"Excuse me, comrade No. 5. Can you be more specific?"
"Alright, comrade No. 444. That night last year, I was working the night shift and encountered heavy snow. I saw with my own eyes that the stone turtle opposite was covered from one layer of snow to three layers of snow."
When he said this, there was no trace of embarrassment or embarrassment on the round face of the King of the Daughter Kingdom.
Maybe this is the legendary attitude of aiming high and not being a daughter?
I don't understand Pan Xiaoli's brain circuit, but I admire her rich association.
OK!
Compare me to that thousand-year-old turtle in your Kyushu Institute!
Intangible cultural heritage village woman!
You are simply good at what you do...die!
Just wait for me!
This round, while I’m taking first place, I’ll design your exclusive set!
From primitive people to the Neolithic Age, from Hanfu to Tang Dynasty clothing, from Song Dynasty clothing to Ming Dynasty clothing to Qing Dynasty clothing to the modern times of the Republic of China...
Then to fifty-six ethnic costumes...
From the Western Regions to Persia, from the Pyramid Kingdom to Ancient Rome and then to Europe...
As long as there are clothes that have appeared on this planet, I will give you a set!
A different morning, noon and evening, never the same for three hundred and sixty-five days!
Wear you to death!
"Excuse me, comrade No. 5, who wrote the song "The mountains are in my arms, you are in my dreams"? Comrade, do you know? Thank you."
"It should be comrade No. 3 Mu Qingqing..."
"I didn't write this poem!"
The sound of Mu Qingqing's gnashing of teeth could be heard as people arrived at the stairs!
Today, Mu Qingqing is wearing a dark green long down jacket, with two rosy clouds flying on her fair and pretty face, just like wintersweet in the cold winter, so pink and tender.
This little Beibi is absolutely unmarriageable!
Wearing green clothes every day, it’s strange that you can get married!
Unless, that man is color blind!
Either way, he is blind!
Even the scarf is green, it’s as green as grandma’s house.
"I didn't write it!"
"I didn't write it!"
"I wonder who wrote it?"
"Don't ask me. I don't know anything!"
The Great Goddess of Dunhuang shouted angrily at the king of her daughter's country, and her green eyes burst out with green fireflies!
Like a ghost, extremely spooky and terrifying!
But Mu Qingqing didn't dare to look at me.
Not to mention the straight eyes, even the side eyes and side eyes didn't dare to glance at me.
This is normal.
No girl can remain so calm in front of the man who saved her life!
Xiao Beibi dared to meet me, which is quite courageous.
It's just that Xiao Beibi's emotional control just now was quite serious and strange, which was completely inconsistent with her usual aloof and cold temperament.
The sensitivity to that line of poetry in particular is far beyond anyone’s imagination.
Those four consecutive denials were completely out of embarrassment!
cut!
Why don't you just write a rudimentary poem? What's there to be ashamed of?
Just write it, and look like you don’t want people to know about it!
What's there to show off about such crappy poetry?
"Comrade No. 3. This poem..."
"Shut up, Pan Xiaoli. I don't want to talk to you. Thank you."
Mu Qingqing scolded Pan Xiaoli bitterly and walked past me.
At that moment, I could clearly feel Xiao Beibi's embarrassment, as well as her down jacket, whose heartbeat was so fast that it was about to burst.
This little Beibi has a seriously bad psychological quality.
Moreover, she has no gratitude at all for the great benefactor who gave her a second life!
Bad review!
The god-granddaughter taught by a mean old man has one thing missing 1
This thing is called conscience!
Next time Xiao Beibi will be in danger again
, if you meet me again, just pretend you didn’t see it!
At most, she could instruct others to give her artificial respiration!
Shiru said...
Xiao Longzi?
Or...
Lin Zhaoxi!
No matter who it is, in short, I will never waste my precious oxygen!
Entering the conference room, three people were already sitting inside.
One is Xiao Longzi, one is Lin Chaoxi, and one is Huang Shengyang.
Seeing me coming in, Xiao Longzi stood up and nodded to me, looking like a little fanboy.
I'm not too fond of Little Dragon of the Gilded Dog. Looking at the No. 1 plate on his body, I always feel a little bit of grudge in my heart.
This student who was supposed to be mine is now sitting in the same office with me, waiting for the martial arts assessment.
What a fucking arrangement!
Lin Zhaoxi was sitting next to the window sill!
The north wind blew all night, bringing a bit of dust to Yandu today.
The sunshine at ten o'clock in the morning hangs lazily in the air, yawning feebly.
A ray of morning sun shone all over the place, shining on Lin Zhaoxi's face like a cut piece of mutton-fat jade.
The right face illuminated by the morning sun is jade light, and the left face is fluorescent.
The dust particles danced playfully in the sunshine. At this moment, Lin Zhaoxi was like the Shuiyue Guanyin that had never been discovered by the world in the quiet years of ancient temples in the mountains.
It's just that the eyes of Shuiyue Guanyin, which is not stained by the red dust, are swollen and bloodshot. I don’t know if I haven’t slept well for several days.
Judging from Lin Chaoxi's appearance, I can be absolutely certain.
The incomplete poem about "What is the mountain in my arms? Where did you come from" was definitely written by Mu Qingqing.
With Lin Daiyu's mental state of self-pity and self-pity like Lin Chaoxi, she would not be able to write that incomplete poem of love and harmony.
When I walked past Lin Chaoxi, the dull and gloomy eyes of the great phoenix of the Kunlun Institute and one of the top ten talented women in the headquarters seemed to move, and then returned to dimness.
Gloomier than ever!
I can understand the mood of this noble-born Zhenghuangqi Gege!
The individual event was already halfway through, and Lin Chaoxi's score was only 200 points.
In previous years, this score would have put Yoshimitsu Kataha in a position of superiority to millions of people in the entire headquarters.
But this time, there is an unexpected troublemaker like me.
In my mind, I couldn't help but read the content of the evil-filled challenge letter written by Da Phoenix to me!
There are two kinds of tragedies in life!
One is to be complacent and full of ambition, the other is to be completely disappointed!
As luck would have it, Lin Chaoxi had both!
Like Fuhao Pan, although Lin Chaoxi also helped Kunlun Institute win the first place in the group, the group can never represent the individual.
I couldn't comfort Lin Chaoxi.
Because, I want to win!
Because, in all competitions, there is only one first place!
To paraphrase Zhou Gongjin’s words, that is, since Yu is born, how can Liang be born?
It was me who hurt her!
