My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style Chapter 93

However, his eyes are very extraordinary.

Those dead fish eyes weren't the second-handedness of the Erzhuzi family, but were auxiliary abilities.

Static vision, dynamic vision, so you can avoid Hiratsuka's favorite fist again and again, and you can easily see through the swordsmanship flaws of Aizaka Dahe. Of course, he often hangs around in the absolute realm under the snow without being caught. Function, I will not talk about it everywhere.

Because it is a natural ability, it can be used anytime and anywhere without the suppression of Haruhi's great will.

When the wind behind his ears is not good, he can roughly figure out what the situation is. It is obvious that someone hit him with a tennis ball. Even based on the location and size of the wind, he can even calculate who this person is.

So he ignored it and was still practicing with the wall.

Because in the calculation of the trajectory, unless the ball is refined, or there is a sudden gust of wind, it is possible to contact him.

Biqigu didn't even see the tennis ball falling while rubbing his ears, but there were always people who wanted to trouble him.

It was the man who was suspected of exploding Ye Shan's cock. Yes, it was the man who likes to open the neckline and shouted to him: "Sorry, that is... Pick it up?"

Thanto Valley?

Who is that?

Does anyone call this name in the school?

What a frustrating surname-not as good as Qigu...

Although he was so self-comforting, the boy still stopped and turned to look at the perpetrator behind him.

How can a guy who obviously looks very strong talks like this...

Higiya, who was called Hidiya, had no expression on his face, and pointed to the tennis ball that had fallen on the ground.

"This one?"

The other party cried out with joy like a fool: "Hey!"

——Hi, go to sleep with paralysis!

Blinky picked up the tennis ball and weighed it, throwing it up, then swinging it.

I said earlier that he doesn't like tennis, so he doesn't know much about it, so his throwing posture is not smooth, and his swing is very ugly and funny.

So that irritable man thought it was ridiculous. He thought that this man’s posture was like a dog... He laughed, and then a tennis ball was like the carton of milk a few days ago. He just grinned out from a dozen meters away. On his front teeth...

You laugh a hammer!

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"Teacher, this is an accidental injury..."

Hiratsuka, whose head was so painful, sat quietly in the office, helplessly listening to this guy defending his innocence.

Biqigu seriously said: "I've been in contact with tennis for the first time. I didn't know how to play tennis before, and even a professional athlete wouldn't be able to hit a person's mouth so far away accurately..."

"So, this is the biggest headache..."

Teacher Xiaojing gritted his teeth secretly, because this incident was caused by the dead fisheye in front of him, but he just said that he was injured by mistake, and he was justified and confident. He couldn't find a way to clean up his meal. .

——The most important thing is that the injured student’s mouth is just a little broken...

Although the female instinct tells Xiaojing teacher that Higiya Hachiman should be deliberate, she has no evidence.

"You really didn't mean it?"

The gentleman Biqigu said with a serious face: "Teacher, you have to speak with evidence. Now is the era of the rule of law. The days when you master Gou turned black and white and covered the sky with one hand are gone!"

Inexplicably think of the sentence "you dogs manage...".

Teacher Xiaojing suppressed his anger and sneered at this guy a few times: "You don't want to be caught by me!"

The expressionless big man put his hands on his chest with wet hands, his tone was flat, and his voice seemed like a great read: "Teacher, please respect yourself, I'm a serious student, selling kidneys but not my body..."

"——Get out!"

The boy raised his middle finger with both hands, and a look of disgust appeared in his eyes: "You auntie is so crude..."

"..."

Hiratsuka was going crazy, she had to take a deep breath and barely squeezed a smile: "The teacher said, you can leave."

The soothing-faced Hachiman-kun saw that she knew her mistakes and could correct him, nodded in satisfaction, and suddenly asked, "Xiaojing, you live alone now, right?"

"Call me teacher..."

Hiratsuka, who was said to be suffering from the pain, lay down on the table like a dead fish, his eyes blank: "What do you want to do, little bastard?"

"Ah, I know like Teacher Xiaojing...well, young single women living alone are usually messy."

Shizuka Hiratsuka moved the long hair from the back to the front, pretending to be Kayako, with a quiet tone, with sarcasm: "Do you know other so-called'young single women living alone' with your withdrawn character?"

"Yes... don't look at me like this, I still know some cute girls."

Speaking of the little tiger at Dahe Fengban, Bachan’s teeth ached for a while, and seemed to have some lingering fears: "I know they often take off their breastplates and underwear and throw them on the ground..."

Teacher Xiaojing, who is pretending to be a female ghost, is stiff...

"And socks are often thrown everywhere."

The female ghost lowered her head, feeling like she wanted to go back to the TV.

"That guy, he has teeth grinding problems. When he woke up once, he was surprised to find that there were seven socks next to the pillow..."

A smile appeared on the boy's face: "She always thinks she ate a sock while grinding her teeth in her sleep... Until now she is suspicious-she is suspicious whether she ate one socks or three socks."

Hiratsuka raised his head, with disheveled hair, his eyes wandering...

Hachiman-kun sincerely said to her: "So pay attention to household hygiene, pay attention to work and rest time, teacher, your dark circles can't even be covered by makeup..."

"Woo-"

The older women with very bad living habits let out a cry of grief and lay on the table again.

His nose is very sensitive and even has some cleanliness. He can smell the sour smell of the sheets that is exactly the same as Dahe's body.

When I left, I looked at the ashtray on the desk: "Teacher, it was said on TV that smoking can cause cancer, such as uterine cancer and breast cancer..."

The older female who was preached by the students was unable to lie on the table, looking at the ashtray in front of her and muttering to herself: "It is so terrible, I never dare to watch TV anymore..."

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