Tomorrow I'm going to carry the black pot again. Always. They did things behind my back, colluded with the teachers, and restricted my studies.

However, I am the one who is scolded every day, and I will be said that the teacher is serious and responsible, and I will be said to be indifferent and not serious.

They took control of my environment and forced me to have a so-called relationship with a powerful pervert who was a big girl at school, but in the end, they let that power enjoy it.

I would let the people around me brainwash me, repeatedly saying that in fact, I only think about love and don't like study and work.

Or like to study and work, not the material.

They let the girls control me and persecute me.

However, while forcing and persuading me, he found some excuse to make me unbearable, and finally scolded me and looked for trouble.

I was persecuted, framed, suppressed, and used, and then I had to bear the blame.

When I say that, they'll probably laugh and laugh as they always do, and make anything that is tragically unconscionable funny.

"You don't carry the black pot, give you a white one"

。

That old, twisted heart, vicious and perverted waiting, but in vain!

Tomorrow's thing is very simple, they took control of the school and let that short and ugly old woman wantonly mess with women on campus, which is not right.

They need me to make a picture of what I want to teach at the school, and then take the blame for their messing around at school.

I haven't studied architectural history systematically, but I'm going to try to become a teacher.

It's painful, but there's nothing you can do.

Junjun, I'm thinking about you.

Actually, I was innocent.

You seem to have been sent by the enemy to seduce me, and at first and for a long time afterwards you acquiesced to my affection.

But, suddenly, you're fierce, and then you look like you're cut in two.

I can't do it any other way.

And I have a girlfriend on QQ.

I'm embarrassed.

And there is a short clown next to him, which is very scary, is this the rhythm of changing people to attack me?

So I had to do it.

If you don't have strange things with me, I won't do that.

If you weren't sent by the enemy, you might as well make peace with us.

I'm a really nice guy.

Tomorrow I'm going to carry the black pot again.

Always.

They did things behind my back, colluded with the teachers, and restricted my studies.

However, I am the one who is scolded every day, and I will be said that the teacher is serious and responsible, and I will be said to be indifferent and not serious.

They took control of my environment and forced me to have a so-called relationship with a powerful pervert who was a big girl at school, but in the end, they let that power enjoy it.

I would let the people around me brainwash me, repeatedly saying that in fact, I only think about love and don't like study and work.

Or like to study and work, not the material.

They let the girls control me and persecute me.

However, while forcing and persuading me, he found some excuse to make me unbearable, and finally scolded me and looked for trouble.

I was persecuted, framed, suppressed, and used, and then I had to bear the blame.

When I say that, they'll probably laugh and laugh as they always do, and make anything that is tragically unconscionable funny.

"You don't carry the black pot, give you a white one"

。

That old, twisted heart, vicious and perverted waiting, but in vain!

Tomorrow's thing is very simple, they took control of the school and let that short and ugly old woman wantonly mess with women on campus, which is not right.

They need me to make a picture of what I want to teach at the school, and then take the blame for their messing around at school.

I haven't studied architectural history systematically, but I'm going to try to become a teacher.

It's painful, but there's nothing you can do.

Junjun, I'm thinking about you.

Actually, I was innocent.

You seem to have been sent by the enemy to seduce me, and at first and for a long time afterwards you acquiesced to my affection.

But, suddenly, you're fierce, and then you look like you're cut in two.

I can't do it any other way.

And I have a girlfriend on QQ.

I'm embarrassed.

And there is a short clown next to him, which is very scary, is this the rhythm of changing people to attack me?

So I had to do it.

If you don't have strange things with me, I won't do that.

If you weren't sent by the enemy, you might as well make peace with us.

I'm a really nice guy.