MTL - Quick Transmigration: I’m Almost Dead-Chapter 108 Only father in the world is good (2)

Every time in a mission world, Chen’s acting is going straight down in a horrific multiple, almost from 100 to 50 to 0.

He has just arrived and his acting position is at 100.

With a huge depression, Chen adjusted himself to the state of the main summer. He began to tremble with a sigh of relief. He was very good at leveling and very layered. He first held the bowl and then the lips. Finally, It is the whole body.

In the heart of the original Lord, Sheng Qing is a demon-like existence, powerful, horrible, and awe. When the mouse sees the cat, he can hide. He can’t even hide, and he trembles in the same place.

Chen looked down and made a pitiful look crying because of fear. The eyelashes were condensed with small drops of water. Not only that, but he also challenged the difficult movement of biting his lips for the first time.

The system said, "Yes."

The little man in Chen’s heart is swinging proudly, using nunchakus and hip-hops. “What kind of reaction is everyone, you tell me.”

He lowered his head, except that he could see his thighs, and other farts could not be seen.

The system said, "Your grandmother and your two younger brothers are gloating, waiting for you to be trained and get out of the living room."

Chen asked, "What about me?"

The system said, "You look at you and wonder about your looks."

The trough is really good, and the two cockroaches on Chen’s head are shaking. He is sure that Sheng Qing does not know which grade the original Lord is reading, let alone a few years old.

Of course, the two teenagers’ studies, Sheng Qing should have no leisure to pay attention.

When Sheng Qing brought the original master back to the Sheng family, he would ask a question from his subordinates, but the original master was only swearing, and he asked everything to say nothing, and he still shivered and cried.

Weakness, inferiority, timidity, incompetence, and poorness are all things that Shengqing can't tolerate.

So slowly, the number of times the engine has been asked has become very small.

Later, in order to block the mouths of the old people in the family, Sheng Qing engaged in two adopted children. They learned all the 18 martial arts in the chess and calligraphy paintings. They were very good, and they turned the original master to nothing more. The same, either can not see, seeing it will only feel unsightly.

I want to attract the attention of Sheng Qing, I hear a compliment from his mouth, light is not enough, it must be the best one.

The original master tried hard, and the other two worked harder than him. He was far away from the two embarrassed people. He felt that he couldn’t learn anything well, and he couldn’t compare it. He had already abandoned himself.

Now the two adopted children are in the dark, and it is not necessarily who wins and who loses.

After a short silence, Mrs. Sheng spoke. "Summer, what's going on with you, take a spoon and get it."

Chen twitched his lips, waited, and felt that the nose was hot, not ventilated, and began to make a sound, with a crying, "Is sorry for...

Mrs. Sheng did not disguise her disgust. "How big is the person, still crying."

She swept to two teenagers, and the color of satisfaction emerged. "The boy will have a boy. You look at your two younger brothers. When are they crying like you?"

The two teenagers did not make a sound, it was very well-behaved.

Chen put the volume to the lightest and smallest. "Grandma, Dad, I won't be next time."

What happened next was a very strange thing.

He suddenly began to cry, and the tears that could not be controlled were like two small sluices in his eyes, which were now being opened and smashed out.

Chen cried and asked the system. "Fuck, what happened, I don't want to cry?"

The system said, "I forgot to tell you that the original owner is a crying bag."

Chen continued to cry. "How do I stop?"

The system said, "Cry enough to stop."

Chen Zai, "..."

The system said, "There is a cry of the original master, and your acting skills are dropped. The possibility of being suspected will be reduced."

"So good, why am I not happy at all?"

Chen was crying and was out of breath, pumping and slamming, tears slid down his cheeks and slammed into his neck.

No one cares about him, it’s already strange.

The man above got up and left the table and didn't look at it.

Mrs. Sheng asked the servant to clean up the table. She picked up the handkerchief next to her and wiped her hand. "I don't want to have a breakfast."

"Xiaoguang, Xiaojing, you don't go back at night. Tomorrow's weekend, Grandma takes you to the aquarium to see dolphins."

Shengguang drank milk, and the one-faced face with milk raised the cute smile of the little angel. "Grandma, no, I have to make up the class."

Sheng Jingchang’s appearance is a bit cold, and he is also the same sentence.

