Milk Dog Ba Zong and Women's Clothes Juju

Living in... Oh yes, Yonghui Jiayuan... No, Yonghui Shangcheng, Building A 903. After finishing speaking, he nodded heavily: "Yes!" "

Shen Jingbing: "..."

Why does he think this action is a little cute?

He must be sick, yes!

He has heard of the neighborhood of Yonghui Shangcheng, and it is not too far away. Shen Jingbing asked Dadi not to turn on the navigation. However, he is really not very familiar with the road conditions.

The woman cried in the back for a while, and then began to rummage through the shopping bags he threw in the back seat. After rummaging through one, she looked at the streetlights outside the window for a while, and then read out slowly.

It was very different from her usual sharp teeth.

Kind of goofy.

"pea--"

"Shrimp--"

"mushroom--"

……

"I recognize this one. This one is a chicken-egg-ah! One of the eggs is broken! Look, the egg is broken!"

Shen Jingbing: "..."

"This...what is it?" Shen Jingbing caught a glimpse of her pulling out a small box from the shopping bag from the rearview mirror, opened her eyes wide, and read each word, "Du-Lei-Si--"

After finishing the reading, there was a pause of two seconds, and she suddenly raised her head: "Shen Jingbing, I knew you were still thinking about me, and wanted to plot against me, and the Overlord bowed hard... Hiccup, right?"

Shen Jingbing: "..."

Yes, now I recognize him again.

Shen Jingbing was completely helpless.

The weather in summer is changing quickly. Just now, the sky was still clear and full of stars. I don’t know when the wind blew up. The wind blew a dark cloud, and in a blink of an eye there were thunder bursts. When the car drove to Yonghui Shangcheng, it was already raining cats and dogs .

Shen Jingbing held the umbrella and opened the rear door, and found that the woman shivered in the back seat curled up into a small ball.

"what happened to you?"

Shen Jingbing frowned, and reached out to touch her forearm through the fabric. At this moment, a flash of lightning pierced the sky behind him, followed by a thunderstorm. "She" shivered, and threw herself into his arms, clutching his skirt tightly with her fingers, crying, "Mom, I'm afraid."

Shen Jingbing: "..."

The author has something to say: It has been two weeks of bye in a row, and the rise and fall of collections are only two more than ten days ago. The possibility of having a list in the future is really slim.After reading the outline, less than half of the plot is currently completed, and the total number of words is about 23-28W.

Can't cut the outline, who makes me like it? [laughing and crying]

Thank you to the more than 20 little angels who are still following the article, you are really angels, love you so much!

☆, life tragedy

"Mom, don't go!"

"Mom, I'm scared."

"Mom, I don't want to wear little dresses and have long hair."

……

The "woman" is not short in stature, she can be regarded as a supermodel among models, and she is ridiculously heavy. She is in a lump in his arms, like kicking a big weight in his arms, but she looks strangely well-behaved. Every time a thunderbolt hit, she would tremble violently, her fingers tightly clutching his skirt and refusing to let go, muttering softly in his arms, crying and calling her mother over and over again.

Shen Jingbing couldn't help feeling a little lost.

He remembered that night of heavy rain many years ago, Mingming curled up in his arms like this.Obviously, when he is not drinking, he is manly and cold, and he doesn't talk much, but when he is drunk, he will become a small talker. Under the dim light, it seems that the cold and hard shell has faded away, and his eyebrows and eyes are almost gentle. of.

And surprisingly clingy.

Back then, his drinking capacity had not been tempered by the Chinese wine table culture, and it was not as good as it is now. He also drank a lot that day, and only remembered him muttering in his arms, but he didn't remember that he muttered something at all. What.

if……

If Ming Ming curled up in his arms like this and called his mother—although he preferred to be his father—he might be so happy that he died immediately.

Shen Jingbing swallowed her saliva, feeling that her heart was a little hot, and a certain part was also incredibly hot.

Although he knew clearly in his heart that the person in his arms was not the one in his heart.

But...it doesn't seem to be that annoying anymore.

Shen Jingbing carefully put his hands on his clothes, and carried the "woman" into and out of the elevator. The door was also equipped with a combination lock. He asked, "What's the password?"

The person in his arms raised his eyes and looked at him blankly: "Huh?"

"What is the password?"

