- Open Crotch Pants Squad: Hmph, who doesn't have a childhood! ——

When Wang Meng was 7 years old, Wang's mother enrolled him in a chess class in order to cultivate the all-round development of her son.

Seven-year-old Wang Xiaomeng's enthusiasm for thumb biscuits is much higher than that of chess, so he didn't remember a word of what the chess teacher said, but remembered what the biscuit box of that classmate looked like in the front row.

As soon as class ended, Wang Xiaomeng couldn't help but poke the boy in the front row, "Can I eat a bite of your biscuits?" I saw you secretly eat in class, and it looks delicious! Shall I bring you apples tomorrow? Just let me take a bite, shall you? ”

The boy in the front row turned his head, obviously older than Wang Xiaomeng. He put his biscuit box directly in front of Wang Xiaomeng's eyes, and raised his eyelids to signal him to eat.

Wang Xiaomeng was so happy that she counted how many she had eaten while eating, and she remembered one after eating, waiting for the same number of apples to be exchanged for tomorrow. Wang Xiaomeng's classmates enlightened early, Wang's mother loved her son, and taught him to count very early, so Wang Meng's little pot friend's counting method is to write 1, 2, 3, 4 directly...

"Counting in the game?" The little girl with the bow next seat stepped forward and said, "Tell you, I can count to 100, which of you can?" ”

A little girl can count to 100, and two boys have no reason to admit defeat. So the childish counting contest immediately began, and the two spoke in unison and began to count from 1.

“15、16、17。。。” The biscuit boy counted them one by one.

"181920212223" Wang Meng's small pot friend is like a machine gun.

The biscuit boy only counted to 30, and Wang Xiaomeng counted to 80, although the bow didn't understand what he muttered about counting correctly, but it was full of momentum, and naturally threw off the three streets of biscuits that he counted at a glance. Wang Xiaomeng successfully captured a little fan girl, but it also made the biscuit angry, not only took away the thumb biscuit that Xiao Mengzi hadn't eaten enough, but even beat him.

So, because of a box of biscuits and a counting competition, Wang Ermengzi met the local dragon from the little overlord to the big one, Yu Jianguo.

"Stinky boy, next time you dare to count faster than me!" Yu Jianguo flashed his fist and spun around, "See if I don't knock out the teeth in your mouth!" ”

"Woo woo, you bad guy, I won't bring you apples tomorrow! I'll eat your 8 cookies for nothing! Hum! ”

Wang's mother and Yu's mother each took it back to educate for one night, and the next day, one of them brought unopened biscuits and the other brought 8 small apples, and shook hands under the supervision of the mothers of both sides.

At that time, Wang Xiaomengzi had a deep understanding of the phrase "power comes out of the barrel of a gun".

Soon, 7-year-old Moeko will be in the first grade of elementary school.

On the first day of school, the teacher asked the children to count aloud from 1 to 100 without any new ideas. Wang Xiaomengzi thought to herself that no one rushed over to beat me this time, I must be the first to count! So he closed his eyes and counted in one breath, and when he finished counting, he listened carefully and found that the other children had only counted to 59. Little Mengzi is so proud, this shows that we are smart!

The little cute boy who was in a high mood looked around, and suddenly saw the little boy next to him staring at him as well.

"You're done counting too?" Wang Xiaomeng struggled to convey her voice in the noisy counting BGM.

The little boy opened his mouth, but unfortunately the little cute child didn't hear what he said at all.

"You counted to 100 too? You're fast or I'm fast! I don't think you're as fast as I am! ”

Xiao Mengzi talked for a long time and found that the other party couldn't hear at all, so angry that he jumped down from his seat, ran to the little boy's eyes, and said loudly: "If you don't believe it, let's compare!" Count to 100! See who's fast! ”

The whole class and the teacher looked at these two people and were stunned for a while.

"I shouted to start, let's count together, get ready... Begin! 1234”

“100。”

“11121314。。。。 Why don't you count? Count! ”

"I counted, 100."

Wang Xiaomeng was a little generous, "Count from the beginning, count to 100 to see who is faster." ”

"Oh, 100."

"No, you're going to start counting from 1, won't you? 1234”

“100。”

The teacher really couldn't stand it, so he had to come over and pick up Wang Xiaomengzi to play the round, "Students, let's sing and count the ducks, the teacher started and everyone sang together, under the bridge in front of the door, prepare, get up!" ”

The children immediately began to "swim past a group of ducks" in unison, only Wang Xiaomeng cried: why did he count 100 when he said that he was counting in the competition, and he had to start from scratch! Woo woo, school is so scary, I'm going home and eating cookies!