"How can I make up the class? I want my grandmother to say that your father is too strict." The sentence that Mrs. Sheng followed up was a bit mean. "You go back to get the highest score, still work hard, some people, the last one." I haven't seen a job."

Chen has another fight, when she is farting.

In the same year, the original father and his father were one of the large number of people who succumbed to the struggle and seized the power. It was also one of the few people that Mrs. Sheng did not want to see. Naturally, his children were not much better.

If it wasn’t for Sheng Qing’s personal account, everyone would cover his mouth, and Mrs. Sheng said that she had told her the original owner that the original owner would have no face to stay any longer and get out of it.

Soon, the living room left Chen another person, he was still snoring, his eyes were red, and his nose was also.

So irritating.

Sheng Qing is the most tired of others crying. Isn’t he going to step on the thunder?

Chen blinked his eyes and went upstairs and squeezed a towel to cover it.

After a short time, the maid called him and went to the grave.

The grave of the ancestors of the Sheng family is in the back hill.

Today's weather is not good, the clouds are overcast, and it is possible to rain at any time.

Chen pulled the sweater's hat up, and walked down the end of the team, looking at the flowers and plants from time to time.

The owner returned, and the servants did not fully converge on the usual slaps and contempt, because in their view, midsummer is a waste, how can it be noticed by the owner.

Chen, who just took over the waste script, wanted to counterattack.

Is there a saying that is not the case, the dream is still there, if it is realized.

The system said, "That is a hell."

Chen Youzhen, "Bite you!"

There is a servant who said, "Xia Shaoye, you are grinding behind, and you are disrespectful to the ancestors of the Sheng family. The wife is to blame."

Chen stepped up and walked over from her.

The servant was upset, and the person on the side pulled her. "What do you think about a waste?"

Chen in front heard it again.

Hey, the original owner has lived in such a dirty atmosphere for more than a decade, and it is no wonder that he will commit suicide in depression.

In exchange for his words, Chen put his hand in his jeans pocket, and he laughed twice. He would only make others into depression.

When I went to the grave, there was a strong wind, and the trees on the mountain were shaken.

Chen stood on the side and looked at the man who was scented at the grave and recalled the other person's personal information.

Sheng Qing is an old man. When he was a child, he was a little thin, his brain was stupid, and there was a little stutter. The two older brothers were better than him. They often laughed at him stupidly and learned to talk.

Once there was a crossfire, Sheng Qing’s father saved two brothers. He was taken away and lived in **** for three years.

It was his own escape, killing, escaping, and suffering from the fear and suffering of blood. At that time, his age was still very small.

After Sheng Qing fled back to the Sheng family, everyone including his parents did not care how he had survived the past three years. What happened during the period, whether he was injured or not, how he escaped.

Perhaps in the big family, bloodshed, failure, bullying, |insult, and even death are all normal things.

If you don't want to be treated as a pawn, you will become the strongest and decide the life and death of others.

Sheng Shou is still a stupid child, and all the insidious deceitfulness he has learned in the past has been used by those who have given up on himself.

He sown the big net and then recycled it a little bit.

Because Shengqing had prepared for it, when he learned that his father would once again give him up, he chose to take the initiative to attack. A self-||phase||disability||kill||

The value of bad thoughts is much better.

Chen had a headache on his head. He was shocked. He looked down and found out that it was a pine cone that fell from the tree.

He was about to pick it up and play, and a brand-name white sneaker appeared in his field of vision.

Seeing the color, Chen knows that it is a young boy. This person loves white alone. If someone wears a color with him, he will be unhappy. Oh, I really think that I am an angel.

"Summer brother, this pine cone is so beautiful, you pick it up and give it to me."

The voice of the teenager is soft and sound.

Chen grabbed the pine cone and stood up and handed it to Sheng Guang. "Light brother, take it and play."

Shengguang did not reach out and pick it up. The pine cone fell to his feet. He was stunned and a little innocent. "Summer brother, I am sorry, I have not received it yet. Would you please help me?"

Chen’s thumb moved, his brother, my brother really wants to give you a compliment, and then let you||he||Mother’s where to go.

Mom||Forcing, you have to force||老||子骂!

