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"Hold on! Hold it down! ”

I don't know whose shouting, a few more boys came over and pressed Zhuang Yi's hand.

Zhuang Yi waved his arms directly this time, and went out vigorously, and the boy who rushed over was swung by him and sat on the ground.

Although he saved some strength, he was sure to make these guys' butts hurt for two or three days.

"Is there anyone else?" Zhuang Yi looked around the audience and clapped his hands.

Looking at the screaming people who fell to the ground, the rest of the boys looked at each other and silently found the shower faucet.

To be honest, Zhuang Yi himself was also very curious.

They went in late, and most of the boys were almost rinsed and changed and ready to leave. Zhuang Yi entered the bathroom, didn't find a mirror, and simply patted Fang Youning's back.

"Youning, do me a favor."

"What?"

Fang Youning is washing his hair, most boys only take a flush after swimming, but Fang Youning is a person who cares about his image anytime and anywhere, especially the image in front of girls, and even brings all the equipment for swimming and showering, and he is full of shampoo foam on his face at this moment.

When Fang Youning wiped off the bubble and opened his eyes, he saw a butt dangling in front of him.

Fang Youning's face darkened: "Grass!" Maitreya said what crazy you are! Lao Tzu is not good at that! ”

Zhuang Yi turned around and kicked over: "Grass!" What kind of dirty stuff you kid has in his head all day long, I want you to help me see what's on my ass! ”

"Oh."

Fang Youning came back to his senses at this time, took a closer look, and said:

"Two scars, very shallow scars. That's what Zhang Zimo saw? ”

Zhuang Yi did not respond.

He remembered that there were two scars on the buttocks of the three fattens, which were poked by He Laodao and Zhang Zimo's black iron weapons, although when he was still Qi Sanfat, there were other traces of scratches on his body by Zhang Zimo's black iron knife, but they were all shallow, and they healed without leaving scars, and the two wounds on the buttocks were deeper, leaving scars, but he didn't expect to follow the spirit back to wear it back!

Could it be that the wounds left by the black iron weapon are imprinted on the spirit body?

He quickly looked at the wound on his fingertip, and after more than ten days of recovery, the wound had healed, but fortunately there was no scar.

Just thinking that Sun Zhongzi came in: "You guys are doing Shenma!" So slow! I've been waiting for you......"

The voice suddenly stopped.

"Uh...... I can't see it! ”

Bang - !

Zhuang Yi and Fang Youning casually threw a bottle of soap and shampoo at Sun Zhongzi.

"You're going in the wrong direction!" The two said in unison.

Sun Zhongzi's head was smashed and he looked awkward. Fang Youning hurriedly explained, for fear that he would be misunderstood and delay his sister-in-law.

In order to confirm that what Fang Youning said was true, Zhuang Yi had no choice but to show Sun Zhongzi the evidence.

"Hey, there are two scars."

Sun Zhongzi said, paused, and suddenly shouted as if he had realized something.

"I know, I know! I know that I want to stare at Maitreya's ass for Shen Ma Zimo! There are also two scars in this position on the triple fat butt! Zimo must be trying to get fat! ”

Zhuang Yi sighed in his heart, and said in his heart that this Arab lack of associative ability is really bullish.

Fang Youning laughed, looked at Zhuang Yi and said, "So...... So Zhang Zimo looks at you...... Is it to see a pig? ”

Zhuang Yi flew up and kicked towards Fang Youning.

That night, Zhuang Yi stood downstairs in Zhang Zimo's dormitory as promised.

Dongsheng University covers a considerable area, and the dormitory buildings are also divided into four parks, south, east and northwest, which are scattered in four different directions on the campus of Dongsheng University. Zhuang Yi's dormitory is located in the North Park, and Zhang Zimo's female dormitory building in the School of Foreign Languages is located in the South Park.

South Park is the park with the most dormitories for girls, and it is also a paradise for the majority of male compatriots.

