher An Ran doesn't look like a guy who is too continuing.

As the proud disciple of the people's teacher Ouyang Che and the hardcore support group, Wang Zhiming finally did not participate in the Nth coordination meeting of a certain trick plan. Instead, according to the coordination of Teacher An Ran, he quietly set up a rented tent on the side.

"Huh? It's you! Wang Zhiming, who had just climbed out of the tent, was a little startled.

In front of me is the shy cute girl who accosted her in the school bus a few days ago. In fact, although he has been in the same middle school for three years, Wang Zhiming is not very familiar with the girls' class next door, at least he can't call the name of the girl in front of him.

However, a few days ago, the shy cute girl who accosted her on the school bus still recognized it. The girl's face suddenly got a little closer, and she could see her slender eyelashes fluttering, only to hear her face blushing and say, "My name is Li Miaoke." ”

"Uh... You...... Okay, my name is Wang Zhiming. Wang Zhiming, who was still crawling on the ground, was extremely embarrassed, and he couldn't wait to retract into the tent immediately.

"I know." Li Miaoke blinked his eyes and stretched out his white and tender little hand towards Wang Zhiming.

This... Is this pulling me up? Wang Zhiming restrained the idea of stretching out his hand, and a spirit forcibly stood up.

Meng Mei Paper seemed to be a little disappointed, but she still smiled, brushed the hair around her ears, and asked softly, "Is the tent set up?" ”

"Well, no problem, you can already move in with your bag." It seemed that with something to say, Wang Zhiming felt no longer so embarrassed, and tried his best to ease the atmosphere.

"How about a walk by the river?" The cute girl's face was full of anticipation, and her eyes were watery, as if as long as Wang Zhiming had the intention of refusing, she would cry at any time.

The woman chased the men's partition window, and Wang Zhiming felt that it was difficult to refuse.