Chen is now a poor summer, not to mention that Shengguang let him lick a pine cone on the ground. It is Shengguang who wants a leaf on the tree. He feels good and he has to climb up and pick it up.

Because there have been similar things in the past, more than once, the midsummer is the thing that the two teenagers pass the time.

The second time the pine cone was picked up, Chen did not hand it, but used the other hand to catch the light and stuff the pine nut into his hand.

I have to cry again, and Chen is screaming hard. "Light brother, steady, don't get rid of it again this time."

When I finished, I pretended to go to find the pinecone. I didn't want to wait for a second. Otherwise, Chen wouldn't help but smash the good-looking hairstyle of the young boy into a bird's nest, so that you would like to ruin others at a young age. The young master was born, and luck was a good time for a young master. He began to toss and died sooner or later.

Sheng Guang looked at the pine cones in his hand. He smacked his mouth and smacked his face. He took a packet of paper towels from his pocket.

The footsteps approached and Shengjing walked up from the left and said, "How come you suddenly have an interest in a waste?"

Shengguang took a thin towel and wiped his hands, "boring."

He threw the paper towel into a group and threw it into the grass, muttering and saying, "Dad is coming back to the grave every year, and I want to bring us, I really don't know what it means."

Shengjing looked at the tall figure not far away. "You can ask Dad."

Shengguang also looked at the past, full of worship and admiration. He seemed to think of something terrible and terrible. His face was white and his voice was a little different. "Forget it, I don't want to see my father's black face look. ""

Chen walked away and groaned, and cut off a few tender ones||The green new branch took him to the side of the man.

He looked at the other side to set up || sacrifice||goods, pour a new soil into the grave, and handed the new branch in the hand.

Sheng Qing glanced at it, did not say anything, just pick it up, insert ||| on the new soil.

This scene was captured by the presence, and they all had their own thoughts.

At the time of the girl, an episode occurred.

Every time I came here, it was a good weather. Unlike today, there is no sun. I still have a day of rain yesterday. The ground is wet, with grass and mud.

The white light of Shengguang, he was afraid that the pants were dirty, and he laid a lot of paper. When he fell down, he was still annoyed.

Chen looked around and his face kept pumping.

He has read the information of Shengqing. Although the inside of the other party is violent||戾, kill||戮, there is no family, but Qingming’s grave is in the other side. It is inexplicable more important than anything. No matter what work is done that day, it will be cancelled. .

It seems that it is a way of self-comfort, giving myself the sorrow of the year ||心||病|| madness to find a legitimate reason, ancestors, I am the son of a family, everything is good for the family.

Sheng Qing will never allow anyone who is disrespectful in front of the tombstones of the ancestors, so Shengguang will be unlucky.

Chen waited less than five seconds, and everyone, including Mrs. Sheng, saw Shengguang’s behavior in front of the tombstone, and his expression changed.

A low voice sounded, "Shengguang, you don't have to worry."

Sheng Guang was a happy first, then went to check if his white trousers were dirty, and finally realized that the atmosphere was wrong.

He used the light to observe the man and found that the other's thin lips were slightly stunned, but a small change made him afraid of a cold war. "Dad, I..."

Sheng Qing heads up, "Leave."

Sheng Guang did not dare to say a word more. He bit his lip and smacked his face with a small face.

Chen secretly went to see another teenager, standing coveted, like a tall pine tree, and did not care about Shengguang’s words and deeds.

He didn't miss Shengguang's look at Shengqing's eyes before, and he liked it. It's not impossible. There is no blood relationship between the two people. It is adopted, and a strong man like Shengqing is too easy to be a god. Worship.

However, Chen is still not sure whether Shengjing also likes his own adoptive father. The other party’s mind is deeper and harder to see.

Mrs. Sheng shouted Chen, "Summer, what are you doing?"

Chen hurried back to God. In the past, he squatted directly in front of the tombstone. He was very sincere, his mouth was still moving, and he was reading something. It was a gesture of worshipping the elders.

There was a hint of surprise on Mrs. Sheng’s face.

In the past years, I have never seen such a rule.

When he went down the mountain, Chen was still at the end. The original owner was a background. He had been doing it for more than ten years, so he is still in the background, and it is difficult to change the status quo for a while.

