Please accept the fact that I have not passed CET-6.

The BRICS countries have all experienced a frenzy and a heat wave for corn planting.

Belch.

I don't know if it's right or not.

Everyone is welcome to shoot bricks.

Anyway, I was not lightly by this corn cannon.

Alas......

They're probably trying to defend me.

Gagantel.

That's how you can grow corn.

And what else is the 22 gun formation.

I was shocked.

Come on.

Eat cookies.

I smiled sweetly and pulled out a cookie.

Gigantic !!!!!!

Yikes!!!!!!!!!!

I rushed towards the pharmacist with a huge lamp pole.

Burst.

I'm angry.

I blinked.

Look down.

Now that it is in front of the pharmacist.

That's it.

I pinched the end of the lamppole.

Shove him into the pharmacist's mouth.

Then put a whole bag of cookies on the pharmacist's lap.

Beckoned.

Out of the perfect four-four shot room.

Unconsciously.

It was getting dark.

There is a full moon hanging in the sky.

Six o'clock to half past six.

Music time for dinner.

Since I chewed my teeth, I was healthy.

So I can't eat anymore.

I went back to the dark dormitory.

The white-haired witch's eyes are in the dark.

Glows a faint blue light.

She straightened her upper body and tilted her chin up.

Towering faces spread on the top near the ceiling to bare the living beings.

Can I brush the picture.

Let's play puzzles. 】

How many pieces.

【3000.】

Oh.

Deal.

He's just 1,000 more than the sum of my doubles.

[What game, the panel is so low.] 】

Not a problem with the game.

Because the upper limit of physical and magical attacks of the beautiful girl Dream Factory I play is 1000

Actually, the double attack I just talked about is in the online game.

Actually, it's very low.

Because I didn't spend money.

And it's also much lower than some players.

Sprinkle.

Let's go buy a big piece of cardboard to put together a puzzle.

[Let's fight on the ground.] 】

Belch.

Good.

I'll mop the floor now.

1 minute later.

Wiped it off.

Puzzles fall from the sky.

[Let's fight. 】

I crouched on the ground.

Put together the puzzle pieces.

10 hours later.

I put the last piece of the puzzle on top with bloodshot eyes.

The puzzles come together like an electronic version on a computer.

The texture becomes very thin.

But it's sturdy.

Sketch paper the same.

Automatic roll-up.

It's like a kindergarten diploma.

Tie a bow with ribbon paper.

I collapsed with my head in my right hand pocket stuffed with toilet paper.

Everyone walked past me for morning class.

The towering face of the white-haired witch is illuminated by the morning sun.

Time.

Another day earlier.