Shen Jingbing repeated it patiently. The "woman" was at a loss for a moment, and then said like a robot with a slow response: "03... No, no, 0419."

what?

There was a huge shock in his heart.

Although the access control may be any number, and generally the birthday and the last four digits of the ID card are deliberately avoided, but these four numbers are too similar to birthdays.

0419 is Mingming's birthday.

A gentle big white sheep that wraps itself in a cold hard shell.She looked cold, but when she was sitting on the bedside talking with her boyfriend, she smiled very softly and gently.However, Aries is famous for his straightforward and violent personality, but after talking about friends for half a year, it seems that he has never seen him explode?

The door lock opened with a beep.

Shen Jingbing came back to her senses, smiled wryly, thinking how could it be such a coincidence.

There are only 360 and five days in a year, and there are 13 billion people in the country. Not to mention that these four numbers are not necessarily birthdays, even if they are, there are more people born with the same birth.

Nothing fancy.

But the disgust towards this "woman" in my heart was reduced by half.

The big white sheep who was born with the same birth as Mingming shouldn't be too bad, maybe her previous behaviors were all a disguise she made to protect herself?

But this fragile goodwill only lasted for a short three seconds before it completely fell apart.

The house is too, he, mother, messy!

All kinds of beauty magazines, photos of models, and messy A4 printing paper are thrown everywhere. There are three buckets of instant noodles and six or seven packing boxes on the dining table. The coffee table in the living room is full of cosmetics, and there are dozens of lipsticks. The couch is littered with skirts, underwear and...

There are not only women's clothes in her house, but also men's clothes!

A men's suit jacket was casually laid on the armrest of the sofa, a tie with a simple and elegant pattern was placed beside it, and a few pairs of men's boxer briefs were thrown beside it, mixed in a mess with women's bras and briefs.

very!Show!Of course!exist!and!male!people!same!Home!

That's right, she already said that she has a boyfriend.

When I hooked up with him before, I still said that it was brand new and unopened. I am afraid it has been opened and sealed, sealed and opened again, I don’t know how many times.His mother is a red flag at home, and colorful flags are fluttering outside. This woman is not as good as his mother. She has a boyfriend and hooks up everywhere, like a bear breaking a stick, breaking one and kicking another.

Damn, it's disgusting!

Shen Jingbing's face was ashen, and she tried hard to break her hand holding the skirt through the material, but something unbelievable happened, he, a man of eight feet, actually broke it!No!move!

The situation was deadlocked for a full 10 minutes. Instead of pulling the person off him, he was hugged even tighter.The corner of his forehead was beating wildly, and he pulled it desperately with all his strength, stabbed it, and a big hole was torn in his shirt.

……

Before Shen Jingbing could get rid of him, the "woman"'s hand naturally stretched in from the mouth, and she clenched it tightly again. Four cold fingers rubbed against his abdominal muscles, making his scalp explode. , the cold hairs all over his body stood on end, his empty stomach turned upside down, and then his nose became hot, and two lines of nosebleeds dripped instantly.

——Once he has close contact with a woman, his nose will bleed.

The psychiatrist invited by his mother said it was called psychogenic somatization disorder, and advised him to start with shaking hands and get in touch with women more. Shen Jingbing threw the doctor out without saying a word.

As a result of avoiding diseases and avoiding medical treatment, he had to drag a heavy human-shaped weight to the bathroom and hold the toilet for a full half an hour. In the end, he even vomited bile, and he was still not healed.

How could it be good, that woman started to pick his abdominal muscles with her fingers.

Ahhhhh!

Shen Jingbing exhausted all her efforts to pull the woman off her body, but... the shirt was full of the woman's tears, snot, lipstick, and a big domineering hole, and the pants were even worse, almost torn into pieces One piece, almost comparable to a mop strip.

……

In order to get out of the predicament sooner, he endured his nausea and tried the men's suit and shirt on the sofa, but the clothes were too small, the buttons couldn't be buttoned up, and the trousers were cut short, which looked like cropped trousers. Forget it, after walking two steps, there was a stabbing in the crotch, and it collapsed.

Tragedy in life.

Shen Jingbing really had no choice but to wait for the woman to wake up tomorrow, borrow her mobile phone to call the president's office, and inform Yin Qing to bring the clothes.

——The reason for going around like this is because he can't remember anyone's number except the office landline and Mingming's mobile phone number.