He thought about things in a mess, so hey.

In this world, not only to complete the task, but also to go to school, this is too difficult.

There was a voice coming from the top of his head. "Why didn't you go to school for a few days?"

Chen was a spirited one. He saw the man standing in front of himself and didn't know when he came. He didn't notice it.

After thinking about it, Chen also said a line that fits a school slag. "Dad, I don't understand."

Sheng Qing's brow wrinkles, no longer say more.

The mud did not help the wall, and it was useless. Chen followed up and stepped on the shadow of the man. "Dad, I want the teacher to give me a lesson."

Sheng Qing’s footsteps kept on, “Oh? Why did you suddenly have this idea?”

Because I want to attract your attention, Chen said, "I will be a senior year next year, I want to test m."

Sheng Qing asked, "Which one is it?"

Chen was very embarrassed and his face was red. "Every door has to be filled."

Sheng Qing said, "After two days."

Chen said happily, "Thank you Dad!"

As soon as he was excited, he stepped up and stepped on the man's heel.

In the trough, can you make a long snack? Chen took a moment and took out the original character set. He said, "Dad, I didn't mean it."

Sheng Qing turned and went to see, the young and slim body stood straight, the legs were close together, the head went down, and a child made a mistake, waiting for the parents to reprimand.

Very awkward.

His gaze swept over the shackles of the young man's forehead, and then went to see the boy's face, all tears.

Sheng Qing’s brow wrinkles, “What are you crying?”

Chen was crying and fainting. I don't know, oh, I don't want to cry.

He cried and said, "Dad, father, dad... I was wrong..."

Because of the uneven smell, I said several dads in one breath.

Sheng Qing's face is slightly pumped.

Chen has been bowing his head, not waiting for reprimand, only to see the pair of black shoes stepping away from his line of sight in two steps and three steps.

When the person is gone, the pressure is gone, he will not cry.

Chen snorted his nose, wiped his tears with a paper towel, and wiped his neck. When he finished, he put the paper towel back into his trouser pocket. There was no trash can on the mountain.

He called the system in his heart. "I didn't expose anything just now?"

The system says, "No."

Chen and Chang Chang breathed a sigh of relief, he thought there was no, or Sheng Sheng would not leave.

The system said, "Pray well."

This time, I added two more words when I said it earlier.

Chen almost wrestled to the ground.

Going back to the room, Chen had nothing to do, he turned his desk and saw a blue-skinned diary with a gel pen inside.

what is this?

Chen leaned against the desk and picked up the diary. The first page begins with the days when I and Daxie.

Who is Daxie?

He looked down, his eyes suddenly stunned, and the word that the dog climbed was his, and he would not admit his mistake.

Chen grabbed the diary and frowned. "Right, this is what I wrote up in the middle of the night. It's strange, why do I write this thing?"

A person talked to himself for a while, and Chen turned back. There were five headings, namely, Da Yu Qin Feng, He Siyang, Lei Ming, simple president, Chen Shi, two dogs, each title below There are four or five pages of content, very detailed, from how to get to know how to end.

No, I didn’t die at the Internet cafe yesterday, and then I was taken to the world to do the task?

Chen stared at the diary in a strange way. It wouldn't all be related to me. He immediately asked the system, "What is going on here?"

The system says, "It's what you think."

Chen frowned. "So, why didn't I have any impression?"

The system said, "just ten minutes ago, all your data was cleared by one click."

Chen slammed again.

Ten minutes ago, what I was doing, it seemed to be playing on the textbooks on the bookshelf.

There are no exceptions at all.

Chen grabbed his head, pulled off the rubber band, and then grabbed it. Right, he remembered. The system told him to help him apply for this test.

Lying in the trough, my memory has become a good garbage, and my mind is messy, like being a big ||cannon||bomb||cannon||boom, a mess, Chen carefully read it, close the diary I couldn’t think of it at all.

"I am not mentally retarded?"

System, "What do you think?"

Chen Zai, "Don't talk, I have to think about it."

He closed his eyes and tried to clean up the mess in his head and piece together the incomplete pieces.

After a long time, Chen opened his eyes and turned a little red. He didn't know why it was because of a headache, or something else. "Can the data be restored?"

The system says, "There is no backup."

