My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

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"Ah ah ah-this math problem has exceeded the scope of my understanding of Chinese language! The people who asked the problem have brain problems..."

Listening to the little girl’s complaint, the boy laughed, and suddenly sang: “The night is too beautiful, the exam is too dangerous, there are always people who stay up at night with dark eyes, I’m too tired, I’m sobbing because of my class, I’m willing to lose everything and pass Tears!"

A low roar came from the house: "...Better than Penguin, do you want to die?"

Takasu wandered his sharp eyes: "Aisaka-san, is this?"

The dead fish-eyed boy smiled proudly: "Leave her alone, she wants to get a good grade before the summer vacation. She is turning off the food-food mode and turning on the schoolmaster mode."

"...Sounds great."

Yawata nodded slightly: "But her configuration is too low to activate this mode-well, the wind is screaming, if it really irritates her, the two of us will definitely finish playing."

Before I finished speaking, I only heard a "bang". The window next door was pushed open. The little tiger had a ferocious face with his hands on the edge of the window. The ferocious can only go to sleep with the window closed.

Then she sneered at someone who was still drinking tea.

Mr. Biqigu moistened his throat, smiled and waved at her: "Oh, who is that hair cake in the clothes?"

Dahe's eyes were red, and he smiled coldly: "Dead fish eyes, wait for me!"

………………

"Big brother, your face...what's wrong?"

In Shuangqiao Elementary School this place would be called his elder brother, there is only one person.

It's not that Tsurumi Liumei, that arrogant and arrogant would never call him that way!

There isn't even a friendly "onnie sauce"!

Jinghei happened to meet him at the school gate, looking at the bruises on the corners of his eyes strangely, and curiously asked the baby: "No... was beaten by Liu Mei?"

Biqigu's complexion changed, rubbing his temples: "Is Xiao Liumei as violent as you said?"

Miss Jing shrugged funnyly: "Even boys are afraid of her, privately they say that Sister Liumei is so gloomy that she seems to be a female ghost... I heard that you often go out to play after school recently."

"Ah, give her some relief, I think Liu Meijiang is actually quite good, but the character is not very frank-Xiao Hei, are the two girls over there calling you?"

He paused for a moment, looking at one of the weak loli wearing glasses, a little surprised: "My God-the Usami in your class is almost the same as Mr. Kyoko! Tsk, the next one! The third grade milk volume..."

Then his foot was stepped on.

Today I was still dressed up as the cute cat with eyeballs—the mirror black smashed the little tiger’s teeth: "I said it’s a little mirror, die fish eyes, don’t say bad things about my friend-hey! Linjiang! Meimeijiang!"

After beckoning to her good friend, she hurried over, not forgetting to turn back and wave to him: "See you at school..."

"Ah, see you at school..."

Blind fish eyes look weak and tired...

Kyoko Hoin, the physical education teacher guarding the door, was full of vitality: "Oh, Hachiman-kun-uh, your face?"

The tiger broke into the door last night, and then the two sides broke out in a shocking battle...

The result is very pleasing!

For the first time, he was cleaned up by Aizaka on the ground...

congratulations!

Because of the unlocking of Haruhi's great will, Menghu's brute force in his palm does not need a wooden knife at all, and he can be beaten into a dead dog in hand-to-hand combat.

Static vision Dynamic vision has a hairy use!

The body can't react to it, only to be beaten—— (The big worm lifted his hips and lifted it up. The penguin only flashed and flashed aside. The big worm couldn't lift him, roared, and the window shook...)

The small body fluttered and cut, and the penguin was finally knocked down!

"Here..."

Touching the corner of his slightly bruised right eye awkwardly, the boy smiled slightly: "Probably, I was beaten by someone..."

"scare!"

Teacher Dabo frowned: "Don't fight, if Xiaojing knows that I haven't taken care of you, she will definitely blame me..."

Jing cutie cares so much about a certain family?

The depression in his heart dissipated a lot, and he waved his hand generously: "It's okay, it doesn't matter-Teacher Kyoko, I'm going in!"

The three classes in the morning helped the group of two guys to make up the math, and they used some middle school knowledge to solve elementary school problems, which drew praise from the primary school students-I dare not say it ~ praise...

The young man who had enjoyed a little admiration was in a much better mood, and he was still a little airy, but when he walked to the door of Jinghei and their classroom, his mood became depressed again.

Inside, it's quiet.

Sliding the door, leaving a little gap.

...

And obviously there is no class, the little boys who should have been slapped Sahuan always probe their brains here, sneaky.

This shows what?

This fucking didn't trap Lao Tzu being the first to not believe it!

It must be a prank!

Definitely put something like a wiper on the door!

When I came closer, there were only the whispers of the girls—huh!

Biqigu smiled coldly.

These little ghosts are probably discussing whether he will be recruited, or what kind of voice they will use to laugh at their chalk-grey faces...

Speaking of which, the students are very afraid of comparing Keiya Hachiman.

Because of those dead fish eyes.

The children are a little afraid of being stared at by him like this-it feels like being stared at by a dead fish, which is quite uncomfortable.

So for self-study homework or something, as long as he sits there blankly, he doesn't need to do anything else, just watching them, the classroom is definitely a silent class...

The discipline is great.