When you go back, you must ask Fatty Yin to change to an easy-to-remember mobile phone number!

but now……

Tomorrow, I still have to ask for others, and I can't let people sleep on the floor.

Shen Jingbing sighed, moved the "woman" to the bed in the bedroom with difficulty, shook off the air conditioner, covered her head and face, and then reluctantly took a quick shower in the "dirty" bathroom, and casually took a shower from the closet. I found a men's pajamas to change into, and pulled out a small space on the sofa full of clothes, and huddled on it aggrievedly all night.

When she woke up the next morning, Shen Jing's face was green.

Tong Zhen drank alcohol yesterday. Although he didn't take a shower, he slept well. The biological clock made him wake up on time at seven o'clock in the morning. He got up and went to the bathroom to fill up the water. When he washed his hands, he saw himself in the mirror and was suddenly taken aback.

Didn't remove makeup?

He seemed to have driven the car to the old community last night, ordered a bottle of white wine during dinner, and ran into Shen Jingbing again.

Then again?

Why is there no impression at all?

Tong Zhen was dazed for a moment, remembering that there was a meeting at 09:30 in the morning, so he took cleansing oil to prepare to remove makeup and skin care, but at this moment, he suddenly heard rustling sounds from the living room.

Who?

Tong Zhen took a 2L bottle of shower gel from the sink and opened the bedroom door.

I was taken aback when I opened the door.

He saw Shen Jingbing with messy hair like a chicken coop, wearing slim-fit pajamas that were obviously two sizes too small, sitting in the middle of his messy clothes, with black eyes, a sad expression, and an air of resignation and humiliation. The aura is like a resentful poisonous mushroom.

The poisonous mushroom saw him, subconsciously dodged back, and then sat down as if nothing had happened, with an insincere smile on the corner of his mouth: "Hi, Miss Tong, good morning."

"……Good morning."

"My mobile phone is at home, can I borrow your mobile phone later?"

Tong Zhen was taken aback for a moment: "Borrow a mobile phone?"

What are you borrowing your phone for?There should be no official business in the early morning, so why don't you just go back and get it?

Shen Jingbing had hidden resentment on his face, his eyes fell on a pile of rags that looked like mops not far away, and he said expressionlessly: "Yes. Call the assistant to bring over the clothes."

His jaw line was so tight that for a moment, Tong Zhen had the illusion that he was gnashing his teeth.

The author has something to say: I love you guys!

☆、Escargot Prince

Tong Zhen didn't ask why Shen Jingbing was at his house.

I also want to know that he didn't get rid of people.

But his words are so ugly, and Shen Jingbing is a severe woman-phobic patient, so she didn't turn around and leave with smoke on her head?

This unscientific.

What's even more unscientific is that he is a deadly clean freak, so he swallowed his anger and made do with it all night in his kennel.

WTF? !

Tong Zhen followed his gaze and landed on the pile of rags that looked like mops on the ground. He felt strangely familiar, and his eyelids twitched twice: "Your clothes? Are they torn?"

Shen Jingbing grimly squeezed out a smile: "You, say, what?"

Tong Zhen: "..."

He didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Shen Jingbing was still calling him Miss Tong, which meant that although the ex-boyfriend's clothes were torn, they didn't do anything unspeakable.That's enough, he doesn't want to know anything else.

Anyway, he is still wearing a vest now, and the embarrassment is only thrown on this Miss Tong, and has nothing to do with him.

So Tong Zhen pretended nothing happened, generously took the spare machine, installed the work card and threw it to Shen Jingbing, then went back to the bathroom in the bedroom, carefully removed the makeup, and made a mask to make up for the cosmetics After spending a lot of damage on her face overnight, she finally painted a light makeup with soft contours on her face. Looking at it in the mirror, it seemed that she was too delicate and beautiful, so she drew a voluptuous eyeliner.

Anyway, the meeting in the department doesn't start until 09:30, it's still early, and there's still time to change the makeup after sending the great god away. The most important thing right now is that Miss Tong's vest must be stable.

Steady as Mount Tai.

By the time Tong Zhen dawdled through a series of procedures including washing, skin care, makeup, and changing clothes, and then walked out of the bedroom, more than half an hour had passed.

He was taken aback when he opened the door.

The entire living room and dining room are rejuvenated, natural, one, and new!