Chen added, "Impossible, I know you are teasing me."

The system is silent.

Chen wants to cry again. "You hate it."

He sat down to open the computer, spread the diary under the eyes, and built a text to start typing the above.

When Chen finished the experience of the last two dogs, he pressed the full stop and became a blank in his mind. One word did not remember.

This feeling is really powerless.

Chen also threw the diary on the table and held his hand on his head. So, this is not his first mission world, but the sixth. The five fronts have their own hardships, but they have all been completed. It is.

He has been dying for a long time, and there is still a way to go from home.

The system made a squeaking voice, and before he said anything, he was stopped by Chen. "Now don't talk to me!"

After the chair fell down, Chen was in the room | violent | | go |, so bad, if there is a chance to complete the system just fine.

The servant passed by, and when he heard the movement, he knocked on the door and asked.

Chen sucked his nose and turned his head and said to the door, "Nothing."

The footsteps outside the door went far and were quiet.

Chen lay down on the bed, smashed the quilt, wrapped it again, and did not move.

He fell asleep unconsciously. He woke up at noon, slept, his head didn't hurt, his mind was not messed up, he was sober, just two words - go home.

"Congratulations, brainwashing success."

System, "Congratulations, the goal of going home is more clear."

Chen Hehehe, "Thank you."

System, "You're welcome."

Chen Zai, "bye bye."

System, "..."

After finishing the grave, Sheng Qing’s car left, and Sheng Guang Sheng Jing did not stay.

In the big house, there is only one waste, a lot of servants, and a free egg, a wide-ranging wife who has an abnormal menopause.

On Monday morning, Chen got up early and went to school.

It takes nearly half an hour to walk down the mountain, and then to the bus stop, it takes a few more minutes, the summer is fine, the morning is bright, the winter is troublesome, and the five or six points are still black.

Sheng Qing’s versatile machine, how can you manage this sesame little thing?

Mrs. Sheng, who can manage, did not send the words to the driver. The original owner walked on his own. In winter, he ran and cried on the black lacquered road.

After some tossing to the school, Chen’s shoes were all muddy and the trouser legs were not clean. He bought an egg cake in his early morning stall and rushed to the classroom.

The original master was in the second and fifth classes, the liberal arts class.

According to the memory of the original master, Chen is still sitting on the left side of the entrance to the first row near the aisle.

To be honest, this location is very bad.

If there is any dictation, answer the question, the teacher will naturally come here, and the chances of being selected are quite large.

To die, Chen is still sitting outside.

He dropped the bag on the table and quickly solved the egg cake. The whole person was sitting on the chair, his eyes closed, his legs straightened, and he was half dead.

"Step aside."

There was a voice at the top of the head. Chen yawned again and looked up. Hey, the school grass came, early, the big boy.

Xiao Yan twisted his eyebrows and stepped back. "What are you looking at?"

Chen took his legs again, and he was still lazy, but he was crying for him. He wanted to cry a little. He quickly flipped through the book and diverted his attention.

"I didn't see anything."

Xiao Wei fried hair, at first glance, it is still getting up, "Fuck, I saw both eyes!"

Early in the morning, what the buddy, eat the leek dumplings, the taste is not small, Chen moved the chair forward, giving people a place. "Xiao, I haven't seen you for a few days, you seem to be more handsome." ”

The expression on Xiao Yan’s face changed immediately. He suspected that he had a problem with his ear. He looked down on the past. It’s true that it’s not a ghost or a ghost.

"You get up."

Chen’s **** did not leave the chair. “You can go in such a big space.”

Xiao Yan eyes, usually when he came over, this kid would push the chair forward, stand on his side, wait for him to go in and dare to sit down, what is going on today, the brain is caught by the door?

"I want you to get up and give way to Laozi."

Chen is not up, the death of the original Lord, half of the reason is that he is weak, half of the reason is given by the people around him, there is a copy of the same table, no less bullying in the face of the class, took him The nickname of a "little fairy" is still yelling in the class, maliciously mocking.

The original Lord is a little crying bag.

Being bullied and crying, afraid of crying, nervous crying, grievances crying, thinking about things crying, watching flowers crying, writing homework, can suddenly cry.

