This is definitely the most important time Li Mo wants to cry in 16 years!

When Li Mo figured out what the concept of memorial would be.

I just want to be alone!

Sure enough, it's cheap and not good, and the system recommends things with 1 energy point at a time, which can always bring surprises!

This is probably the most bizarre student in the history of Windstone Academy.

Hold a memorial service for yourself!

The memorial service also originated on the earth, and was originally a form of gathering to remember and remember the deceased, and has been passed down to this day.

Li Mo was blushing, and declared to the public that he was a classmate of the Department of Classical Literature named Shao Bing, who had a respiratory disease, so he could only wear a mask all the time, and out of admiration for Li Mo, he came to volunteer to decorate the venue.

Shao Bing...... Well, that table moved around the corner, huh...... Ooh. ”

Li Mo was being instructed by Qingying to move the table, and from Qingying's back, he could see that Qingying had to hold on to the table and laugh wildly every ten minutes.

But as soon as he saw the other classmates, he regained his cold look.

It can be called a face-changing monster.

Li Mo looked at the table on the round platform in the center of the banquet hall, and his huge black and white head was placed in the middle of the two fruit platters.

His face was as black as charcoal.

It's so ironic!

What kind of memorial service is there for moths?

Qingying passed by Li Mo's side, and when she saw Li Mo's black face, she couldn't help but cover her face with her hands, laughed, and her body couldn't help shaking.

In the distance, Zhao Xiang took a fruit and took a bite of it, looking at Qingying's appearance, as if crying, he couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, Qingying's younger brothers and sisters still have feelings for my brother Li Mo, what happened just now may just be a moment of confusion!" ”

The person in charge of the cabin walked into the banquet hall at this time, glanced at it, and found that the plates were a lot empty, and hurriedly beckoned the waiter to replenish food and fruits.

Heh, these students are so good at eating, what kind of memorial service hasn't started yet, everything is almost gone, is there such a hurry?

Looking at the half fruit in Zhao Xiang's hand, the cabin leader's face darkened.

I still eat, I have replenished the goods three times, why didn't I support you?

However, due to George Benming's relationship, the person in charge of the cabin clearly knew that if the matter was unfavorable and affected Master George's plan to pick up girls, it was estimated that his future would basically be suspended.

The person in charge of the cabin rubbed his hands, walked up to Zhao Xiang, and squeezed out a kind smile.

"Classmate, is this fruit delicious? Would you like to add more? ”

Zhao Xiang puffed out his cheeks, looked at the person in charge of the cabin in a daze, suddenly thought of something, and began to feel uneasy, with a sneering look on his face.

"I'm sorry, it's expensive, isn't it?"

This fruit looks green, quite eye-catching, crisp in the mouth, extremely watery, Zhao Xiang really couldn't help but eat a few more, looking at the posture of the person in charge, this may be to charge!

It's over, it's supposed to be expensive, right? We are on the Wind Stone Star, and the fruit has never dared to buy discounts, after all, the shipping fee is super expensive, and the Wind Stone Star cannot produce delicious fruits due to climate reasons.

Now that I've eaten everything, it may not be good to swallow... It's all money.

Zhao Xiang continued to puff out his cheeks and asked, first figure out the price.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, it's nothing special, just eat if you want." The cabin leader replied.

I scolded angrily in my heart, I can't afford to eat this soil bun and this fruit, and I will get at least 200 federal points for one!

"Not expensive?" Zhao Xiang's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand, "Thank you!" Uncle, let's have five more plates! ”

The cabin leader just wanted to pump himself and let himself talk more, and left with a depressed face.

Zhao Xiangmei took two more fruits and ate them happily.

At this moment, I found that a strange classmate was facing away from me, wiping in front of the desk, and I was puzzled, hey, it seems familiar.

said it was wiping, but in fact he was eating, Li Mo was pretending to wipe the table, eating like crazy, almost every table had to go around, and every time he went around, the food on the table was less than half.

