NO.50

The aura is gone, and Xiaohong is very sad.

That feeling is the same as the legendary broken love, you have to die or live, and you can't live without love.

In everyone's eyes, what he lost was just a chance to be promoted, but in his eyes, it seemed to be the whole world.

His slump has seriously affected the appearance of our class, and we have an unprecedented sense of crisis.

As a member of the third class, under the advocacy of Liao Bin, everyone launched the activity of 'Ting Xiaohong, Destroying Xiaowang'.

The head teacher of the second class is called Wang Liang.

From the moment he became a candidate for the deputy head of the grade, he began to wear a suit and leather shoes all the time, and everyone affectionately called him the 'black intermediary'.

The black intermediary encountered Xiaohong on the playground, and the originally kind smile became rusty and polite, and he got the true inheritance before he got Lao Lin's handpicking.

A few of us looked at this picture with snacks in our mouths, all of us shook our heads with our hands behind our backs, and even the erudition of Chinese language without half a sentence in our mouths also felt that it was an out-and-out sick sentence to know whether it was a blessing or not.

What Xiaohong loses is dignity and contempt.

"If you want me to say, if anyone can destroy the first grade in the second class, we will definitely let Xiaohong be reborn!"

"Phew! How did you directly say that Xiaohong was dead! ”

"It's to revive the man's majesty!" Shi Xiaoke answered slowly.

His words were recognized by Liao Bin, and he nodded deeply, but he couldn't find a way, and the only thing he could think of was his strong body!

Su Zi pounded his chest, "Put away your pectoral muscles and go home and eat bananas!" ”

Liao Bin's black face flushed for a while, and he didn't know if he rarely approached girls, or because the object was Su Zi.

I always felt that there was some kind of undercurrent that would one day make the two of them fall in love with each other.

Looking at Liao Jingang's constipated look, I took Su Zi's hand and moved it off Liao Jingang's chest.

Su Zi thought I was trying to hold hands with her, so she simply raised her other hand and patted it on Liao Jingang's chest muscles.

I had a hunch that I couldn't save her, so I let her eat this piece of black tofu, as long as she had a good appetite, she could eat it if she wanted.

NO.51

"You're doing a good job, and the Games will depend on you to win glory for the organization!" Su Zi's words of praise were exchanged for Liao Jingang's smirk.

At that time, muscular men were not popular, and no one expected that it would be an era of relying on muscles and mermaid lines in the future.

Most of the people think that being strong is related to low intelligence, and when they laugh at the stupid big guy around them, the silly big guy ushers in his spring quietly.

"Where is it so easy, now the second class is like a stupid son of the landlord's family, he coaxes himself, and he can't stand his father to brush his face! Except for Liao Jingang and Su Chaoren, the rest are old, weak, sick and disabled. ”

Shi Xiaoke could use his short and thick fingers to pull casually, and I was assigned to the vulnerable group without even saying a word.

"I don't think my poor youth will be spent under the obscenity of the second class."

"Fart!" Liao Bin's words are always so simple and direct.

Like his brain, it never turns.

Shi Xiaoke was stunned for a moment, and glared at Xu Ranran, but Xu Suddenly was distracted and had no time to help.

"The second class is not three heads and six arms, even if it is, I will pinch them!"

Click.

The banana in Liao Jingang's hand was cut in half.

We collectively swallowed our saliva, in terms of physical strength, he was indeed a walking ammunition depot and demolition team.