The floor was mopped and polished, the cosmetics on the coffee table were neatly put together, the clothes on the sofa were neatly folded, the packing box and instant noodle bucket on the dining table were gone, replaced by a vase In the empty red wine bottle, a budding sweet-scented osmanthus was inserted obliquely in it, slowly exhaling its fragrance.

In the early morning, the golden eyes shine in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the room bright.

After such a tidying up of his kennel, it seemed like a home.The glass door of the kitchen reflected the back of "another male master" in pajamas, slippers, and apron. His outline was outlined softly and gently by the sunlight. There was a sizzling sound in the pot, and a strong aroma of oil burst out.

Tong Zhen couldn't help being in a daze for a moment, thinking of the mornings many, many years ago, in the late summer and early autumn.

At that time, he had just retired and still kept the biological clock from when he was in the army. He got up on time at six o'clock every day and went out for a morning run. Shen Jingbing worked overtime almost every day, and sometimes brought work back to do it. He went to bed late at night and woke up faster than him. A little later.When he comes back from his morning run, he can always see Shen Jingbing wearing an apron, busy in the palm-sized small kitchen.

The kitchen is too small, and he is too tall. It is difficult to turn around in the kitchen, but the movements under his hands are very skillful, like a little daddy of the Gu family.

A tasty and delicious breakfast can be prepared in ten minutes.

Sometimes it is a heart-shaped fried egg, with a little red chili sauce on it, which makes people appetite; sometimes it is a thinly spread green onion omelette, with crispy edges and soft middle, and a bite full of rich egg flavor ; Sometimes it is tomato egg noodles, sweet and sour, refreshing and appetizing.There are also fried steamed bun slices, potato ham cakes, sweet potato cakes, glutinous rice balls, toast slices... paired with milk, sweet soy milk, fermented glutinous rice balls or preserved egg and lean meat porridge, it will easily capture his stomach.

If not...how could he be willing to let go of such a handsome, living and cooking snail prince?

The snail prince came out with a large plate of baked bread slices and two plates of completely shapeless fried eggs. He also washed two bowls of bland oatmeal, and pushed one of the breakfasts to the opposite side without even looking at Tong Zhen. , said lightly: "Let's eat."

……

Tong Zhen closed her eyes, suppressed the soft and sour emotions in her heart, walked over as if nothing had happened, sat down opposite him, and smiled slightly: "Thank you."

Shen Jingbing looked up at her in surprise when she heard the words, and found that she only wore light makeup today. Although the eyeliner was a little enchanting, the makeup was clean and delicate, and she had a weird resemblance to his muscular boyfriend with stubble.

This discovery made him a little creepy.

Shen Jingbing shuddered, looked away, thinking that it must be because he hardly slept last night and was in a trance, that this completely unreliable illusion occurred.

The two finished their breakfast in silence facing each other.Shen Jingbing thought of the two, three, four, five empty packing boxes on the table, and thought that this sloppy girl might throw the dishes into the sink to raise bacteria for a week, it was really unbearable, so she took the initiative to pack the dishes, served Go to the kitchen to wash.

He hadn't finished washing when the doorbell rang.

Tong Zhen went over to open the door, only to see a familiar young man standing outside the door, holding a bag of clothes in his hand, he was not tall, white and fat, and was twice as wide as him alone. It is like a low wall with a rounded shape.

Low Wall glared at him almost hatefully: "Where's Mr. Shen?"

"Wash in it..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Fatty Yin gave him another slap in the face.Although Fatty Yin was fat, he was very agile, so he slipped in through the gap between his body and the wall, and went straight to the bathroom, but there was no one in the bathroom.

Yin Qing was at a loss.

Tong Zhen covered her mouth and coughed lightly: "In the kitchen."

Yin Qing: "..."

It was the first time in his life that he heard that someone was taking a bath in the kitchen, and his expression could not help but crack. When he saw Shen Jingbing wearing an apron washing dishes in the kitchen, that small crack quickly split into the Mariana Trench.

Yin Qing looked dreamily at them, Mr. Shen gently and virtuously wiped the last plate with kitchen paper, thinking that this woman is really amazing. In just one night, she transformed Mr. Shen from a clean freak to a second-generation rich man. The prince, □□ has become a good family man who circles around the pot.