Zhuang Yi also stood under a tree outside the girls' dormitory building in the outer courtyard, waiting for Zhang Zimo.

Although the place where he stood was a shadowed area under the tree, the tall man still instantly attracted the attention of the girls who came and went.

"Woohoo!"

"Hee-hee!"

The girls who passed by looked at him and snickered frequently.

"Hey, look, it's him! It's the boy who walks/birds in swimming lessons! ”

"Big Bird, Oh Big Bird!"

"Ahem......"

Zhuang Yi, who was very good at hearing, naturally listened to these discussions clearly, was drinking water, and choked on a cough.

Ma Dan, it's only been a few hours since the swimming lesson, and his name as a walker and bird has already spread to everyone.

He stood downstairs for more than ten minutes, Zhang Zimo hadn't come down yet, and many of the girls in the surrounding dormitory buildings were already standing on the balcony by the window, and many of them ran down in piles, poked their heads to look at him, and retreated with a smile.

The sound of chattering came and went.

"Walk/Birdman."

"Big/Birdman."

"It's a pity it's a fat man."

"You don't know this, fat people are potential stocks."

"Tempted? If you're tempted, you'll be on it. ”

"Haha, you can't win if you get it, the opponent is Zhang Zimo, Zhang Zimo."

……

There are more and more discussions about hip-hop-ha.

Zhuang Yi felt that with Zhang Zimo's status as a top killer, punctuality should be deep in the bone marrow, and it was almost half an hour before she came down, she did it on purpose.

Zhuang Yi simply walked out of the shadow under the tree, and he didn't know which floor Zhang Zimo was, so he raised his neck and yelled upstairs.

"Zhang Zimo! ...... on your waist"

"Come down right now!"

Zhang Zimo instantly appeared on the balcony of a dormitory on the fourth floor.

Sure enough, it was deliberate.

"On the waist? What does Zhang Zimo have on his waist? ”

"How does this fat man know that Zhang Zimo has something on his waist? Could it be that the two of them have already ......?"

"! Why is the beauty of Zimo so strange! I knew that Lao Tzu wouldn't lose weight! ”

Obviously, this mournful tone came from the male compatriots who were looking near South Park.

Less than a minute after Zhang Zimo replied, he appeared downstairs in the dormitory.

White T and shorts, compared to the girls with fluttering skirts around her, Zhang Zimo's clothes are always only T-shirts and shorts, simple, but still strongly attract all kinds of attention.

The crowd grew larger, and both of them felt that this was definitely not a good place to talk. Zhuang Yi endured the hot or resentful gaze behind him, and walked towards Qifeng Mountain, the most secluded place in Dongsheng University, with Zhang Zimo.

After confirming that there was no one around, Zhang Zimo took the lead in opening his mouth.

"Is this your body?"

Zhuang Yi almost didn't roll his eyes: The body? It's like I'm a monster.

"Qin Huaiqiu, how many other people's bodies were robbed, it was your people who did it, right?" He avoided Zhang Zimo's questioning and asked rhetorically.

"I've tested that you're not an Awakened One, obviously Qi Sanpang can't be manipulated by your mind, so your spirit body ...... Can you cross freely? Zhang Zimo said.

"You and the school flower had a fight in Shengming Lake that day, in order to save Qin Huaiqiu?" Zhuang Yi continued.

"According to Fang Youning's statement, I calculated the time, Qi Sanfat died under the mudslide, and you woke up in a few days, so your spirit crossing is a doppelganger and died, and you will return to adulthood?"

……

The two of you say a word, each saying their own words, just don't answer each other's questions, trying to force the other party to disarm and surrender first.

Zhuang Yi rubbed his cheeks and felt that his mouth was about to dry.

It was pointless to continue this question-and-answer conversation, and he was simply full of people who could have the last laugh when he tried to compete with women.

Chatting, quarrelling, and gossiping, women are naturally stronger in combat than men.

It's time to find a killer idea. Zhuang Yi thought to himself, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

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