The next day, the boy next door used a piece of chocolate to successfully redeem and sublimate his image in the minds of Xiao Mengzi's classmates.

So, Wang Xiaomeng met a friend who was taciturn, but often made him cry and laugh, Qin Wangsheng.

Later, classmate Wang Xiaomeng broke Yu Jianguo's homework because of his cheap hands, because he cried so miserably after being beaten, classmate Qin Wangsheng finally decided to help this little idiot once, and therefore met the little bully Yu Jianguo.

Since then, the open crotch pants trio has been officially formed.

Yu Jianguo has seen a lot since he was a child, and he likes to say "Don't worry, my brother covers you" at every turn, and he has always been the force in the crotch pants trio. Qin Wangsheng has been very strict with his family since he was a child, but there is a monkey in his heart who wants to go up to the tree anytime and anywhere to make a revolution in the depths of his soul, which is completely the birthplace of the bad idea of the open crotch pants combination. Wang Meng has no strength or strength, and his IQ can't go up, so he is the back-and-back man after the accident, and he cries, makes trouble, and sells cuteness, thanks to the fact that he has been very cute since he was a child, as long as he begs for forgiveness with tears in his eyes, he can escape eight times out of ten.

The only two times are also quite vivid, one is because the three of them hit marbles and dropped the antique vase newly bought by Wang's father, and once because they stole the sanitary napkin research of the primary school homeroom teacher. Of course, both times it was three people who committed the crime, and one person was beaten.

To this day, recalling the past, Wang Ermengzi will still say to his daughter-in-law Liu Huanhuan with great emotion: "Lao Tzu really had pupils in his eyes back then, and he was actually bought by a box of biscuits and a piece of broken chocolate!" If I had Tinker Bell's time machine, I'd travel back in time and buy myself a truckload of cookies and chocolates! ”

Liu Huanhuan said disdainfully: "With your IQ, where can you fight those two traitors." It's nine o'clock, who likes to hear how stupid you were when you were a child, wash and sleep, you're sleepy. ”

The second cute son held hands and looked at each other with teary eyes, and found that his daughter-in-law said that he would sleep. . . What about being each other's angels? Don't you dislike me for being verbose before you're old? Stumble!

- Girls are all little angels in their childhood? ——

Zhao Tongqian has been taught since she was a child to be a good child.

The definition of a good child by the Zhao parents has the following three hard indicators that must be met:

First, when Zhao's mother dances, you can't disturb it, no matter how unpalatable the things Zhao's mother makes, you have to eat them honestly.

Second, you can't swear, you can't skip class, and you can't mess around with the kids in the village. When you don't grow up, you can't play with children's temper, and you can't act like adults when you grow up.

Thirdly, if the above two points are not achieved, then unless you inherit the family business of the goddess, you can only serve the family law!

Zhao Tongqian has been harmed by her mother since she was a child, and she hates her inheritance of the family heirloom, and vows to be the first-class good child in the village, the first-class good student in the school, the good child + good student = a good child praised by everyone.

But many things are not as smooth as expected. Zhao Tongqian's family is in the county seat, and the nearest primary school is also two miles away from home. She grew up running freely in other people's endless farmland (her family does not farm), and when she came to study in a fairly modern town, a deep sense of discomfort made Zhao Tongqian, who wanted to be a good child, busy.

Especially when it comes to going to the toilet.

In Zhao Tongqian's house, the toilet is first of all without a roof, only a half-person high fence simply encloses a narrow area, freezing in winter and attracting mosquitoes and flies in summer.

But there are two more things in the school's toilet, one is the roof of the shed, and the other is the three squatting pits at the front, which have doors.

The three gated pits are said to have been reserved for teachers. According to whom, Zhao Tongqian didn't know, but Zhao Tongqian chose to believe it. The teacher is comparable to a fairy-like existence in the hearts of elementary school students, and there is a toilet for the teacher's use, and no one really has any opinions, and because of the "teacher's use", these three doors are given a mysterious color.

What's in the door?

Every time Zhao Tongqian goes to the toilet, she wants to know very much.

What kind of world is hidden behind the white wooden door? Do the teachers also use square pits? Do teachers also squat to go to the toilet? The second uncle who went to work in the city said that everyone in the city sat on the toilet! Is there a hook in there to hang clothes? A rotor that specializes in letting go of paper? There is a slit in the toilet at home that is specially used to stuff toilet paper, but unfortunately there is no one in the school, so Zhao Tongqian has to remind herself to bring paper every time she goes to the toilet.

