I Don’t Want to Win Lying Down

classmates!

At the end of this month, you will take the most rigorous test. All senior high school students in Ning City will take the test on the same day. The standard will be the same as the college entrance examination. I hope you can seize this opportunity!

Of course... Lin Yishan paused, and said silently: When the war is approaching, you will welcome a carnival night, tomorrow our school will hold an annual food festival, I hope everyone can have a good time.

words fall,

The whole class erupted in loud laughter.

The so-called food festival is a group of first and second grade students, under the leadership of their homeroom teacher, set up a food stall. At first, the purpose of the school was simple, to let the students experience the cruelty of society, but...wrong, Not only did the students fail to appreciate the cruelty of society, but they were also full of expectations for this food festival.

Since then,

The food festival has become a major feature of this school, and some students even go to this school to experience the so-called campus food festival.

afternoon,

school gate.

Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman stood at a corner away from the crowd, waiting for the Maybach to pick them up. Originally, they only picked up Yang Xiaoman, but Xu Mang had a thick skin and insisted on letting her take him home.

Don't you like buses? Yang Xiaoman glanced at Xu Mang who was looking around, and said silently, I used to let you sit together, but you pretended to be reserved for my old lady, now you try pretending again?

...

Hey, don't make trouble! Xu Mang smiled awkwardly. The reason for this humiliation was because the bus card was lost at school... Unfortunately, it was obviously written with his name and class on it, and it ended up in the corner of the garbage dump It was found there that someone had bent it in half, and even the copper wire inside was broken.

It is clear,

This was done on purpose.

Xu Mang also thought about why he was able to make so many enemies at school. Poor academic performance might be a factor, but it was not the most important reason.

Yang Xiaoman?

Do you think I'm a bad person? Xu Mang asked.

you?

Not bad! Yang Xiaoman smiled: You are cheap!

Xu Mang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a short circuit occurred in his brain. He stretched out his right hand to Yang Xiaoman's chest, then put his palm on it, and asked, What about now? Am I bad or not?

Yang Xiaoman: (╬￣dish￣)

...

Saturday morning,

Xu Mang didn't go to school. He first applied for a new bus card, and then took a taxi to the school. As soon as he arrived at the school gate, he saw teachers carrying students with various cooking utensils.

cut!

Finding dumplings... Seeing these teachers and students, Xu Mang couldn't help showing contemptuous expressions. Some classes are indeed like this. Take the third and second class of the high school next door as an example. The year before last, they introduced dumplings stuffed with celery and pork. , last year they launched shepherd's purse pork stuffed dumplings.

This is barely bearable!

The year before last, I put some monosodium glutamate and salt in the soup, and last year I just poured soy sauce into it...Of course, this can be tolerated.

But,

Three dumplings for ten yuan is a bit too much!

Local tyrants with a lot of money can tolerate this kind of pricing, but...the key problem is the dumpling wrapper.

Xu Mang vaguely remembered that the year before last, he spent ten yuan to buy the dumplings from the second class, and when he bit into them, the filling was still two kilometers away.

but...

Last year's dumplings were a bit unconscionable to make money, a piece of dough with a vegetable leaf...the mouth was full of soy sauce.

All right,

Bear with me a little longer!

However,

Price increase!

Two for ten dollars!

hehe!

I,

Xu Mang, let's put the words here today! Pointing to the blue sky above his head, Xu Mang said forcefully, If you kill me, I won't eat what you make!

make an oath,

Xu Mang went to class.

no way,

Senior high school students.

After spending the whole morning in a daze, Xu Mang was hungry. Looking around, he found that the entire classroom was empty except for himself and the violent airport.

Where are people?

What do you mean, return people... Yang Xiaoman rolled his eyes, and said very unhappy: Everyone has gone to the food festival, and you, an idiot, have been sleeping all the time... I don't know if my stomach is so sick. hungry?

Xu Mang: o(╯□╰)o

This woman must have been sent by heaven to torture me!

You clearly know that you are hungry, why don't you go down and visit the food festival with everyone?

Judging by her tone, it seems that my problem is still with me!

Well...

Go to the food festival together? Xu Mang asked.

I'm waiting for you to say that!

...

Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman were three meters apart. There was no way this was a rigid rule. It was just to keep some gossips shut. After all, gossip could kill people.

Bits of life: I want to eat stinky tofu!

Bits of life: I want to eat fried bananas!

Bits of life: I want to eat wontons!

The dream of all female creatures in the universe: oh...

This was the way the two communicated. Yang Xiaoman used WeChat to inform Xu Mang what he wanted to eat, then Xu Mang bought food, and then went to the abandoned toilet on the 5th floor of Building A of the teaching building to trade.

When Yang Xiaoman walked out of the abandoned toilet with a satisfied expression on his face, Xu Mang suddenly had an artistic inspiration.

I am full?

Um!

Is it fragrant?

fragrant!

After less than five seconds of conversation,

Yang Xiaoman finally reacted.

After a beating,

Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman's food journey continued, but during this process, Xu Mang didn't eat anything.

well?

Why don't you eat?

Because of the passage of time, the distance between the two gradually narrowed, and Yang Xiaoman asked Xu Mang who was beside him.

I'm waiting for the spicy wing challenge tonight. Xu Mang said, There is a program in our school that challenges the death-level hot wing competition. As long as you pay a registration fee of 50 yuan, you can eat spicy wings. The supply is unlimited. The one with the most will be the spicy king.

Is there such a show?

Then the initiator is not a sure loser! Yang Xiaoman said.

No!

Xu Mang shook his head, and said seriously, This is death-level hot wings. The spiciness is so hot that ordinary people can't stand it just by licking it. At present, the highest record in our school is seventeen.

Yang Xiaoman opened her mouth, but didn't speak. She knew very well... What the hell is this school?

you...

You want to challenge? Yang Xiaoman looked at Xu Mang in surprise.

Um!

I want to win the championship, and break the current record, and leave a result that will make the latecomers want to cry! When Xu Mang said these words, his expression was a little dignified, and his eyes were looking into the distance. , a master demeanor is fully displayed.

Yang Xiaoman was stunned,

This was the first time she saw Xu Mang who was so serious, and she couldn't help complaining secretly in her heart.

How silly!

Can you do it? Yang Xiaoman asked with a puzzled face, Don't send him to the hospital then.

cut!

It's not me, Xu Mang, who is awesome. Xu Mang pointed to a chair next to him with disdain: Give me a handful of chili noodles now, believe it or not, I ate this chair?

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