51. It's a shame to report measurements

If it weren't for the clearly visible tangled "well" on his forehead, Chidori's smile at the moment would definitely be very beautiful. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

Mr. Seamus felt that the young teacher who was trembling at Miss Chidori's beauty should be able to corroborate this.

"Consumption... However, I was bored and relieved of my fever first。。。。。。 The young teacher's vague trembling violation made one almost think that he had invented some new method of suicide.

There are even some students here who have begun to measure the shadow area in the teacher's heart at this moment, and maybe he is now wailing in his heart: Despair, despair of this world that dares to threaten and intimidate the teacher!

At this moment, I don't know how many students have quietly inserted the label of "Mr. Desperate" into the head of this young teacher, because this guy is really distinctive!

Mr. Desperate coughed twice, as if to stabilize his emotions and embarrassment, then picked up a piece of chalk and turned away.

"In the next surname, I have a single name, I am your homeroom teacher for the past three years, the bishop of the Chinese language class, ah, sorry, there is no national language class now, so I am now teaching English. By the way, I also teach math and chemistry. The thing I like is suicide, and the thing I hate is that every time I want to commit suicide I don't succeed. Ah, what did I say about this? Forget all about that. ”

It can be seen that Mr. Desperate's hand holding the chalk still trembles a little, but the words written are regular, and the words become more and more fluent later, and it seems that he has quickly stepped out of the shadow that Chidori wants to bring to him.

But when he turned to face everyone again, things went wrong。。。。。。

You must know that a long time ago, people in East Asia used to write vertically and then from right to left. Mr. Desperate, out of some ulterior motives (self-deception), is also accustomed to writing in this way, which can further shape his style of classical literary youth, and on the other hand, he can avoid something that he hates very much.

But people can imagine it.

Although Mr. Desperate wrote his name upright with his head slippery, Mr. Seamus's nimble brain quickly noticed something. As long as the "color" platform below is a little higher, and the front "system" is a little closer, isn't this the traditional "absolute" character?

I've only heard of it before, and there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names. But I didn't expect that when I came to Mr. Sewang, it was so consistent that it made people desperate.

Mr. Seamus expressed his sincere admiration for the two parents who did not know that they were still alive. So much to know about the virtues of children when they grow up, will they take such a name at birth?

And it is not only Mr. Seamus who also expresses his respect, for example, a certain dead sister is expressing her "appreciation" for Teacher Sewang with wanton laughter: "Haha! Mr. Despair! Even the name is desperate! Hahaha! I'm laughing to death! ”

The good old man Wei Gong frowned, obviously a little unbearable: "Takasaka, it's not suitable for you to do this." ”

Jian Tong Shenji, who was separated by several seats, immediately sneered when he heard this, and whispered sarcastically: "Hmph, hypocrite! ”

"Shinji, what are you bastards talking about!"

So all of a sudden, the guard palace here had already pulled up his sleeves, and the mat over there also kicked away the chair, and the sabre-rattling scene was staged again.

The girls around him screamed, and the timid Mr. Desperate disappeared in fright, and it took a while for the students in the front row to find him from under the podium where "desperate" and "desperate" kept saying.

Looking at the noisy atmosphere, Mr. Seamus felt very irritable.

For a moment, he wanted to twist all the idiots in front of him to the police officers in District 11, maybe exchanging their heads for a few containers of cash was the best way to reuse the waste.

But the thought of Governor Cullovis, the biggest official in District 11, and the fact that they were also the same thing, Mr. Seamus felt that such a large bounty was not so easy to obtain.

Of course, it is also a good choice to go directly to Brittany with their heads to hand in the name and change to a marquis. It's a pity that the image of the curly-haired emperor really doesn't fit Mr. Seamo's aesthetics, and then I have to go to the Pacific Ocean to send my head。。。。。。

So the lazy Mr. Seamus couldn't lift his energy.

Before, he had watched Emiya and Shinji fight each other with great interest, but now Mr. Seamus suddenly felt aesthetically tired of everything.

[Maybe it would be nice to go fishing in a quieter place and enjoy the sun.] Somehow, such a thought occurred in Mr. Seamo's heart.

And at this moment, there were a few crisp sounds, which pulled Mr. Seamus's mind back from the outside of the object.

Then he saw a large folding fan fly towards him.

At that time, the folding fan was only 1 meter away from Mr. Seamus, and although the speed of 2 meters per second may be unavoidable for ordinary people, Mr. Seamus had absolute confidence and ability to dodge it. In fact, he did the same.

However, after 0.5 seconds, even if Mr. Seamus had already deflected his head, and even reached out to grab the "hidden weapon" that was not at all harmless, this was only Mr. Seamus's idea after all. Unattainable ideas.

Boom~

Rub!

Mr. Seamus stood up angrily, and in his field of vision, the dead sister Kong, Wei Gong, Shinji and others who had been menacing before had already been lying in wait under the folding fan, and Mr. Despair looked at him, and a pair of eyes appeared from behind the podium tremblingly, and the girls around him showed a joy for the rest of their lives.

The expression is as if the heroine who is about to be bilibili by the big devil, the evil dragon or the pig-headed man, and at the last moment finds that the big devil, the evil dragon or the pig-headed man has been snapped by the knight (note: this is the sound of the folding fan hitting people, please don't think about it).

Although the knight's chest muscles are a little more developed, and the gender is a little problematic, it does not prevent the girls from throwing adoring and yearning (nymphomaniac) eyes at him.

"Ah, sorry, my hand slipped." Chidori said apologetically, embarrassedly, and sincerely to Mr. Seamus.

This really wasn't intentional.,Kirishima Shoko-classmate on the side can testify.,Miss Chidori is indeed.,Fighting.,Suddenly found that the folding fan that was supposed to fall on the head of the dead sister.,Somehow got rid of it.。

However, Mr. Seamus, who was lying on the gun, only had one sentence in his heart: "If I believe in you, I will take your surname!" ”

As everyone knows, at this moment, the small flag of fate has been rooted.