13 Miku-chan who lays the gun again

During the lunch break, in the 06 (3) class of Wuwang High School, the class leader Wu Xinmei, the backbone boy Xiang Pengjun, my life is up to me, Long Aotian, who complained about the unlimited Tang Yu, the four of them piled up all the tables and chairs in the classroom to the corners of the surroundings, each found a table and placed it in the four directions of southeast, south, north, and west, and sat down by themselves.

"Hey Tang Yu, you said that a person who is usually very inconspicuous, can he really become a heartthrob as soon as he puts on makeup?" Maybe it was because he felt that the waiting time was the most boring, Long Aotian, who was sitting in a straight line at the back door of the classroom, with the desk close to the blackboard, asked Tang Yu, who was sitting on the table in front of the window in the corridor of the classroom, at this time.

"If you asked me this question in the past, I would pat you on the back and comfort you, this kind of thing only exists in the two-dimensional world, but now...... Ever since I met Xiao Yanzi, I suddenly felt like a frog at the bottom of a well. Saying this, Tang Yu bent his right leg at the knee, his heel rested on the edge of the table where he was sitting, his posture looked bohemian, he rested his chin on the bent knee, and said with a wry smile: "I believe that when you haven't seen Xiao Yanzi's makeup skills with your own eyes, you won't believe what I say, wait, and then you will find that the belief you have always believed in is broken." ”

"After all, the reason for shrinking bones is a lie no matter how you hear it." Long Aotian's words were all known to be true, but they couldn't find any reason to refute Mo Yan, after all, he said that he could shrink bones, and it was impossible for you to find a textbook or a yoga master to confirm the authenticity.

"But then again, squad leader, wouldn't it be too despicable for you to threaten Mo Yan to participate in a theatrical performance in a month's time, squad leader, aren't you afraid that Xiao Yanzi will be angry?" Tang Yu glanced at Wu Xinmei worriedly and said.

When preparing to leave school in the morning, Wu Xinmei used the theatrical performance a month later as an excuse to force Mo Yan to stay at noon, but what he got was naturally his indifferent refusal, so Wu Xinmei had to use a killer weapon. said that if he didn't agree to his request, he would immediately spread the news about his COS night at the comic con right now.

A few days ago, the comic exhibition was borrowed from the gymnasium of Wuwang High School, so there were naturally a lot of students from the same school at the venue, you know, at that time, Mo Yan COS after night, but it attracted a large group of gentlemen's like, taking pictures and letting him pose all kinds of sultry Pose requests were really endless, if you let the students know that the best young tooth Lori they met a few days ago is actually the same school, and it is also a boy, I don't know how much of a sensation it will cause.

At that time, Wu Xinmei also promised that as long as Mo Yan performed at the theatrical performance a month later, she would say that Mo Yan was actually a distant cousin of herself, so that Mo Yan could get rid of the entanglement afterwards and the onlookers of various gentlemen.

"It's okay, don't look at Mo Yan's usual indifferent wooden appearance, in fact, others are still very good, at least in the half semester since they got along, when have you ever seen him angry." When Wu Xinmei said this, the three men thought that it was really like this, don't look at Mo Yan's usual indifferent attitude towards people, but if you really want to say that he is angry, they really haven't seen it.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, I've changed my clothes." The familiar indifferent tone, but this time there is a different charm in it, the beautiful voice like singing makes the four people in the classroom in a trance, looking at the door, only to see a right hand standing on the wall, dressed very strangely, but the dress with that good and delicate beauty, but it is a beautiful girl who can make men's eyes shine.

Floor-length hair with a light green sparkle and a cute double ponytail, a light red kimono-style military uniform with a pattern similar to cherry blossoms printed on the sleeves, a mini skirt of the same color as the top, and a pair of pink cherry stockings that extend to the middle of the thighs, and a pair of boots that everyone in the classroom has only seen in the second dimension, with clog-like soles and uppers that extend below the knees.

"I'm rubbing! Are you Mo Yan!? The beautiful girl who appeared in front of him made Long Aotian burst out with a foul language very indecently, because he was so shocked in his heart that he didn't control himself for a while, and fell directly from the table to the dusty floor.

"It's not about how you look at it, it's beyond what we know about makeup." Xiang Pengjun propped his right hand on his chin, looking at the beautiful girl who appeared at the door, there was surprise in his eyes, of course, more unbelievable entanglement.

