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Song Ming smiled awkwardly and stretched out his hand politely:

"I'm played with music...... Songming, the new student report, please take care of it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zhao Xiaochuan clenched Songming's hand:

"Being played by music is also a kind of fate, welcome to join the 421 live broadcast group, the hanger is the head of the group, Shi Yun, who is also the leader of the class, recently fell out of love, and played 'performance music';I am Zhao Xiaochuan, this class ranks 249, this is Song Dabao, one higher than me...... Little junior brother, you will be the 250th disciple of this class in the future, and I hope to practice more hard in the future to win glory for the Merry Path. ”

Song Dabao:

"Hey, what do you mean by being a false one?"

Zhao Xiaochuan:

"Because whether it's height or cultivation, in the end, I'm better than my junior brother!"

“250......”

Song Ming felt a little embarrassed, only to feel that the number did not increase or decrease, there was a **** meaning in the dark, and when he looked around, he suddenly realized a serious problem:

"Uh...... Isn't there a single bed in the whole dorm?"

Song Dabao stroked his beard and smiled, although he had almost no beard:

"You have become a monk, little junior brother, why do you still ask such a weak question? For monks, the sky is the quilt, the earth is the bed, the heaven and the earth are so big, there is no sleep everywhere, and there is ...... popping."

Zhao Xiaochuan interrupted Song Dabao:

"Hey, Dabao, don't teach the little junior brother badly-little junior brother, since you are a monk, you can only say goodbye to lying down and sleeping, and you will get used to it in the future. ”

Song Ming sweated slightly, and then asked:

"I don't think it's too early, it's the first time we meet, how about inviting you senior brothers to dinner tonight. ”

Song Dabao looked overjoyed, and then showed a mysterious smile:

"Yes, this junior brother is very good, but as senior brothers, we can't eat in vain, before eating, I thought of a small program, not only to comfort the lovelorn brother, but also to pick up the wind and wash the dust for the little brother. ”

Zhao Xiaochuan seemed to know Song Dabao's plan, and stared at Song Ming with a sideways face, looking a little embarrassed:

"I think...... Not so good. ”

Song Dabao's face does not change color:

"What's not good, don't you know, it is rumored that there is a genius girl among the newborns, known as Sister Rotten Wood, not only talented, but also pure and lovely, and there is even gossip that this girl is the illegitimate daughter of the principal...... Where do you want to find such a girl, we won't go and take a look, so that we can get to know each other as soon as possible, and we will be committed to them as soon as our senior brother or junior brother shows talent...... Look, someone on the fish has already started a live broadcast, wow, Sister Rotten Wood has just entered the bathhouse, hurry up, if it's too late, there will be no place outside the bathhouse!"

Song Ming was stunned.

Bathhouse?

Voyeurism?

Commitment?

It seems that the wind flow channel really has a bit of the meaning of the wind flow channel.

Song Ming praised it wildly in his heart, but he said:

"That's ...... Isn't that okay?"

Zhao Xiaochuan glanced at Song Dabao:

"Maybe it's for the noble live broadcast career, Dabao, you have worked hard, but the senior brother is already drunk, how can you watch it, and how can you be committed?"

Song Ming looked nervously at Shi Yun hanging upside down on the drying rack.

But I didn't want Shi Yun to be excited, so I turned over and landed steadily:

"I'm sorry, I woke up suddenly. ”

Songming sweats like a waterfall:

"Mourning heart, sickness, madness!"

......

In this way, the four of them left the dormitory, and Edgeworth rode the wind, and Yushi carried Songming to the girls' bathhouse on Grass and Wood Road...... Because this proud girl named "Sister Rotten Wood" is a first-year student of Caomu Road.

The main function of each professional bathhouse is not actually to decontaminate, but a kind of advanced bathing, fumigating with various spiritual herbs and elixirs such as water, so that people can soak in it, and can obtain a spiritual power cycle several times higher than that of meditation, which is conducive to rapid recovery and advancement.

There is a unified standard bath (public), and there is also a private bath with an elixir package of your choice, and this rotten wood sister consumes a private bath.

In fact, the private bath is not completely enclosed, in a high position on all four sides, one side has a window, and the other three sides are installed with a spiritual power circulation machine (similar to an air conditioner), which allows some obscene voyeurs to take advantage of it.

The sunset was as red as blood, struggling on the edge of the night.

The four of Songming landed in the wind.

When Songming rode the wind in the sky, he was still in high spirits, sometimes lamenting that the world was going down, sometimes sighing that he couldn't wait, but when he landed, his heartbeat couldn't stop accelerating, his cheeks were flushed with a trace of burning clouds, and his whole head was hot like paste.

The four of them turned to the side of the house and came to the outside of the eighth private bath, and they were stunned.

There is actually a group of disciples who are quietly, densely, and enthusiastically active in this narrow land, practicing "seriously" in all kinds of strange ways.

Some people are reading silently, some are practicing swords, some are meditating against the wall, some are playing cards quietly, some are standing on the branches of trees to watch the scenery, some are studying telescopes higher and farther, and even worse, lying on the outer wall of the bathhouse to make gecko-shapes, doing hard biomimetic research.

The four of Songming also wanted to find some way to "practice", but Zhao Xiaochuan put on live broadcast glasses and looked around for a long time, but there was no place for "practice" with a qualified vision.

Song Zhao and the others couldn't hide their frustration:

"It's too late......"

"I shouldn't have live-streamed the laundry concert if I knew it wouldn't have live......"

Shi Yun raised his glass:

"Blame me...... What do you think, junior brother?"

Song Ming felt that if he spent some money to trade with students, he might be able to get a few suitable observation decks, but in his opinion, voyeurism was a very private thing, but there were too many voyeurs, and there was only one goal, and the atmosphere was too harmonious, so he was not nervous at all.

If peeping is a safe thing, what is the difference between going to the vegetable market and buying a cabbage?

An evil thought came to Songming's mind.

He used the system to scan the entire spiritual level, and found that it was full of first-grade students, and the highest spiritual level was only 15 in addition to Shi Yun's level 19, which showed that the real high-level students did not disdain to do such obscene things as voyeurism...... At most, they will hide on the other end of the network and give crazy tips to the voyeur room.

"That's how easy things will be. ”

Thinking about it like this, Song Ming's face was awe-inspiring, he didn't answer Shi Yun directly, but swaggered into the crowd, cleared his throat, and said softly like the wind, but loudly:

"The wind of the world is going down, the wind of the world is going down...... What's wrong with this school? What's wrong with compulsory education? What's wrong with our society? Our glorious traditions have been abandoned? Our noble souls have been eaten by insects? Your parents have worked hard to earn money to send you to school, just to peek at the girls taking a bath? When I was studying for the rise of the sun civilization, you were studying for the earthworm **** under your crotch, do you dare to take the pharmacy Bilian?!"

This soft voice made the audience freeze suddenly.

"Who is this?"

Song Ming did not answer this question, but gave up the tone of ridicule, and instead interpreted Marxism-Leninism with his life in an emotional way of "reading the text according to the role":

"The most precious thing for a person is life, and there is only one life for each person, and a person's life should be spent like this: when he recalls the past, he will not regret because he peeps at his sister, nor will he be ashamed of his brother's erection, and when he is dying, he can say: My whole life and all my energy are dedicated to the most magnificent cause in the world - study hard and make progress every day. ”

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Preview: Chapter 0026, get in the car, with my technique, I won't turn over