There are many things in the world that are like this, and when they do it, they are very happy and happy, and even once they enter that kind of scene, they will impulsively make people lose their minds, regardless of any consequences, just for the sake of the momentary happiness (note: fake words) blessing feeling. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But when the passion is over, your brain no longer secretes dopamine that stimulates adrenaline, and the book of wisdom that has been removed by yourself is suddenly found by you on the official homepage, so you unconsciously click on it, and then like the opening of an infinite stream, you are sucked into the main god space called "Sage Time".

And the next second your emotions will be: Oops! There was no condom just now! / West Motor! Today is not a safe period!

How many "fatal" things often start with such a bad start, and then you have two options:

spent 100,000 soft sister coins to get out of the main god space (hotline: 010-16161616 the most professional painless abortion in Imperial Capital Union Hospital), and has since regained her life;

With your newly acquired and blood-bound passive skills, you brush up on the terrifying existence of "parents" and read as "main god", and the ending is you and your teammates (limited to one person; Each team is allowed four teammates depending on their nationality), and finally defeated the main god, but for the sake of world peace and the reproduction of all mankind, you have to bear the responsibility of the previous god you defeated, and thus become the main god of the new generation.

It wasn't until years later, watching the new generation of infinite players who grew up and rising, that you regretted it incomparably: why didn't you shoot on the wall in the first place?

And the students of Class F in the first year are also extremely regretful now, although they do not regret it because they caused human life, but their state of mind is the same as those young couples and prospective couples: impulse is the devil!

The students of Class F were a little embarrassed, nervous and uneasy, because they had just "killed" their teacher.

Although in fact, the color teacher did not die, but just fainted, but when the teacher wakes up, will he retaliate and come back?

Although the person who did it was not himself, but Takasaka and others, he was also watching from the sidelines, and he didn't stop it, would he be angry with himself like this?

You know, Xi Mojun and Takasaka-kun don't look like they are easy to bully, and the color teacher may not feel retaliation, but the persimmon picks the soft pinch, and everyone understands this truth.

It's like, you were beaten by a big man on the road, and you couldn't fight back, so are you taking revenge on that big man with a body of pain? Or do you want to slap the bear kid next to you who watches you get beaten and laughs at you on the side?

Isn't the answer obvious?

So now let's play an impression game!

In class F for a year, who does it look soft and easy to bully?

Answer: Wwadasi?

Yikes! No! I'm just a crowd of onlookers eating melons! Don't retaliate against me!

Simo-kun! Takasaka-kun! Why are you guys able to do it so easily? (The point is not afraid of retaliation yet?) ）

Everyone looked at Mr. Seamus, Takasaka and the others with uneasiness, and consciously put labels on their heads such as the mastermind behind the scenes, the main culprit, the accomplice No. 1, the accomplice No. 2, and the black pot No. 1.

And the hat of "melon-eating masses" on his head, although he doesn't wear it very firmly, people really don't want to change it like this!

Please, Mr. Seamus, Takasaka-kun, Li Weisan! Please take responsibility for the aftermath! Be sure to take it all in! Please! We'll burn the paper for you in the future!

Looking at everyone's straightforward "I'll carry the black cauldron, but please send you to death", Li Weizhong's eyes began to become hollow, as if he was chanting a mantra, and a large paragraph of words came out of his mouth as if he didn't want money: "The national bourgeoisie of District 11, which grew up in a semi-colonial and semi-feudal society, relied on the capitalist colonialism of Brittania for the development of its own economic strength, and was also curbed by the commodity export of the Holy Empire; The country's natural economy and colonial rulers were the internal factors that limited the growth of the national bourgeoisie. These conditions deprived the national bourgeoisie of the 11th arrondissement from having the same economic power as foreign capitalism, and determined that they were revolutionary and at the same time imprinted as compromise, both of which existed from beginning to end. ”

If Levi were to describe his current mood, it would be grief and indignation!

"You guys, it's really inadequate and conspiracy! And don't forsake me, don't sacrifice me! I think I can save it! ”

And in stark contrast to Levi's sorrowful scream, Takasaka and his party are really surprisingly calm! It's like nobody!

Everyone looked at them incomprehensibly, suspicious of them, and wanted to ask them, "Why aren't you worried at all?" Why do you look so skilled at this kind of thing? ”

And what I can't say in my heart is: "The more calm you are, doesn't it mean that the desperate teacher is sure that you are okay?" Isn't it more likely that future retaliation will fall on me? ”

"It's all because of you! There's nothing to do with a book! Now it's okay, let's make trouble! ”

"Huh? How can you blame me, don't you support it too? And who just told me that I wanted to order three books, for ornamentation, collection, and mission? ”

"Stop arguing! It's not us who is wrong, it's the boys! If they don't resist, don't do any forbidden book catalogs, and honestly serve as models for us, won't there be no problem with spiritual food and delusional objects? ”

"What are you kidding, why do we boys have to suffer such humiliation and don't let us resist!"

Worried, uneasy, imitating, suspicious, blaming each other, and selfish, human nature is once again naked and fruitful, and once again in the classroom of Class F of the year, a big river drama called "Chaos".

"Everyone! Calm down! Calm down, there will be no way! "Chidori is trying to re-establish order, but in the face of chaos, she seems so weak.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that her ears were blocked by something, and she suddenly turned around, and it turned out that Seamus had somehow found a pair of earplugs decorated with cat ears and hung them on her head.

Before Chidori could ask questions, she saw Seamus put her finger on the blackboard.

Almost subconsciously, Miss Chidori tried desperately to block her ears, but even that couldn't stop her from hearing the disgusting, maddening noise that Mr. Seamo's fingernails made when they rubbed against the blackboard!

"Shut up! Bastards! (Next, it's performance time for labor!) (To be continued.) )