Promoter Niu, how did you come up with such a sand sculpture game.

Jiu Nuan looked up at the few classmates in front of him, pretending to be a person.

I feel that the term Secondary 2 has a new interpretation.

Like us, the two ratios of middle school.

That's a good way to introduce yourself, it's really apt.

She glanced up at the head teacher on the podium again.

decided to follow the crowd, not to be the unique person, to be two together!

Write your name on a piece of paper.

Intending to pass it to the same table, Jiu Nuan stared at Mo Liang for two seconds, and the young man's fingers slid quickly on the screen.

I'm not sure if she'll be involved in such a sand sculpture game.

She watched for a moment, trying to retract her gaze, and his game was over.

Mo Liang looked up at the girl staring at his phone.

He raised his eyebrows, leaned back in the chair, still held the mobile phone in his hand, turned his face slightly, and asked the little table mate sitting next to him in a lazy tone: "Want to learn?" ”

Jiu Nuan opened her beautiful eyes and shook her head blankly: "I don't want to." ”

Mo Liang chuckled and put his phone in his trouser pocket casually: "Have you taken a fancy to me?" ”

Jiu Nuan: "......"

This man is not sick! It's too narcissistic.

Jiu Nuan suppressed the urge to slap the paper in his face.

Put the note in front of him from under the table: "For you." ”

Mo Liang's eyes were deep, and he stared at the crumpled piece of paper for several seconds, and then let out a light snort.

Pinch it with your fingers and "love letters?" ”

“……”

Love letter to your uncle.

What to give him.

When Jiu Nuan thought about it or taking it back, he had already opened it.

The tablemate stared at the piece of paper for a few seconds, and then saw the corners of his mouth curl up, and then snorted softly.

“……”

Jiu Nuan felt that through his voice, he could hear that he was even better.

felt that the words he was looking at were like looking at a group of two fools, waving his little hands and shouting to him: "Come and play, Master Liang!" ”

The startled Jiu Nuan shuddered!

Stunned, the same table had already spread the paper on the table, picked up the brush on the side and wrote.

Then the paper was picked up again, crumpled into a ball, and thrown between the two of them to the back.

“……”

Jiu Nuan blinked, she was at the same table... It's still very easy to get along with......

After forty minutes of class, the bell rang for the end of class, and I didn't know where the paper had gone.

Anyway, I didn't find out by the teacher.

After class, the game initiator stood up and yelled at the crowd who had not yet gone out.

"Whose is the paper ball? Take it out, we made it. ”

The head teacher, who was about to become transparent, made a voice that hit the soul directly, "Huh? What paper balls? ”

“……”

the groove

If you look closely, you will see that the bodies of the whole class stiffened.

The classmate who shouted was He Ming, the boy in the first row from left.

Turn your petrified body and sit down slowly.

Why did you forget that the old class is still there?

As soon as Zhang Ying saw the reaction of these little rabbit cubs, she knew that she had done nothing good.

"He Ming, what kind of game are you talking about?"

He Ming had a pained expression, clutched his stomach, and moved towards the door as he stood up.

"Teacher, I'm in urgent need of urination, I'll talk about it when I come back."

After saying that, the smoke disappeared.

The rest, seeing that it worked, followed suit and ran out the back door.

After a while, there were more than a dozen students left in the class.

Zhang Ying's paper had been corrected, and she sat on it and looked at the remaining classmates happily.

"Do you know?"

"I don't know"

"Yo, it's pretty neat."

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