"That's why," Ling Xiaoxiao snapped her fingers, "You are doing bad things with good intentions." Your biggest problem is that you don't understand cross talk. ”

When Zhou Shao heard her say this, he subconsciously wanted to refute, Ling Xiaoxiao raised her hand: "Don't be in a hurry to object, you carefully review the cross talk you have heard, is there any rhetoric that is as gorgeous as you changed?" ”

Zhou Shao stopped squeaking, lowered his head and thought for a long time before shaking his head depressedly, Ling Xiaoxiao asked him again: "Then do you think vulgar words are more funny, or can this kind of beautiful words make people laugh?" ”

Zhou Shao was very depressed with his revised manuscript, very depressed, he was a second-hand representative of the Chinese class, and he was selected because Ling Xiaoxiao was the representative of the English class first, and he was the spare tire in the teacher's heart to get on the position, he was originally very unconvinced, and he always felt that he was no worse than her, and he has been thinking about relying on this manuscript these days, but it has become even more embarrassing.

"I just said that you don't understand cross talk, that's what it means, vulgar words don't mean that they can't be thought-provoking, cross talk is originally to clarify things between laughter and scolding, there are many forms of artistic expression, you will understand it slowly." When the class bell rang, Ling Xiaoxiao turned around and explained: "I will have more time after the exam, so I'll do the next revision, and I'll give it to you if I change it." ”

Brother Zhen turned around and looked at Zhou Shaoyi and grinned: "I said you should continue to think about how to chase girls, this kind of advanced knowledge can be handed over to us Xiaoxiao, the rich second generation should have the appearance of a rich second generation." ”

Zhou Shao was angry......

Ling Xiaoxiao has been thinking about how to change her lines for the past few days, if she doesn't change the theme. The role of teasing has to come by yourself, Zhou Gongzi's strength is full of I am the rich second generation, and it will make people very dramatic to talk about, but if you still do it yourself, how should that great mother image be saved? She didn't want to be kindly cared for by Mother Ling after she went home......

Ling Xiaoxiao changed for a long time, and found that not only did she not save the image of the mother in the lines, but went further and further on the road of smearing...... Although it was more funny after the change, she still thought about whether to start with the opening sentence: This story is pure fiction, if the similarity is purely coincidental. Please refrain from seating.

Ling Xiaoxiao wrote the new lines and handed them to Zhou Shao. Zhou Shao wanted to laugh and hold back after reading it, his expression was extremely distorted, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "When are we going to have the right lines?" ”

"Let's find a gym class or lunch time, the lines don't change much. There's no need to take up too much time. ”

"Oh. All right. Zhou Shao's little daughter-in-law lay on the table like a little daughter-in-law. With a face full of injuries, Ling Xiaoxiao completely ignored his tricks, took Brother Zhen's hand and started chatting affectionately.

Nie Wan and Yao Manni's programs were also selected to perform at the gala. The four members of the dormitory will show their faces in the grade level at that time, which is definitely a gratifying thing. Nie Wan and Yao Manni discussed what clothes to wear on the 11th, and Brother Zhen flipped through his practice clothes, no matter how he looked at it, he felt old and shabby, so he called Dong's mother and asked her to send the new clothes at home.

Ling Xiaoxiao happily watched them busy with their work, young, don't toss at this time, and then toss when they are old? When the time comes, it will be disgusting to dance a square dance, and you will be pointed at for living an old age, so it is better to live a happy life every day now.

Zhou Shao was depressed for two days before he came back to life, and he became the boy who made Ling Xiaoxiao want to slap to death, shaking the back of Ling Xiaoxiao's chair and discussing with her: "Xiaoxiao, what are we going to wear on the 11th?" Or don't wear a robe, you see it's not appropriate for you. ”

Ling Xiaoxiao was dizzy, and looked back at him: "Then what do you want to wear?" ”

"I had my birthday some time ago, and my dad gave me a white suit, tailor-made, super handsome to wear, do you think I'm good at wearing this?" Zhou Shaotian shamelessly began to be coquettish to Ling Xiaoxiao.

"You wear a suit, what about me? What am I wearing? Ling Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

"You, you can wear a long skirt, or a cheongsam, but you seem to be a little shriveled and can't hold up." Zhou Shao said that the voice behind him became softer and softer, because Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes were already fierce and wanted to scratch him.

"Again, what do you think I'm wearing?" Ling Xiaoxiao squeezed out these words from between her teeth and said them word by word.

Zhou Shao swallowed nervously: "You can wear whatever you say, I have absolutely nothing to say, okay?" ”

"I asked you to wear a cheongsam, and you wear it too?"

"......" Zhou Shao wanted to cry, why did he talk cheaply if he wasn't careful.

What Ling Xiaoxiao hates the most is that others attack her figure, she pinched her nose and drank so much fish soup and didn't make up for it, even Brother Zhen's figure is better than hers, she is already very depressed, but being said to her face is not a matter of depression.

Ling Xiaoxiao decided to go back and continue to change her lines, and she had to use her strength to smear Ling's mother on smearing this son! Zhou Shao wanted to cry without tears, looking at Ling Xiaoxiao's unpredictable eyes, his intuition told him that he was definitely going to die.

"Xiaoxiao, I was wrong, you forgive me, I was really wrong. I won't dare next time...... "Although Zhou Shao always calls himself the son, it is still quite embarrassing for the son to do his part, this will speak with a crying voice, and a posture of hugging his thighs, that temperament, really, using the word obscenity, is praising him.

Ling Xiaoxiao was originally a little angry, but now looking at his appearance, it is really unworthy for herself if she wants to continue to be angry, and Zhou Gongzi doesn't even want her image, what else does she have to worry about......

"The robe we wore last time was very good, you can find someone to change the one I wear to a smaller one, and your suit should be kept when you chase the little girl," Ling Xiaoxiao looked at his appearance with a little headache, and saw that he still wanted to argue and said: "This is an activity organized by the school, you are dressed like a courtship peacock, do you think it is appropriate?" ”

"Hahaha," Brother Zhen's presumptuous laughter came from his ears, and Brother Zhen laughed while patting his thigh: "Xiaoxiao, I found that there is a characteristic of linguistics, that is, when inductive and summarized, the words will be very accurate, you just said that Zhou Shao's two words are very right, he is indeed like a courtship peacock, hahahaha." ”

Brother Zhen couldn't straighten his waist on the side, and Zhou Shao's tablemate Guo Guo was also lying on the table and laughing silently with his face away from Zhou Shao, but he endured it a little hard, and his shoulders shook.

Zhou Shao accidentally said the wrong thing just now, and now even if he was ridiculed by Ling Xiaoxiao, he didn't dare to refute it anymore, but he was very aggrieved in his heart, looking at Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes like an angry little daughter-in-law, which made Ling Xiaoxiao have goosebumps all over his body.

Does this person have the consciousness of being a rich second generation, look at others, he can shout 'My dad is X Gang' when he hits someone, how did he get here like this, if there is a handkerchief, he can hold it in his mouth...... (To be continued......)