"You, you...... Aren't all your ginseng moving with the wind and reproducing asexually? 233 was stunned, saying that the ginseng essence is good, how can you say that yellow is yellow?

But on second thought, it's not right.

Ginseng is inherently yellow.

Ay......

I don't dare to think about it.

"Who doesn't have two or three good friends? The rabbit spirit I knew told me that they were a rabbit family...... "Wen Ling began to start a yellow dyeing workshop with a soft, smart and somewhat childish voice.

And when 233 heard it, he almost couldn't listen to it anymore.

What rabbit efficiency is fast, hundreds of times a night, but the time limit for a single time is a little too short.

What kind of turtle has the largest tool of crime, the kind that kills people at once.

……

Speaking of which, 233 was already crying without tears in the face of his messy data.

Okay, what about the simple-minded little ginseng essence?

The Lord God is deceiving!

And Wen Ling finally finished his math class after a morning of dyeing workshop.

Wen Ling listened to the question mark in his head, I'm sorry, I didn't understand any of them.

Looking at the math, it's kind of awkward to draw, but let yourself ......

Forget it, let's start a dyeing workshop.

I can't finish a single paper in one class, but it's okay, take your time, and the next one will be a math class.

After entering the third year of high school, the students realized how tight and perverted the school's curriculum is.

This kind of two big classes at the same time, this one ends, it is not a relief, but another beginning.

Seeing that the next class was still a math class, Wen Ling's eyes were already starting to darken.

"233, I've been poisoned by math, and I need the math teacher to disappear to be good." Wen Ling sighed at his scroll, he couldn't understand any of them, what could he do.

I didn't eat breakfast, I was still hungry, and I didn't have the energy to see anything at this time.

After taking out a long time from the small bag he was carrying, he finally took out a piece of candy.

Peel it off and put it in your mouth.

"Well, this toffee tastes good, much better than the taste of the cow essence itself, and the toffee it makes smells bad." Wen Ling ate and commented at the same time.

233：？？？

Did I ask you to eat candy?

I asked you to bring candy to the villain, and you actually ate it yourself?

233 almost ran out of breath.

But the culprit didn't know it, and his voice was still soft, like clouds floating slightly in people's ears: "Hey, did this teacher talk about it just now, but I didn't understand it......"

When the word fell, 233 was already bald.

As a result, Wen Ling had already turned his head, his chin resting on the edge of the table, and looked at Wen Heng with blank eyes.

Wen Heng was already reading other books.

He knows all these papers, and when the teacher lectures, he is already brushing other papers, occasionally looking up.

The distance between the study of gods and the study of scum is about this.

The little girl's movement when she turned around was quite big, and Wen Heng had already noticed it.

Moreover, before the person arrives, the milk smell arrives first.

The little girl had sugar in her mouth, and Wen Heng smelled the tip of the child, and she smelled it all at once.

"Wen Heng, I don't know this question." A soft and waxy marshmallow-like sound.

Obviously, she was eating toffee, but Wen Heng felt that it was a soft marshmallow that went down as soon as she pinched it.

The tip of his heart seemed to be swept by a marshmallow, and Wen Heng's hand flipping through the book even followed.

Lifting his eyelids slightly, he saw the little girl, blinking big smart eyes, looking at him with blank eyes.