The girl walked into the classroom, stood on the side of the podium, looked at Wen Nan and pursed her lips: "Hug, Teacher Wen, I missed the sense of ceremony you arranged." ”

As soon as her words fell, the ......classroom burst into warm applause, and a male classmate whistled in the classroom.

Wen Nan: "......"

The sense of the ceremony was more enthusiastic than what I had just arranged.

The girl was wearing the summer school uniform of Phoenix Middle School, the school uniform was very loose on her body, the five-point shorts on the lower body showed a pair of slender white long legs, and she was wearing a pair of white socks and a pair of whiteboard shoes under her feet.

She turned around, looked at the classmates in the audience, bowed slightly, and then raised her head to look at the classmates in the audience.

She has a BOB hairstyle, a pair of big black and bright eyes under the sea, a small and straight nose with a cherry mouth, and more importantly, she has a delicate and beautiful little face, which is really good-looking.

The applause in the classroom was even louder.

Especially the male students, they clapped their palms with all their might, and their palms hurt.

The female classmates originally clapped their palms in agreement, but the moment the girl turned around, they clapped their palms very casually.

The last classmate in the eighth column was still on the table, and the enthusiastic applause had nothing to do with his half a dime, and continued to sleep.

Leng Bingling raised her big black and bright eyes and glanced around the classroom, and silently "", endlessly, the symbolic style just has a little sense of ceremony, clapping so hard, doesn't it hurt to your hands?

Wen Nan raised her hand and waved at everyone, signaling them to stop, and the male classmate continued to clap his palms vigorously as if he didn't see her waving his hand.

Wen Nan had no choice but to whisper into the microphone, "Stop." ”

The applause from the audience finally stopped under her majesty.

Wen Nan turned his head to look at the female classmate standing on the side, "New classmate, you can introduce yourself to me." ”

Leng Bingling glanced back at Wen Nan, then turned her head to look at the classmates under the podium, and cleared her throat: "Hello everyone, my name is Leng Bingling, gender: female; Age: 18 years + 1 day; That's it. ”

The students under the podium, after listening to this concise introduction, the female students were busy rolling their eyes, and the male students opened their eyes wide, as if they had been cast a spell, and they didn't blink, looking at the new students on the side of the podium, one of the students couldn't help but say: "Beautiful, even the self-introduction is so handsome." ”

Wen Nan: God introduced, especially streamlined.

She glanced at the classmates in the audience, and then pointed to the male classmates in the sixth column, the third table, "Mao Zhiwang, now transfer you to the last position in the seventh column." ”

Mao Zhiwang turned his head to look at Lu Sanshao, the last one in the eighth column, who was asleep on the table, he was busy drinking morning tea with Zhou Gong, his heart trembling.

He is a well-known loudspeaker, and he went to chat with Qin Huai, the second-to-last classmate sitting in the seventh column, during recess last Friday, because he spoke too loudly, after school, Lu Sanshao asked his group of followers to play football outside, and he was also Lu Sanshao's little follower.

Lu Sanshao kicked his August 15 several times like a football.

Confused by the kick, he couldn't help but ask: "Sanshao, you kick me for Mao." ”

Lu Sanshao nodded his forehead and scolded: "You TMD, when you run to my side during recess, you dead dog can't stop barking, and you have to shout away in the future, my good dreams have been woken up by your dead dog." ”