Li Mo swallowed frantically like gluttony.

If these foods are not delicious, forget it, but with George Benming's illustrious family background, how can ordinary food be put on the table, and the snacks, wines, and fruits on the table at this moment are all color, aroma, and taste, and the taste is rich, which are rare treasures.

Eating is not enough to describe Li Mo's refreshment at the moment.

It's so delicious!

Seeing that he was about to finish eating again, leaving a shallow layer at the bottom of the plate, Li Mo Shi Ran walked to the door, glanced at the waiter who was standing with his head held high, and made a look.

The waiter immediately had a pain.

What the hell is going on with this classmate wearing a mask?

This is the third time I've come over.

Every time I come over, I say that there is less food, but I obviously see that the boss of the cabin has brought people to replenish the goods several times?

The waiter's face was not very good, but he still showed a professional quality smile: "What do you need?" ”

"I didn't just ask you?" Li Mo was shocked.

I was looking for this waiter three times just now? I've asked for food three times, and he still doesn't know what he wants. With this IQ, the career future is simply bleak?

"It's me, honored guest."

"So you know what I want now?" Li Mo blinked.

"Sorry, maybe the food doesn't meet your requirements, but the amount has been increased three times, and some records may need to be made, which guest needs the food in particular?" The waiter is neither humble nor arrogant.

Belch? Li Mo touched his head, looked back at the living room, and happened to see Zhao Xiang holding the fruit and eating wildly.

"Hey, come here, come here!" Li Mo pulled the waiter, pointed at Zhao Xiang and said, "See, it's him, I haven't eaten for many days......"

The waiter suddenly realized that he had just seen the cabin boss communicating with him.

Sure enough, it's this foodie!

Hmph, what a dirt bun!

The waiter ran out of options, so he had to sigh and urge people to add food.

Li Mo came to the memorial hall triumphantly, and he was in a bad mood in an instant.

Looking at his own portrait, his eyes widened and his eyes widened.

Oh, what a sin!

"This classmate? I seem to have seen you somewhere! Zhao Xiang bit a red fruit and said indistinctly, "Oh, yes, your name is baked cake, right?" Qingying told me. ”

"Shao Bing, it's not a baked cake! Pay attention to your accent. Li Mo said with a choked voice, a bit of a male duck voice.

There's no way, the system actually needs 50 energy points to change the voice, which is too expensive, is this price rising too fast?

"Oh, Shao Bing, which department did Qingying say you came from?" Zhao Xiang thought about it, this classmate is so thin, he shouldn't like it like to be so thin.

"Ancient ...... Department of Classics. Li Mo was still wearing a mask and couldn't see his expression, otherwise he would have been wearing a gang.

What is the Department of Classical Literature, does our school really have this department?

"The poet of the future!" Zhao Xiang was in awe, and suddenly leaned in and whispered: "Baked cake classmate, do you think there is something wrong at my brother's memorial service?" ”

"What's missing?" Li Mo was inexplicable.

"The opening presiding speech, you are a professional counterpart, I heard Qingying say that it is my brother's brainless fan, you won't refuse, right?" Zhao Xiang is good at persuasion.

Brain-dead powder?

You're brain-dead, aren't you? Li Mo's face suddenly darkened.

"What are you talking about?" Qingying had been paying attention to Li Mo and couldn't help but come over and ask.

"Oh, we don't have an opening speech, aren't you from the Department of Classics? So please......" Zhao Xiang was a little afraid of Qingying, thinking of the pain of that elbow, his heart palpitated, and replied softly.

"Presiding Speech!" The beautiful eyes of the green warbler lit up.

Laughing wildly in my heart, I'm really looking forward to it, what will it be like for a big living person to write a presiding speech for his own memorial service?

"That's a good idea!" Qingying was afraid that she couldn't hold back her laughter, praised it, and walked away.

Looking at the curves of the green warbler.

Li Mo's brows twitched.

What should I write?