My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style Chapter 92

He understood the meaning and grasped the spirit, so he remained silent.

"Ah, I decided that our ministry should have something similar to an activity record sheet to record the process and details of each activity."

Fenmao has always looked at Xuenai with her head alone, what she said is what she said... As for Biqigu, he remained silent on this matter.

There are two reasons to remain silent.

Either it has nothing to do with him, or he thinks this thing is boring.

Now he feels very boring.

When the four people walked out of the school in the sunset, Mr. Timberza seemed to be very unwilling to ask: "Can you help me watch it again?"

Write some stories, want others to read, want to listen to other people's opinions, because then you will not feel that you are just writing, then you will not feel lonely.

For a writer who is still in the literary and youth stage, if no one cares about the slots you listed separately, if no one evaluates and complains about the climax you think, if no one has meticulous thinking logic and The unique brain-hole shooting case is amazing.

I think, either you should see if there is a problem with the subject matter and writing, or...change the website.

Just like I refresh the interim posts every few minutes, it’s not because of how bored I am, or because I have some kind of bad taste like peeping at the screen, but because I want to get some recognition-it does not involve money, so I Think this is a very pure thing.

I don’t know if you guys will complain...

Tuanzi whispered: "Are you shaking M..."

Xue Na was expressionless and looked at him.

Hachiman-kun sighed, "Can you change it again?"

The fat man also sighed, then cheered up: "Okay!"

He stretched out his left hand and gave himself a big thumb, the brown windbreaker unexpectedly fluttered in response to the scene magically: "Then, there will be a future!"

Biqigu looked at his back in the sunset, and squinted his eyes: "He is not the second disease, he is the writer's disease."

There are three metal flagpoles used to raise the flag behind the flower bed in front, and a water garden-like sculpture is further ahead.

If you look at it from the main entrance of the school... it looks like three huge incense sticks in a big incense burner.

Records of ministry activities.

Three members of the group made a profound and objective evaluation of Yoshihiro Zamuza's novel.

Xuexia: Instead of showing off a little bit of literary talent or unpopular knowledge there, it is better to understand the basic common sense thoroughly.

Biqigu: Write your thoughts and interests in writing. I think this is reasonable, reasonable and legal. If you must laugh at it, except for his figure, the rest should be that you will become an idiot in the face of girls Something wrong...

Ps: It would be better to write a story that is a little closer to life, such as "Little Secrets My Sister and I Have to Tell", or "The Merry Past of Chiba Master", or "The Metamorphosis of Brothers and Sisters"...

The above PS was erased mercilessly by Xuexiaxue...

Finally, Yui Hihama published her conclusion.

"Um... the white-haired guy knows a lot of Chinese characters."

"..."

I really want the old man to come back and listen to it.

Although the character of Tuanzi is too soft and does not fit his aesthetics, there is one advantage that is honesty.

It is estimated that the honest words of the honest people will make Mr. Zamuza, who is still dreaming of a writer's dream, immediately buy a rope and roll it away.

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What's the situation now?

The current situation is very delicate...

It's time for physical education. Today's physical education teacher seems to have not taken medicine, saying that he wants to teach everyone to practice tennis...

I don't like tennis, really.

I don't like any balls.

Gag... what is that?

I don't know Lazhu.

You have to say ricochet or something, I guess I have heard of it.

Tennis is usually played by two or four people, so it is natural that there is only one person on the court, Higiya Hachiman, alone.

The wood seat over there seems to be playing football-the fat guy would rather play football against the wall than come and play tennis with him.

The reason is very simple. You only need your feet to play football, but you use both hands and feet in tennis.

For a bloated person, more is worse than less. If you can sit, you won’t stand, if you can lie down, you won’t sit, and if you can only use your feet, you will never move your hands...

Biqigu overlooks the girls' side, the physical education class of Group J does not seem to be this class.

So he only turned his head, faced the wall blankly, and started to pat...

Then a loud voice rang.

That was the guy with the loudest voice in the class: "The ball just now was really incredible..."

Immediately there was a clear and gentle boy's voice: "It's too exaggerated. It's just an occasional cut."

"It's really a magic ball, I'm so fucked up..."

I was thinking that his cock exploded probably because you did a good job, Bapo-Man.

Biqigu swung his pat indifferently, and suddenly, a strong wind came from behind...

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Huh! Huh!

Chapter 30 I'm not Lolicon!I want to molest my big sister

As I said before, Biqigu is not an ordinary person.

...The male high school students who can wear kimono and go to the custom shop to make money are not ordinary people.

In terms of setting, you can’t forget to turn the novels and comics of the previous life into a big money traverser, with sisters and houses, busy parents, worry about eating and drinking, and not frivolous when you are young-a little bit withdrawn, like in my heart Tucao, but the poisonous tongue is even poisonous under Xuexia, yes, I have never lost a quarrel with a girl.

...Very ordinary setting.