They, Mr. Shen, are really serious. A few days ago, they asked him to help find out the news about the reunited ex-wife. Then he turned around and threw himself into the embrace of the childlike vixen, stepping on two boats majestically. ? !

"So you are this kind of president!" Yin Qing threw the bag of clothes into Shen Jingbing's arms, and whispered angrily, "I will never chase after your boyfriend for you again!"

Shen Jingbing: "..."

Tong Zhen overheard: "..."

☆, make-up exam

Yin Qing himself is a puffy and fat man with no energy. He was born to have a good impression of the president's wife, a man who is not strong from the back, but "can carry a lot of strength". Obsessed with obsession, the balance has long been tilted towards the president's wife unconsciously.

Who would have thought that another vixen would appear suddenly, have sex with the CEO overnight, and wildly tore the CEO's suit pants, making all his painstaking efforts and ardent hopes come to naught, and his heart Natural dissatisfaction.

Shen Jingbing couldn't laugh or cry: "It's not what you think, he and I..." It has nothing to do with it.

Tong Zhen interrupted him with a smile: "That's what you think. And how can you blame your president? Speaking of which, you still hold the red line between me and your president."

He wished that Shen Jingbing would have one less divine assist and one more stumbling block. Of course, the deeper the misunderstanding of Assistant Yin, the better.

Yin Qing's face turned red, and he changed from an upright big stick to a pitiful person who did something wrong in seconds, and his voice was an octave lower: "President Shen, yes... I'm sorry. It's all the fault of the slave. The imperial decree, so that you are confused by this demon concubine."

Tong Zhen: "..."

Shen Jingbing: "..."

He wanted to say something more, but Yin Qing made such a gag, completely forgot, pointed at him angrily twice, took the bag to the bathroom to change clothes, and went home in a well-groomed manner.

Tong Zhen smiled and winked at him: "Bing Bing, fried eggs are delicious. Your craftsmanship is really good, come back when you have time. I will help you."

The soles of Yin Qing's feet slipped, thinking what kind of enchantment this woman had cast on Mr. Shen, she just washed the dishes, and she was willing to wash her hands and make soup for her.

Shen Jingbing looked at "her" expressionlessly, thinking that if he was nosy in his mother's business, he would punish him to cook for this woman for the rest of his life!

After finally seeing off her ex-boyfriend, Tong Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, quickly changed her makeup and clothes, and drove to school.

It was the freshman registration season, and the campus was full of cars and people. Driving was like a snail crawling. He managed to find a parking space next to the small square and walked towards the college office building on foot.

After walking not far, a young and beautiful girl with a trolley suitcase came over to say hello: "Senior, where can I report to the Department of Drama, Film and Television Performance?"

Tong Zhen: "..."

Today is the day for freshmen to register, and the senior class will officially start two days later. Tong Zhen came to the department for a meeting. He didn't need to scare those little kids, so he didn't wear formal clothes, just put on a white T and trousers.This outfit is very youthful, but he is in his 30s, no matter how green the paint is, he is no longer a gherkin in his twenties.

The little girl now can really speak well.

He pointed in a direction, the girl thanked her, and ran away vigorously dragging the trolley case.

but……

"Senior, where can I get the bedding?"

"Senior, where is the dormitory building No. 13?"

"Senior, where is the payment office?"

……

Along the way, he was called a seven-eighth/nine-sound senior, without any dignity as a teacher, and the smile on his face was almost unbearable, and he was laughed and joked by a passing senior who had seen his "true face" Said: "Senior, long time no see."

Tong Zhen: "..."

These little brats turned against them!

The meeting in the department broke up after a while.A few boys in the class obediently waited for him in the office for half an hour, and went home with him to get the little skirt and lipstick with a look of lovelessness, but they talked excitedly as soon as they got in the car——

"Teacher Tong, is this car a Bentley?"

"I like this British retro model the most. It costs more than 500 million, right?"

"Wow, this interior is so cool!"

"Wow, this seat is so bombastic, isn't it genuine leather?"

……

Tong Zhen: "..."

A few days ago, he just took a fancy to a house near the school. The decoration is simple and elegant, and the furniture and appliances are complete. He has already paid a deposit and signed a one-year rental contract. He is about to move these two days, and it just happens that these young men who are overly energetic " Vent" and help move things.

