The exam day on the second day of school was passed without danger. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although, in theory, it is not yet the end of school time - the evil capitalist high school has so-called club time; Although, during the day, there was a attack, a math master slapped in the face, and finally an unknown female chemistry teacher soared in the classroom, but for most people, it was finally safe.

Of course, the "majority" here clearly excludes a small group of mavericks, extremely unsociable,-stirring independents in their choice of words.

For example, a certain "first-class cripple" who is covering his ears - Mr. Seamus, at this moment he is looking at the noisy classmates in front of him with a painful face, because just now Mr. Betsy used a biological weapon to give Mr. Seamus an ultra-close sonic blow before he passed out!

The mournful screams could be heard even from a kilometer away, and the Breton students who had good things to do even later spread anecdotes of the "haunted women" of the old school building!

The world's top three tenors? What's that? Is there a shot that pierces the eardrum?

The rest of the class was okay, after all, they had the advantage of so-called distance, and Seamus, who was in close contact, directly suffered the first wave of damage!

So as a result, Mr. Seamus is now deaf or, more correctly, sudden deafness.

This state of affairs reminded Mr. Seamus for a moment of how he had thrown rem at each other with the Britannian GIs in his native Afghanistan... Phew... It's a landmine!

There was once a bud of great equivalent... I mean, the landmine was placed in front of Mr. Seamus, and he didn't cherish it, and he didn't regret it until he was mistakenly stepped on by the Old King in the next village! There is nothing more painful in the world than this! If Heaven had given Mr. Seamus a chance, he wouldn't have gone with Old-King to peek at the widows of the village。。。。。 If Heaven gave Mr. Seamus another chance, he would add one more thing to his mines - a remote control!

This is a story about being young and frivolous, and strong~

In fact, since that accident, Mr. Seamus has added some low-cost but quite durable gadgets to all of his detonators, so Mr. Seamus has not enjoyed the treatment of tinnitus from his own bomb since he was 9 years old.

However, what Mr. Seamus never expected was that his undefeated golden body was actually destroyed by a loser!

Watching that after the scream, a lion directly shook its tail and passed out on the ground, Mr. Betsy, Mr. Seamus was really depressed.

As a qualified villain and a world-renowned cane brick maker, it is a very glorious, face-saving, and fan-like thing to bring terror and fear to people. Because according to the general (often seen in a certain otaku to the game) story plot, when a girl with a graceful figure like Ms. Betsy (real age 39 years and XXX days, don't be deceived!) Isn't it the welfare time for some water movers, appliance repairmen, and yellow-haired older high school repeaters after fainting?

But now, on the one hand, this stupid teacher in front of him is not within the scope of Mr. Seamus's hunting, please note that here Mr. Seamus said this sentence in the present tense, and theoretically as long as the time has passed a second, it will become the past tense, as for whether it will become the future tense in the future, well, this can be discussed again (40 What's the matter?) Don't you see a certain Bingbing and a certain Bingbing? Here I ask for the psychological shadow area of Gongsun Ce and Bao Daren. ）；

Both, GALGAME with sound effects turned off, so TM can play? Mr. Seamus, that's a sentimental party, and you don't turn on the stereo when you play the games of the I club? Then play a P!;

The three, and the most important thing, is that in broad daylight, the favorability of other girls is gone! Well, this is the real lesson that Mr. Seamus learned from the AI Academy!

To be honest, when he was first Amway this game, Mr. Seamus was still a little excited, and even had endless reverie and expectations for the high school life in District 11~

But now that he actually starts high school, he doesn't know... Made! It's all a lie!

A cute high school girl dressed very neatly? The green years when you can receive benefits anytime, anywhere? The big sister of the healing department? Playful schoolgirl? A black silk female teacher full of charm?

Dead sister pays me back my game money!

Why is Mr. Seamo's opinion so spicy?

Just look at the scenery in front of him, although Mr. Seamus didn't know what everyone was talking about because of the sudden number of battle damage, but just by looking at their expressions, Mr. Seamus knew that they must be arguing about something.

There's an old saying that three women are equal to five hundred ducks, why? The meat is rotten, but the mouth is not rotten. So looking at the dozen or so mouths that keep opening and closing in front of you, isn't it equivalent to thousands of ducks croaking around you?

Mr. Simo simply couldn't hear anything now, otherwise he would have felt even more disturbed.

So now the question is, what are these thousands of ducks arguing about?

Although as the first-line backbone of amalgam (note: not cannon fodder, although the dead sister who is also a first-line backbone is cannon fodder in the eyes of Mr. Seamus, Mr. Seamus resolutely refuses to admit that he is cannon fodder!) Mr. Seamus also knows the fur of lip language, but when an orchestra is playing, can you admire the long legs of the trumpet girl while watching the ups and downs of the beauty of the Wind-flying girl next to her?

Can't you? Even if Miss Huang Qian is not A, she can't!

In fact, that's not what Mr. Seamus thinks is the most fucked up! You must know that even if she is a girl, as long as she is good-looking, she will have a bonus to her appearance when she quarrels. Mr. Seamus is an admirer of art.

But it's a pity that the people in front of them have not learned the true biography of a certain Jewish-born Breton silent film master.

These guys obviously don't understand the essence of silent film art - unlike sound films, which are more delicate portrayals of the characters' hearts through body art.

Everyone just opened their mouths monotonously and repeatedly, but they couldn't hear anything!

So, if Mr. Seamus were to find a suitable adjective for the scene in front of him... Looking up at the stars?

Yes, that's right, the only thing that Mr. Seamus thought of was the fish heads in England that were spread out on the pancakes - the kind that didn't blink to the eye.

This made Mr. Seamus feel extremely disgusted! I'm so disgusting that I almost want to throw up!

Because he's always reminded that he once ate this damn shit for a week in a big auditorium with the starry sky outside as a ceiling! (To be continued.) )