With such curiosity, one day, when Zhao Tongqian suddenly had a stomachache during class and asked for leave to go to the toilet, she was bold enough to see what every toilet with a door looked like.

Because it was class time, Zhao Tongqian thought that there would be no one else except herself. She opened the first door, and wow, uh... It's completely different, it's exactly the same as the one they use, except for a white door. However, Zhao Tongqian did not give up and continued to open the second door, which was still the same. Zhao Tongqian, who was extremely disappointed, didn't have a pain in her stomach, and she opened the third door.

The chubby strange female teacher and the stupid Zhao Tongqian looked at each other.

Yes... Someone?!

Without waiting for the female teacher to speak, Zhao Tongqian screamed and shook her hand to close the door!

The wooden door slammed shut, and there was a cry of pain from the door! Zhao Tongqian was even more frightened enough, only to hear the female teacher inside scolding herself loudly, she was very scared + worried in her heart, but she didn't know where she got the courage to open this door again!

Teacher: "Which class are you from!" Class time is unexpected! ”

Bang! The door was slammed shut again, and the familiar cry of pain sounded a second time.

Zhao Tongqian ran to the teaching building, rushed to the fifth floor in one breath, stepped on the wonderful bell after class, got into his seat, and lay down!

Tablemate: "Are you feeling better?" ”

Zhao Tongqian: "Woo woo, it's so scary, I don't want to go to the toilet again... ”

Tablemate: "It's just, what's there to be afraid of?" Did you step on a maggot? ”

In short, the toilet with a white door in elementary school has become a nightmare for Zhao Tongqian for six years.

"Now that I think about it, I was really stupid." Zhao Tongqian said to Qin Wangsheng with palpitations: "It's also fortunate that the teacher didn't check which student it was, otherwise it would have been easy to find out." Each grade in our primary school is divided into two classes at most, and I only had one class in the first grade at that time. ”

Qin Wangsheng held back the smile in his stomach and tried to comfort him, "You are also curious, you were like this when you were a child." When Wang Meng was in junior high school, he used to pee farther than Brother Jianguo, but he happened to meet the head teacher who also went to the toilet, turned around to say hello and confiscated it, and directly urinated on the head teacher's shoes. At that time, although their homeroom teacher was very angry, he did not report the criticism. There are a lot of adults, and this sentence is not false. ”

Zhao Tongqian: "Hahaha, the monkey god is really amazing, he was so stupid and cute when he was a child?" ”

Qin Wangsheng had a relational heart, "Brother Jianguo and I are heartbroken." ”

Zhao Tongqian: "Yes, yes, it will be our turn to worry about Da Huanzi in the future." No wonder he complained to me in the first two days that the monkey god had a poor memory, and he never put the things back in his place when he took the things at home, and always threw them away. ”

Qin Wang Shengguang was about to have an obsessive-compulsive attack when he heard it, and he crawled out of the bed and was about to go to the ground.

"What are you doing?"

"You cut your nails at night, right? I remember you also put the coffee table in your hand. ”

"Oh, I'll talk about it tomorrow, what time is it, the heat in the bed is gone!"

"I'll be right back."

"Qin Wangsheng! You this ¥%&*#。。。 ”

————I'm the dividing line of "where is the stupid cuteness of the second moeze————

Only Yu Jianguo smoked in the open crotch pants trio, although he later quit because of someone, but in high school, Yu Jianguo did force the other two imps to smoke secondhand smoke for a long time.

Qin Wangsheng, who hates the smell of smoke the most, has followed Yu Jianguo's theory for a long time every time because of second-hand smoke, so when he saw Wang Meng buying cigarettes in the convenience store near the school on this day, he was simply furious.

"Helping Brother Jianguo buy cigarettes again?"

"Huh? No, I bought it for myself this time. ”

As soon as he finished settling the account, he was pulled out by Qin Wangsheng's ears.

"You kid is capable, dare to learn to smoke secretly? Want to get beaten? ”

"Qin peels you... You are mistaken. Wang Meng coughed fiercely twice and explained: "That's the case, my throat has been very uncomfortable recently, and I always feel that I can't cough up phlegm." I asked Brother Liyan what to do, and after he checked the encyclopedia, he told me, 'There's nothing wrong with it, just smoke less'. ”

Qin Wangsheng: "Huh? ”

Wang Meng: "Alas, I'm still very distressed, I never smoke?" I don't know if one a day will work... ”

Qin Wangsheng took out his mobile phone and called Yu Jianguo: "Hey? Brother Jianguo? Didn't you say you were going to beat someone up last time? Count me in. ”

and snatched the cigarette of the second moe and threw it into the trash.