Although Tong Zhen didn't have many things, but there were a lot of books. Boxes of bricks were heavy and lifeless, and a few boys were sweating profusely and grinning when they moved them. On the other hand, they looked thin and small, Mr. Tong. I can carry two boxes, my face is not red and I am not out of breath, and I can help them later.

These little boys in their twenties never knew how to respect teachers, but blindly worshiped strength. They hadn't finished moving their house, and they were already convinced by Tong Zhen, who was strong enough to carry two boxes.

A boy asked adoringly: "Teacher, have you practiced?"

"Ah."

"What do you practice? Martial arts? Boxing? Taekwondo?"

"To be honest, I used to practice sumo," Tong Zhen said nonsense with a deadpan face, "The organizing committee thought I wasn't big enough, so they refused to let me compete, so I had to change my career. Otherwise, I might not be able to do it now." Already an Olympic champion."

Boys: "..."

Although it looks easy, but after moving, I invited the little boys to eat, and then went home for a long time, and I was still so tired that my waist was sore and my back hurt. I couldn't help feeling that I was getting old.

I think he was not so tired after running [-] kilometers cross-country with weight.

Time is not forgiving.

On the afternoon of the third day, when Tong Zhen saw the group of unscrupulous children playing and laughing in the classroom, he felt more and more what it meant to be a butcher's knife.As soon as he turned into the corridor, he heard a pig-killing cry from the classroom: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Tong Zhen: "..."

So when he walked into the classroom, he saw a room full of drooping quails, all of them looked bitter and hatred, like a group of Yang Bailao being bullied by the bully Huang Shiren.

Because today is the day of make-up exams.

The professional courses of the Department of Character Image Design include Introduction to Body, Character Modeling Makeup, Hair Design, Clothing Matching, Social Etiquette, etc. Tong Zhen is in charge of character modeling and makeup. Last semester he taught the basics of makeup, and this semester he will teach special effects makeup.According to the usual practice, there was no important content to be covered in the first class, so there was no other time for make-up exams.

A boy raised his hand and said, "Teacher, after putting on makeup, can you not go for a stroll outside?"

The military training for freshmen will only start tomorrow, and now the campus is full of younger brothers and sisters who are excitedly wandering around. If they go out for a walk in small skirts, what face will they have as new seniors?

"No!" Tong Zhen's lips curled up, showing a perverted smile, "I have to let you guys experience what a real pervert is, and I can't live up to everyone's kindness in giving me a name."

students:"……"

The big devil is the big devil, if you are afraid, you can't afford to provoke him.

As a result of Tong Zhen's order, most of the students who failed the exams took out their cosmetic bags and began to put on make-up, while the other half who were lucky enough to pass watched the excitement from the sidelines with great enjoyment.In fact, it is not difficult to highlight gender characteristics in makeup, but the difficulty lies in the changes in the body posture, bone appearance and temperament of the characters. This is why no matter how similar the makeup is in film and television dramas, men and women can be recognized at a glance.

Teacher Tong's make-up exam is not very difficult, it is very difficult, abnormally difficult!

The students completed their facial makeup one after another, and went to the bathroom to change clothes, do body makeup on the collarbone or Adam's apple with bitter faces, and came back after changing clothes, looking at each other and laughing.

The teacher in the next classroom was talking nonsense to the students about the summer vacation. Hearing the laughter, he came over to take a look. He laughed until tears came out, and decisively called the whole class of students to come and watch.

The girls are fine, those boys in small skirts can't wait to cover their faces with their hands, they feel ashamed and indignant at the thought of not only being surrounded by students in a class, but also dragged out to parade in front of the teachers and students of the whole school. , Life is worse than death!

Tong Zhen pointed out several obvious technical errors, and then clapped his hands twice: "Quiet!"

It's over, are you going to parade?

"I'll spare you this time," Tong Zhen said, "A friendly reminder, those who pass the make-up exam will only get a passing grade."

students:? ? ?

This passed?What about a parade?

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Qiuhu was in full swing, and the ceiling fan above his head squeaked and spun, making everyone a little dazed.Tong Zhen turned on the computer, bang bang and played a symphony of fate, which instantly woke everyone up.

