When I started school, I met three new people. Little pig, Zhu Youcai, the heir of Lieshanzhang. Xiaoming, Shaolin authentic Qi Mei stick. There are also pavilion bears, nunchucks, which are also Shaolin authentic. Piggy is a medium-fat man, and will always make exaggerated movements and roar in English. Xiaoming always had a lot of weird ideas in his head. He created his own stick technique and insisted on showing it to us on the way back from dinner. He took us to a meadow, and after interrupting the silver fir worth 150,000 yuan on the meadow, he asked us: How is it, have you felt the momentum of thousands of troops and horses galloping from this set of stick methods?

"Damn, if Xiaoming hadn't been caught by the security guards..."Little Pig smashed a table in the class with his backhand, "I really want to fight him." ”

- It's almost the end of the evening.

It rained for five days from the day school started. Until I entered the class, I was still hanging under the dark clouds.

At that time, I didn't know Xiaozhu, and Xiaoming and Tingxiong talked about dormitory layout in the class, because two weeks later, a dormitory culture competition would be held. was chatting, and suddenly a fat man rushed over and hugged Tingxiong and Xiaoming.

"Haha, I'm here for supe

He made a two-finger gesture and pointed at us.

"Little pig, don't be surprised. Supe

"Su, your sister," Tingxiong sat on the table, his feet in his pants dangling outside the table.

Little Pig didn't take Tingxiong's scolding seriously at all: "I'll tell you a good news." I heard something earth-shattering. Would you like to hear it?"

"What's the news" Xiaoming asked, he was sitting on the window, half of his butt was outside the window, making people worry that he would fall at any time.

"Tell me about it"

"Give money, give money, I took a lot of effort to find out, I want to hear money. ”

"No money, love to talk or not" Tingxiong looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly asked with a sense of understanding, "Grass, are you going to eavesdrop on the female voice again" He folded a paper airplane and gestured back and forth to try the feel.

Little Pig didn't pay attention to Tingxiong's words, as if he hadn't heard them at all. The god said mysteriously, "Do you know that there is a school flower in our class? ”

"Little pig, do you believe in such a miraculous thing as a school flower. And we're freshmen now, and we haven't even seen our faces, so where did we come from? Tingxiong said.

"Let me tell you, the newspapers and media in the school have inquired about the girls' families long before they enter the school. I think it's possible that Piggy said. The impossible is the most likely. "Xiaoming always likes to say things that don't make sense.

Piggy grabbed the paper airplane of the pavilion bear and made a few gestures, but did not throw it out. That's when I was discovered.

"Who is this, new friend? I love making new friends the most. ”

"His name is also not, he is a cultivator, and he may be our roommate in the future. Xiaoming said.

“supe

!!" Little Pig roared again and stretched out his fat hand, "Hello, my name is Zhu Youcai, you can also call me Big Brother Pig." ”

"Pig, your sister, call him little pig," Tingxiong said.

"Hello, my name is no. "I said,

At this time, Xiaoming secretly whispered into Little Pig's ear, "Little Piggy, where is the school flower you just said, I think I have an obligation to taste it." ”

Tingxiong heard these words: "Wow, Xiaoming, you pervert." ”

"Chromophobia, too, these are the words of the old master. Xiaoming explained.

The two of them walked to the door near the hallway. Pointing to a girl in a water blue Hanfu, both of them couldn't help but "woo!!" after seeing it, probably because the girl was really good-looking.

Tingxiong and I also looked at it because of their surprise, but we didn't see the face, but we always felt that we had seen it. But I didn't continue to explore, I was always afraid of trouble.

I asked Tingxiong: "When will the class meeting start?"

"What time is it?"

"Ten Points"

"It should start at nine o'clock, in the martial arts arena. Tingxiong finally threw the paper airplane out, "No, what kind of weapon did you use?"

I originally wanted to talk about Liu Yejian, but remembering my grandfather's assassination, I said, "Just by a pair of fists." What weapons do you use. ”

"Nunchuck" he lifted his denim jacket, and a dark red nunchucks inlaid with gold were pinned to the inner lining.

Just as we were talking, someone suddenly called out: "Who, so unqualified, throwing paper airplanes." "It turned out that the paper airplane thrown by Tingxiong just now was deflected by the wind of the ceiling fan and hit the back of the head of a black and thin girl with a ponytail. She was talking and laughing with several other girls in the class, including the school girl, and probably chatting about some gossip. Her screams drew attention to the Pavilion Bear.

Tingxiong heard the girl's call and sighed: "This is the end." ”

The thin black girl glanced around the class, and was quickly attracted by Tingxiong's apologetic smile, and walked straight towards Tingxiong.

"Dead Bear is not your paper airplane yet. ”

"I didn't throw it, he's still it," Tingxiong pointed to Xiaoming, who was secretly watching the school flowers. But he really won't lie, the truth is written on his face.

"I saw you throwing paper airplanes over just now, dead bear, hum. The girl didn't seem to blame him, and twisted back to the fierce chat line just now.

Tingxiong grimaced helplessly at me.

"Do you know her?" I asked.

"From the same village as me, her father killed pigs. So when you listen to her cry, it's not like the sound of a pig when it's killed. Tingxiong said to me. However, he didn't know why, or the girl's sixth sense was too strong, and she actually heard it. I saw her turn around and glared at Tingxiong, "Ruan Tingxiong, if you dare to speak ill of me behind your back, hum!" She seemed to be very reluctant to scold Tingxiong, and when she was about to scold, she ended up with a "hum".

Tingxiong made a small gesture: "The woman spares her life, I won't say it." ”

When the girl turned around, Tingxiong said to me again, "Women are terrible. ”

I looked at the girl's back. She's thin, but she's not the sickly hunchback. She straightened her waist, pursed her lips, and nodded violently when she met her approval.