Volume II: Deer Hill, No. 10
But Tang Wan, who returned to the dormitory, didn't know this, and she felt in a good mood. Gently push open the door of 9309: "Huh? Isn't it Sunday, why are you here? What a house. ”
"Tang Wan, you're back, I'm running out of ammunition and food, and I'm about to starve to death," Wang Lailai's chubby body collapsed on the sofa: "Do you still have the orchid cake you gave us that day, and then give it to the slave maid." ”
"You finished eating the last time," Tang Wan smiled and took out a large cardboard box from his schoolbag and opened it: "But you're lucky, I just got my mother's courier downstairs, Xiaoxuan, Man'er, do you want it too?" ”
"Yes." Cao Xiaoxuan took the small package of oiled paper wrapped in orchid cake from Tang Wan's hand. This is a girl wearing round glasses, and she always feels like a literary young woman when she speaks, she gently took a bite of the orchid cake, and said in a voice: "Youlan is born in the vestibule, and she waits for the breeze." The breeze came out of nowhere, and I saw goodbye to Xiao Aizhong...... Mr. Jingjie's lofty and extraordinary realm is really admirable. ”
"I can eat so many cakes, I took the oil," Wang Lailai stuffed his mouth with cakes and muttered, "Man'er, why don't you eat it?" ”
"I don't dare to eat snacks that don't have a calorie label." Chen Man'er shook her beautiful curly hair and posed a catwalk pose in front of the dressing mirror: "This strap skirt looks good, alas, you see if you should tighten your waist and be slightly fat." ”
Wang Lailai, who was holding up the XXL school uniform, gave her a blank look, and Tang Wan and Cao Xiaoxuan covered their mouths and snickered.
"That's right, everyone," Cao Xiaoxuan said: "Teacher Wen said on Friday, next Monday after school will vote for the class president, I am the vote teller, first poll, who are you going to vote for?" ”
Wang Lailai stuffed the remaining orchid cake in his hand into his mouth and sat up from the sofa: "Of course it's Tang Wanluo!" Do you need to ask? ”
Tang Wan was so anxious that his face turned red: "Don't be, you are not allowed to harm me." ”
"What's wrong with you?" Chen Man'er, who pinched her hand on her waist in front of the mirror and made a waist tuck action, turned her head with a smile: "The student cadres of Mingde Middle School are the golden signboards for applying to prestigious universities. ”
Cao Xiaoxuan said: "I also agree with Tang Wan, the squad leader is to be enthusiastic about public welfare, our good Tang Wan is obvious to all, needless to say about the things in the class, let's just say that Lailai fell and injured himself in physical education class, thanks to you running to save your life." ”
"So," Wang Lailai pulled Tang Wan into his fleshy arms: "I don't care about others, you have to decide these 9309 tickets!" ”
"Don't count me," Chen Man'er said and walked towards his room: "I'm going to vote for the male god Liang Muyuan." ”
"Traitor!" Wang Lailai grimaced at her back.