"Do you know what this is?" Tong Zhen was expressionless, looking around the classroom, "The symphony of fate. Your fate is in my hands." He took out a rubbish paper from his trouser pocket. The crumpled and soaked joint report letter was swiped in front of the whole class: "Do you think I can't recognize your handwriting? It's so naive. I know every little writing habit of each of you very well. The above For these people, if you miss a class, all your usual points will be deducted. If you fail a subject again this semester, I will let you experience what it means to be a true, perverted, make-up exam! Let’s settle accounts after autumn and understand.”

students:"……"

University courses are usually two small classes joined together, because the process of "parade" is omitted, and it only takes one and a half classes to put on makeup and remove makeup, and the remaining half of the class, Tong Zhen originally planned to give Let me briefly introduce special effects makeup.

But at this moment, a boy who was lucky enough not to fail the subject and thus had never seen the boy friend of the Big Devil Tong was not afraid of death and said: "Mr. Tong, we really don't have a grasp of transgender makeup, why don't you...show us a demonstration." one time?"

Other students also booed: "Yes, yes, show us a demonstration."

"Teacher Tong, come one! Teacher Tong, come one!"

The author has something to say: Congratulations to Mr. Shen for achieving the achievement of [contracting a boyfriend for a lifetime]!

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The boy who caused trouble asked: I am avenging you!Why don't you guys talk?

The faces of the boys were pale: no more.This brother didn't know that Mr. Tong used to learn sumo wrestling, and he would be beaten to death for messing around.Brother, is it not good to live?

Troublesome boy: ………

☆、Women's big guy

The boy who took the lead in the fuss was named Xiao Mang, he was good-looking and arrogant. He originally wanted to take the acting department exam, but after two years of exams, he failed the art exam, so he wanted to take a detour and study a random major first. Sophomore transfer again.But he didn't know until he entered school that it was easy to change from the acting department to other majors, but it was extremely difficult to change from other majors to acting.

Although he studied hard throughout his freshman year, his grades in all subjects were considered excellent, and the application even included his experience as a group performer and male No.18 in Hengdian, but his wish to change majors was still in vain.

Also lost is his love.

Xiao Mang has a crush on the Xying school belle next door, and he went through a lot of hardships to add the school belle's WeChat, but the school belle just ignores him, and not only never takes the initiative to send him a WeChat message, but often doesn't reply to the WeChat messages he sent. .

The meaning of refusal is quite obvious.

But just now, Xiao Mang actually received three WeChat messages from Xiaohua.

Gu Pan: I heard that the make-up exam for your make-up department is for men to dress up as women and women to dress up as men. Is it your class?

Gu Pan: I saw the photos on your school forum, but I couldn't find you.

Gu Pan: It’s so funny that you boys wear small skirts hahahahahaha [Yunbei][Yunbei][Yunbei]

As the saying goes, good things do not go out, and bad things spread for thousands of miles.

Xiao Mang: ...

Xiao Mang: I haven't.

Xiao Mang: I failed last semester.

Gu Pan: Stop struggling, sister Xiao.

Gu Pan: Your teacher is so talented that he even came up with this method to prevent class skipping hahahahaha!

Gu Pan: Hurry up!Hand over the photos, we are still good sisters.

Xiao Mang: "..."

He used to be the No. N spare tire of the school belle. Although the ranking was relatively low, he still had the hope of becoming the top one. However, Tong Zhen's women's clothing make-up test show operation made him rise from the tail spare tire to the number one male best friend. He completely cut off his thoughts of chasing the goddess.

How can you not hate it!

So Xiao Mang began to brag and take the lead in booing in the class without fear of death.

If Tong Zhen refuses to fight, he will definitely be embarrassed in front of the whole class.

If Tong Zhen takes up the challenge, he can just secretly take photos and upload them to the school forum, making him ashamed in front of all the teachers and students in X University City, a big embarrassment.

Let's see how he always looks like he's getting [-] to [-] yuan.

The class is full of young people in their twenties, and they like excitement the most. Although Tong Zhen is a well-known cold-faced big devil, the law does not blame the crowd. Since someone takes the lead, he is not afraid of death to follow the loud booing.

A triumphant smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Mang's mouth, and he looked at Tong Zhen provocatively.

Tong Zhen glanced at him with a smile: "Okay. I think Xiao Shuai is handsome and handsome, so why don't you be the model."

"..." Xiao Mang's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, "!!!"

As a teacher, how can you play your cards out of routine? !