For others, it’s very sparse things. In that case, it’s changed. He can watch a comedy movie and cry.

The same table must have seen more people than others. As soon as the school found out that the original owner was crying, he laughed at him and asked deliberately in the tone of concern. "How did the little fairy cry again?"

The original Lord will squat at the corner of the clothes, and the bangs cover his eyes and silently tears.

Once, the school grass did not know what the wind was, so I held the original master's hand and asked him what happened.

This is a small action, the original owner likes the colonel.

The tragedy happened on a snowy night.

The original master saw the school grass and a girl kiss at the corner, he blushes to stay there, do not know to run, the result was found by the school grass.

The school is forbidden | early | | love, everyone is sneaking, really spread, the class teacher will have a phone call, ask their parents to drink tea.

Therefore, school grass threatens the original owner.

The original owner was panic at the time and directly confessed.

The school grass stepped back and said to him, "You are disgusting."

After that incident, the original owner was sick, and then returned to the classroom, the bangs were longer, and they stopped talking, like a ghost.

His desk changed for others, and in the second semester, he became a school grass, but they never had any exchanges.

Hey.

Chen took a look at the school grass. He hated a group of people who gave others a nickname. Who do you think you are? Do not respect people at all.

Xiao Wei pushed Chen’s shoulder again, “Get up for Laozi!”

Chen was pushed to the desk, and the books above all went out, and his fire slammed.

At this time, the obesity figure of the class teacher appeared at the door of the classroom.

Xiao Yan’s eyes turned, and he slammed Chen and went to the seat inside. He took off his school uniform and took it to the chair.

Early self-study began.

Chen was dizzy in the surrounding endorsement. He held the language and wanted to die.

The Shengguang Shengjing two teenagers all scored high scores, and the Chinese essay scores perfect. He can't attract the attention of the target, so forget it.

Well, forget it.

Chen was a lot easier. He hurriedly flipped over the page of the school and quickly turned over there. He found that it was "difficult to swear", and he didn't know anything.

"噫噫, 危高哉..."

Oh, the first three words don't know what the ghost is. Chen took his head to the book and grabbed his face. Look at the notes below and take it seriously.

Because the class teacher came over, he stood next to him and spoke to the school grass.

The school grass is the squad leader, the first class is very good.

Chen listened to it again. It was the spring sports meeting. The class teacher asked the school to follow up the work and not to drop.

As soon as the class teacher left, Chen continued to squat.

The voice in his ear is very mixed. The two girls in the back are discussing the court drama last night. Which one is poisonous, whoever is dead, who is really ugly.

On the other side of the aisle, the girls in the early Chinese self-study were carrying English, and the words were all over.

The school grass next to Chen is singing "Love Birds" and is singing with sadness. "My loved ones have already flown away, and the one who loves me has not yet arrived."

When I go to school, there will be a kind of person in each class. When I endorse, I can sing, and the exam can be very good, such as school grass.

In fact, Xiao Wei’s mood is not so good. His girlfriend lost a small green hat to him during the Ching Ming Festival. On the side of the same || sex||love went to school, he thought that the other party would transfer away.

"Tell you, let me know that you are secretly sneaking on my desk to do disgusting things, I will not recognize your parents."

The so-called disgusting thing is the table where the original Lord is obsessed with the school grass.

Chen is holding a pot and doesn't want to talk.

He blinked, summer and summer, you cry so much, I guess this time I will be broken by you.

Supporting self-study early, the first political class, Chen is no longer, he knows that the next lesson is mathematics.

Terrible.

I can't remember the formula at all. He often gets a few questions in the application. The math test relies on the previous choice question and guesses the score.

The system said, "Call you to read more."

Chen looked at the textbook nervously. He learned from the memory of the original master that the mathematics teacher likes to find someone to do the topic, which is really unpleasant.

"Don't say cool words, I am cold, you give me some warmth."

The system said, "Reassured, the original Lord has never been called by the teacher."

Chen Youzhen, "Why?"

The system said, "One is that the sense of existence is low, and the other is that he is the last."

Chen Zai, "..."

Oh, I am the last, no teacher will be in charge.

He grew up with bangs, the rubber band was broken, and now he bowed his head, and Liu Haiquan took it down, and the world was turned off.

