After the video of the textbook drama was played, it was the turn of the students to perform the wonderful performance, the show was performed according to the dormitory, Zhou Yi was glad that she did not live in the dormitory, because she really did not have any talent that could be used.

The students' performances are all in a unique style, such as low chanting and singing, hilarious sketches, musical instrument displays, imitation shows, awkward dances, and so on. Some shows will also sprinkle candy in the middle of the performance, and the boat that picks up the candy feels so happy. For the first time, Zhou Yi found that the classmates in the class had so many talents in addition to studying, and when he thought that he had almost no special skills, he had to sigh and bury his head and eat another bite of cake.

Zhou Yi took a mobile phone to take a camera of Xiao Yuan on the stage, their bedroom was performing a show, their program was a song skewer, Xiao Yuan sang very hard, and the atmosphere was also very warm, but there were several times when the sound almost broke.

"Singing me to the sweat." Xiao Yuan stepped off the podium, still a little out of breath, and she carefully took out two cans of beer from her school bag.

"We bought it in the dormitory, don't let the teacher see it." With that, he put it on the table.

"Drinking in the classroom?" Zhou Yi looked surprised.

"Anyway, tomorrow is the holiday, so we plan to have a party in the dormitory tonight, so we bought a lot of supplies, and I grabbed two bottles of beer." Xiao Yuan explained.

"I can't see it, Xiao Yuan doesn't look like a person who can drink." Zhou Yi said.

"It's just beer, not liquor." Xiao Yuan explained, "Didn't you drink it at your graduation dinner? ”

"I drank very little." Zhou Yi whispered.

Xiao Yuan probably played high, "Give it to you, you can take it." ”

Zhou Yi had no choice but to take it.

The interval between the performances of the show is the game, there are a lot of games, grab the bench, step on the balloon, you draw and guess, who is the undercover agent, among which Zhou Yi wants to participate most is to grab the stool, Zhou Yi has almost never lost playing this game since he was a child, especially in the end, there is only one person left in the audience, and there will be a great sense of satisfaction and accomplishment in my heart. Zhou Yi was in the third grade of primary school, and when he filled out the comprehensive quality report, he filled in the specialty column with great pride: "grab the bench". When Zhou Yi was a child, he often thought about what the secret of his success was, and later learned that because boys generally don't rob girls, only Zhou Yi was left alone.

Zhou Yi came to the field, and everyone circled around the bench, Zhou Yi listened to the music, but his heart kept beating faster, and his eyes were fixed on each of the closest benches to him. As soon as the music stopped, the boat moved like a swift rabbit, and sat on the bench with a "gargle". Zhou Yi concocted the same method, successfully defeated most of the people, and the number of people on the field changed from twelve to five.

Zhou Yi circled around the bench, and due to the scorching heat of the classroom air, Zhou Yi's face was already red like a ripe persimmon. At this time, Zhou Jin walked into the classroom again, he just thought that the classroom was too stuffy, so he went to the classroom office to sit for a while, and heard that it was a game now, so he came over to take a look again.

Zhou Yi's afterglow swept to the back of the classroom, and the figure of Zhou Jin, who was entering the classroom, happened to be reflected in her eyes. As the saying goes, "one heart cannot be used for two purposes", this sentence is not false at all, the boat at that moment moved out of a second of God, but in this second the music stopped, the boat moved instantly like a residual dream will wake up, wake up in the middle of the night, panicked to find the vacant chair, grab the chair is no less than a fight, although the boat moved to fight for it with all its might, but the "time" opportunity has been lost, helpless, the boat moved had to lose, the ankle also because of the scramble just now, touched the iron rod on the chair, and scratched the skin.

But these are nothing in Zhou Yi's eyes, because she only then remembered that there is a punishment for losing.

Well, Zhou Yi admits that he didn't think he would lose.

There are twelve boxes on the podium, which are filled with different degrees of mustard.

"There are also five boxes with a perverted mustard, a super mustard, two medium flavors, and one without mustard, pick one." The propaganda committee member said with a sneer, "Our punishment is all configured by Teacher Zhou to ensure absolute fairness, openness and justice. ”

Zhou Jin stood at the back of the classroom and covered his mouth and smiled, smiling brightly. Originally, there was no perverted mustard flavor, but because Zhou Jin shook his little hand and squeezed out more mustard, the only perverted taste was produced.

"Which one to choose?" Zhouyi's soul trembled.

"The second one on the left," Zhou Yi pointed with a trembling finger.

"Are you sure?" The propaganda committee looked like he was watching a good show, after all, none of the seven students in front of him had smoked perverted mustard.

"Uh-huh", Zhou Yi nodded, but she wasn't sure.

The propaganda committee opened the box, and the mustard was placed in the middle of the two slices of Quduoduo, and from the outside, it was impossible to tell which was the perverted mustard flavor and which was the normal biscuit. Zhou Yi held the biscuits, and she had a sense of foreboding in her heart, because she saw the thick green squeezed out of the two biscuits. Zhou Yi was about to take a small bite, but at this time, the propaganda committee member saw the excitement and said, "I want to eat it in one bite!" ”

Zhou Yi felt that his luck was not good today, and everything was not appropriate.

Zhou Yi looked at the biscuit, took a deep breath, held his breath, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the biscuit in one gulp, his teeth cutting the biscuit in half.

In an instant, a green air current, like a wave of summer floods, rushed directly to Zhou Yi's nose and eyes, Zhou Yi felt that all his facial features were connected, and the organs of his face were wrinkled, like a twist that could not be twisted.

Zhou Yi hurriedly ran to the trash can and spit out the biscuit, but fortunately he didn't swallow it, but the breath of mustard still stayed in Zhou Yi's body, residing on the tip of his tongue and embedded in his soul. Zhou Yi just wanted to drink water, and when he returned to his seat, he saw water on the table, so he drank it directly, and after drinking, he realized that he had drunk a can of beer, but the beer was sweet, and the taste of mustard could be adjusted.

If special effects can be added, Zhou Yi's face must be green at this moment.

Zhou Yi sat in his seat, and his soul was already wandering.

"Are you alright?" Xiao Yuan asked with concern.

"It's okay, you let me be quiet for a while", Zhou Yi said and lay his head on the table. As for what shows she performed later and what games she played, Zhou Yi didn't care anymore, she was just a soulless skin now.

At this moment, Zhou Yi pouted, his eyes were slightly red, "Oh my God, is this Zhou Jin a pervert?" Is it a demon? Zhou Yi thought to himself.

"It's so bad, what kind of perverted spicy!" Zhou moved his mouth and muttered.

"I always thought you were a good teacher, but you ended up messing with me," Zhou Yi sounded like he was about to cry.

Zhou Yi should be drunk.