[32] Squeezing and squeezing will be....

The weekend is over, and Monday is coming, and that's a fact that the world knows.

And for students, Monday is not a very good day to say goodbye to the holidays and usher in learning.

"Hah-"

At the flag-raising ceremony, I let out a long yawn.

"Monday was so unenergetic, did God stay up late last night?"

Standing in the queue of the line, Ling on the side said to me.

"Hmm... I stayed up for a while all night, because I happened to see the homework I didn't do in the class mailbox. ”

I said sleepily.

- "Dear students, teachers, hello everyone, today, in this bright season of spring....."

The speaker on the podium was giving a boring speech, it seemed that he should work hard at the beginning of the new semester to lay a good foundation, and he also talked about how to memorize political history, but unfortunately, in the first semester of our International Department, I didn't learn any political history at all.

"That's the end of my speech, thank you."

The speaker on stage finally finished her long and tedious speech, and we applauded from the audience, and then, with a familiar shadow, walked onto the podium.

Stunning appearance, perfect body proportions, proud crisp breasts hidden under the school uniform, convex and backward, showing the beauty of youth.

Now on the stage, the student president of Yangyue Provincial Experimental High School - Shi Yue.

Her long, straight black hair moved with the wind, and she tapped on the microphone.

"Good morning, teachers."

With a light and beautiful voice and a sweet smile, she looks cultured and generous, and as soon as the senior sister speaks on stage, she becomes less obscene. (It's natural.) )

"Oh, President!"

"There's a president's speech today, so let's talk about it earlier."

"Lord Shiyue!"

Because of her appearance, the crowd gradually woke up from their exhaustion, and some even cheered quietly.

Hey, Senior Sister Shiyue is on the field, you are much more excited than the principal on the field, Brother Qi (the principal) will be sad, okay?

"Well, what I want to talk about on stage is the discipline of the new semester......"

The senior sister started her speech on the stage, because she was very eye-catching and had a good voice, even if it was a very boring topic, the people in the audience had been listening attentively.

"Looking at my senior sister like this, it's like talking to her again."

Obscenity and madness are like Tianbo, looking at the senior sister affectionately at this time, it seems that through his imagination, he is carrying out unclean delusions, hey, don't even use the occasion of the discipline speech to make up for it.

"Well, Senior Sister's red lips make my heart flutter."

Even more excessive is Liu Sho, a classmate from class 23 on my left.

Forget it, don't complain.

.......

At 7:40, the flag-raising ceremony was finally over, and everyone began to disband, walking out of the iron gate of the large playground.

There were two ways to get out of the big playground, one was a short road and the other was a long road, and because the short road was crowded with people, I walked towards the far road where there were fewer people.

Walking alone, there are only a few people here who are sparse and scattered, watching the early spring wind continue to blow and fall the fallen leaves of late winter.

"Brother-"

At this time, a light and pleasant voice sounded in my ears, and I didn't need to look back to know that it was the president who spoke on the stage just now, Senior Sister Shiyue.

She walked up to me with a smile on her face and followed my steps with lotus steps.

"The younger brother also likes to go to the side where there are fewer people."

Senior Sister Shi Yue said with a slight smile.

"Well, I don't really like crowds."

Walking with her, because we are already familiar with each other, I don't have the initial feeling of heartbeat.

"Hehe, is the junior worried that he will get pregnant in the crowd?"

The senior sister once again said this evil and weird yellow joke with a natural smile.

Hey, is the school spirit of our school really so bad, squeezing and squeezing can get pregnant, and I'm a boy I'm worried about this dry hair?

"Men don't get pregnant."

I complained to my senior sister.

"That.... The younger brother is worried about putting the following.... Do you want to squeeze it out? ”

The senior sister said this sentence full of slots a little shyly.

“..... Don't think I'm a person who complains about anything. ”

I feel like this is every day, walking on the path of falling flowers, and having this nonsensical and yellow dialogue with my senior sister.

"Hmm.... By the way, junior, how about a weekend date? ”

Finally, the senior sister brought up a more serious topic.

"It's okay.... At least Xia Youke was not unhappy. ”

I said, it should be a barely qualified date, and I found the right place where Xia Yuke liked, although the sacrifice was great, and I left some psychological shadows (more worried about being caught in my chest and bitten by my teeth when I was in a haunted house...... )

"What about Senpai's date?"

"Well, it's also very interesting, I got some interesting information, junior, although there are no club activities in the afternoon, why don't you summarize the information about [lesbian] from this date at noon?"

"Okay, is it okay to come to the reading room of the International Division?"

"Hmm."

In this way, my senior sister and I made an appointment to meet at noon in the reading room of the International Department.

Then we parted ways under the cherry blossom tree at the school, and she had to go to Building No. 2, where the second year of the General Division High School was located, and I had to go in the direction of Building No. 4 of the International Division.

"Squeeze and squeeze and get pregnant.... After the senior sister got off the podium, it was really obscene. ”

Reminiscing about the yellow joke that my senior sister made just now, I smiled helplessly.

"Ji Shen - junior!"

At this time, my ranking was called again, and I was also called [Senior Brother], but the difference is that this time the person who came seemed to be Senior Wang Licha, a sophomore in high school.

"Good morning, senior."

"Well, good morning."

Out of politeness, I exchanged pleasantries with him.

But there are some doubts, Senior Sister Shi Yue and Senior Wang Licha are both sophomores in high school, and why didn't Senior Wang Licha take that path.

"Senior, your teaching building isn't here, why do you want to take this road...."

"Because.... If you want to exercise your body, take a long detour. ”

The senior scratched his head and said, sure enough, this guy is a sunny physical education boy, who specializes in taking a long detour to exercise his body.

"That.... Junior brother, there is an important thing I want to say, I don't think I can wash your clothes well.... I left it in the laundry. ”

"Well, it's okay, I don't mind washing it myself."

I smiled and said, it turns out that he came to me mainly to talk about this.

"You really don't mind?"

"Don't mind."

"Well, I won't do anything strange with my junior's clothes, please trust me, haha."

Senior Wang Licha scratched the back of his head and smiled with a red face.

"I know...."

"Well, the laundry will be washed in a few days, and I'll send it to you."

Senior Wang Licha smiled and said, I also nodded.

"Well, I'll go first."

"Bye-bye."

Approaching Building 4 of the International Division, we ended the conversation and the seniors began to run back.

Anyway, he's really a serious person, and he almost forgot about this dress if he didn't mention it.

However, if you think about it this way, I haven't paid it back for two weeks, and the senior may have forgotten because he was busy with affairs.

Well, at the end of the flag-raising ceremony on the first day, I was accosted by the student president and the seniors who were the first in the department, and I felt that it would be a busy week.

With that in mind, I stepped into Building 4, where the International Department is located.