I don't know how the original Lord used to.

Chen looked left and right, and then looked back. He picked up a pink hair clip on the back of the girl's desk. "Can this use me for a use?"

The girl was obviously shocked. This person never took the initiative to talk to her. "Yes."

Chen said thank you again. He caught the bangs and got a side, and fixed it with a hair clip.

"Let you be late."

The girl was sluggish and half-turned, twisting her head and biting her ear at the same table. "The long summer is not scary, very delicate."

I also stayed at the same table. "Yes, everyone thought that he was an ugly tire on his forehead." It’s too ugly, so I have been staying that long."

"He usually keeps his head down. The bangs are still so long, like a ghost. The forehead is exposed as if he had changed himself."

"Well, I like it a lot." The girl laughed and said in a low voice, "He wears a hairpin so cute."

The goose bumps on the arms of the same table, "Can you not laugh so much?"

The girl scratched her itch, "I say who is crazy, I don't know which one, every day to Xiao..."

At the same table, the girl’s mouth was caught.

Chen listened to the noise behind him, and the young people in the rainy season, full of youthful vitality.

When Xiao Xiao went back to the classroom after going to the classroom, he heard a whisper. He wondered, and he was shocked when he turned to see the boys at the table. "Who are you?"

Chen added, "You are at the same table."

Xiao Xiao for a while, he laughed and said, "Ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Chen rolled his eyes again, "stupid."

Xiao Xiao pressed the table with both hands. "You tell Laozi again."

Chen shouted, "What?"

Xiao took his pink hairpin and went to lick his big eyes. "Stupid, I heard it!"

Chen added, "Since I have heard it, then I have to say what I have done again, not enough?"

His acting skills at this time have become zero, not in the summer, but himself.

"Fuck!"

Xiao Xiao lived in Chen’s collar, but before he started, people began to cry.

Before the original Lord, they all cried with their heads down, and others could not see them. Now Chen has a big forehead and the crying is exposed.

A pair of big, dark eyes filled with tears, and the slightly curled nose was still pumping, and the girls didn't have him to cry.

Xiao Wei’s watch, it took a while to return to the gods, and the handle was released.

Chen is crying, can't be self, mom||Forcing, don't cry, cry a fart!

This time Xiao Xiao jumped into the table and jumped in, not from Chen.

After class, Chen did not cry, he was pumping, really could not hold back.

Originally, the math teacher on the podium couldn't see Chen, but he had a pink hairpin and was still pumping. It was difficult to see it.

So Chen is tragedy again.

He was called to the stage and worked with two other students.

"444, I can't do it, you can help me."

The system said, "When you are dying, you are studying for a junior college."

Chen is holding a chalk head. "I have forgotten it. I am good at math."

System, "Can you study well in the future?"

Chen Zai, "Yes, you must be able!"

In the next second, the analysis process of this question appeared in the mind, and he quickly copied it and successfully passed the test.

The math teacher is a bit surprised, and the classmates are also.

When Xiao Xiao glanced at the same table, he continued to write with the brush and did not go to see it.

After a day, Chen took a bag and went to pick it up.

He knows the life habits of Shengqing. He goes back to the apartment after work. Most of the time he goes to bed at nine o'clock. At the latest, he does not exceed ten o'clock. He starts running early. He is a vegetarian, healthy and healthy, always restrained, never let go ||

Chen took the bus to a junction. After ten minutes, Sheng Qing’s car passed by him and didn’t stop.

I don't believe that I can't sit in your car.

Chen made persistent efforts and slammed twice in a row, still could not get a look at the man in the car.

He chewed the gum, blew a big bubble and covered his nose.

God, you can help me with a sprinkle.

The next day when Chen prayed, it rained. He was the first to rush out of the classroom after class, and exchanged a few points.

Not long after, a black car stopped in front of Chen and the driver in front of the car got off the bus. "Xia Shaoye, Mr. called you to get on the bus."

Chen sat in the back seat with a falling chicken. He turned his head and shouted to call his father. As a result, the aunt shouted and sprayed his father's face.

"..." Dad, I didn't mean it, forgive me.

Dad’s face is very ugly, his voice is low and cold, and his body is very scary. “Go ahead.”

"Oh."

Chen went to the front with his bag.