Chapter 2: Classmate Mengwa

"The master is here," I don't know if the schoolboy screamed~

After the sound, the Mengtong people rushed to their seats, as if the bookshelves that had been on hold for a long time were suddenly filled with neat books, and they all sat upright.

Xingzi laughed in his heart: it is worthy of being a schoolchild enrolled by the Star Academy, either talented or with a deep family background, and his parents must have told him in advance:

"What is preconceived is to leave a good first impression on the master! No matter how skinned it is, it must be held by Lao Tzu, and it must be pretended to pass this formation."

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"Bang dang, bang dang", a shadow crossed the threshold and stepped into a straw sandal,

Xingzi visually measured that the person was about 1.7 meters, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a neat board head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tiger's head.

Dressed in sackcloth, his bare skin was black and red, and he was very strong. Carrying a long black iron box that was head to foot with him, the sound came from the iron box.

The schoolchildren are a little stupid, this is not like the master! Why is the master dressed like this? Besides, even they can see that the guy who came here looks childish in his simplicity.

The guy who came in was also stunned by the atmosphere in the school, and then walked to the last row of seats without squinting, and happened to sit next to Xingzi.

"Hello, my name is Mai Jia, his name is Xingzi, what is your name?"

Before he had time to return to his place, Mai Jia asked very familiarly, and by the way, he also squeezed into the bench and sandwiched the guy in the center.

"Oh hello, my name is Tai Shiman, I'm ten years old this year, please advise!" Tai Shiman replied stunned, and then added: "I'm from the mountains, I'm an ironworker!" As if remembering something, Tai Shiman hurriedly clasped his hands into fists.

Hahaha Everyone laughed, it's not that the children look down on him, they just think he's funny!

Mai Jia had already curiously touched the iron box that Tai Shiman was carrying, "What is in it, is it a person?"

Xingzi rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said in his heart: "This bear child, you should be a coffin, if it is, at least it can hold two of you."

"My father won't let me show it casually," Tai Shiman said with a blushing face.

In the end, it is from the earth society, Xingzi patted Tai Shiman's shoulder and said:

"I know, you can call me Ah Xing, just don't call me an orangutan, you can call him Ah Jia, let's call you Ah Man,

In the future, we will be classmates, classmates on a stool, and a cultivator on a stool~"

"There is also a stool on the ascension~" Mai Jia used the strength of the milk to tilt one end of the bench to the sky.

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Haha, hee-hee, it turned out that it was not the master, and the children continued to call the king~

Some people see it every day, but their hearts are like passers-by, and some people meet them on the road, but they seem to know each other.

It's like a bosom friend in a previous life, and each other's hearts are so close, and now the three children connected on a bench are like this.

If life is only as it is when I first saw Zijin Tang Donghua Amon