Xiao Mang was trying to find an excuse to push it away, but the group of people in the class who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal had already started booing: "Go! Go! Go!"

"Don't be cowardly, just go!"

"Brother Xiao, you are not afraid, are you?"

"Isn't it just wearing a small skirt? We are not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

"Hey...coward!"

……

Seeing him sitting still, the boys and girls in the class shouted in unison: "Xiao Mang, coward! Xiao Mang, coward!"

A group of childish ones.

But for boys of their age, the most unbearable thing is to be aggressive. Xiao Mang's brain became hot, and he slammed his cosmetic bag: "Go up! Who is afraid of whom?"

When the heat in his mind subsided, he was already on the verge of riding a tiger, so he had no choice but to sit down on the chair in front of the podium amidst the shouts of "Brother Xiao V5" and "Brother Xiao 666" from his classmates, and closed his eyes resignedly .

There was still a lot of chattering noise in the classroom, but at some point it became quiet, even the whirring of the ceiling fan and the intermittent chirping of cicadas outside the window could be heard clearly.After about 5 minutes, or 10 minutes, there was a faint exclamation in the classroom.

"Okay, open your eyes."

Xiao Mang opened his eyes, and met many pairs of bright eyes, which were full of amazement. He looked puzzled, watching Tong Zhen pick out a black slim dress from a small skirt, and then turned to the monitor Zeng Ming said, "Go to my office and get the express box under the desk."

5 minutes later, the men's restroom.

Xiao Mang clutched his chest in horror, "No! What are you doing!"

Inside the courier box were the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts delivered by the customer service department of Jiaohong Group, two sets of the latest FR.Jiaohong will send gifts to VVVIP customers in various stores and counters every year on the eve of major festivals, reminding them implicitly that Jiaohong’s new products are on the market, and it’s time to buy them.This year, Jiaohong has a new spokesperson. Although Tong Zhen's gender is not a big secret, the small employees in the customer service department don't know about it, so they directly include her in the list of VIP customers and ship them in batches.

When Tong Zhen just received the express delivery, she also collapsed.

His mother only has a B cup, and it's not easy to give this kind of private thing to others. He originally planned to throw it away in two days, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

"Hey, come here," Tong Zhen showed a smile like a wolf grandmother, "If you dare to tear me down today, you should expect the consequences... If you don't treat you to obedience, you won't be turned out by me every single one of you. ?”

Xiao Mang: "..."

His resistance was soon violently suppressed by Tong Damowang, and he had to be aggrieved and let Tong Zhen stuff two large rolls of toilet paper on his chest, put on D-cup underwear and a small skirt, and he specially used hairspray before going out at noon The hairstyle that was grabbed was also pulled under the faucet to be washed, and the bangs were limp and wet hanging on the forehead. Matched with the ladylike makeup painted by Teacher Tong, it showed a strange softness, playfulness and sexiness.

What hurt his self-esteem even more was that Tong Zhen actually shaved off some of his sparse and precious leg hair!

When Xiao Mang was pushed out of the bathroom by Tong Zhen, he couldn't love him, his legs were clamped tightly when he walked, his face was full of shame and anger, and he stared at whoever caught him.

He walked into the classroom with a flustered face and a cold face.

There was an eerie silence in the classroom, followed by a deafening exclamation.

Boys are inherently good-looking, with clear eyebrows and a slender figure. They are actors, but because they usually deliberately want to draw a line with the traditional impression of "male makeup artist = sissy C gay", they wear rough hairstyles. That's why he lost his good looks.

Just now, after Tong Zhen's ingenious hand sketched in threes and twos, the outline that was originally slightly harder than that of a woman suddenly softened.The legs of the "girl" on the podium are straight and slender, the black dress outlines the slender waist of "her", the breasts under the clavicle are plump and round, and the wet bangs have a beautiful melon-seeded face, matching her The faint anger on his face showed a kind of awe-inspiring and inviolable goddess temperament.

The exclamation in the classroom lingered for a long time, occasionally mixed with a few whistles from the boys.

At the same time, the class group suddenly became lively——

"Women's clothing boss!"

"Ah, ah, brother Xiao's women's clothing is so pretty!"

"Slightly stiffen, to show respect!"

"Take away our little fairy Xiao Xiao, you big pigs, get the hell out of here!"

"Speaking of which, the make-up skills of Tong Damowang are also