"Is it all so magical? Able to turn a silk into a goddess! Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Tang Yu quickly came to Mo Yan and knelt down, shouting: "Coach, I want to learn the bone shrinking skill!" ”

"It's not that easy to learn how to shrink bones, you need to start practicing when you are a child, before the bones are fully shaped." Playing with his Qianqian jade fingers, Mo Yan said in a listless tone, and when he heard this, Tang Yu immediately showed a funny bitter face, and said eagerly: "Isn't it okay at my age now!?" ”

Glancing at Tang Yu who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, Mo Yan took a step back slightly, and at the same time pressed the hem of the light red mini skirt with his right hand, and said under Tang Yu's inexplicable disappointed expression: "It's not impossible, but in this way you need to endure great pain, the compression of the stereotyped bones is very painful, and it is not impossible that a bad one may cause deformity." ”

"Forget it, I still don't practice!" With a disappointed look, Tang Yu got up from the ground, and at this time, Long Aotian, who also got up from the ground, complained very mercilessly: "I think you want to learn the bone shrinking technique is fake, what you really want to know is the absolute realm in the miniskirt, I have to say that the current Mo Yan makes people wonder if it is a man." ”

"I agree with Long Aotian's point of view." Xiang Pengjun, who has always been disgusted by Tang Yu and Long Aotian's obscene posture, actually resonated with him this time.

"Three-dimensional live-action Hatsune!" Extremely obsessed with Hatsune Miku's squad leader, Mai Xinmei, quickly jumped off the desk, came to Mo Yan and stretched out her delicate hands with a texture that was not inferior to Mo Yan's skin now, and touched Mo Yan here and there with an expression like a tram idiot, and was very embarrassed to pant with excitement.

That's right, Mo Yan's current dress is COS Hatsune Miku, but it is Hatsune Miku of the song version of "Thousand Sakura", and at this moment, Mai Xinmei, who was touching Mo Yan everywhere, was suddenly stunned.

'Twist (onomatopoeia)' unbelievably felt the small but very soft touch on his chest, Wu Xinmei was completely 'wet', and then took a step back and shouted: "Soft...... Soft!? Not to mention her, even the other three men were stunned, looking at Mo Yan's slightly bulging chest that everyone thought was an illusion at first, even if they didn't understand the bone shrinking skill, but even the bone shrinking skill that the chest could bulge out of was the first time they had heard of it!

"How did you come up with this!?" The 'wet' dance Xinmei shouted in disbelief, but in exchange for Mo Yan's lovely white eyes, she pursed her lips and said, "Of course it's made up." Saying unreliable words like this, Mo Yan reached in from the collar of his clothes under the stunned gaze of everyone, and then ...... took out two white-flour steamed buns, opened his current cherry mouth, and nibbled on it.

", I always thought that using steamed buns to fill breasts only appeared in costume TV series, I wonder if the original three-dimensional really has it!" After everyone woke up from the turmoil in Mo Yan's chest, Tang Yu was the first to open his mouth and let out his own sigh.

"Phew, scared Lao Tzu to death, I almost thought it was like those 'Long Aotian'-style novels, friends who went to school in the same school and a class, and suddenly one day I found out that it was actually a sister paper, and then the protagonist said I would hide the truth for you or something, and finally the favorability increased to a new harem...... I rub! Sure enough, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible to happen in the third dimension! Long Aotian patted his chest, alleviating the sequelae of the violent beating of his heart just now.

Xiang Pengjun breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't make any bad comments, and seeing that everyone was calming down, Mo Yan said: "Then hurry up and start, this costume was asked by the Xinmei squad leader to put it on, didn't you say that you want to train me in a month for literary performances?" I don't have much time, and I'm going to leave in half an hour. ”

"In this case, then Mo Yan, you can dance a dance of 'Thousand Sakura', if I am satisfied, then I will pass the test, and I will contact you after half a month when I think about what I want to perform in the literary performance." Mai Xinmei put her hands around her chest and said, while motioning with her head for Tang Yu to take out his 'local tyrant gold' from his pocket and play Hatsune Miku's "Thousand Honsakura".

"Got it." Nodding expressionlessly, Mo Yan came to the middle of the classroom without any timidity under the watchful eyes of the four people, in fact, what no one noticed at this time was that Mo Yan took out two steamed buns from his chest before, but the size of his chest did not shrink at all, and he looked petite and firm with a slight bulge.

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