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1.9

Whether he is really studying or not, Liu Yufei doesn't know, anyway, he hasn't seen Xiaodio since then.

However, Xiaodio's plan was completed as promised. During this week, his family received countless couriers, large and small, including wigs, colored contacts, fake breasts, real skirts, real bras, and real lace.

"Okay." Liu Miaomiao wrote the last stroke on Xiao Di'ao's face, "Pip your lips and smile."

Liu Miaomiao walked around Xiao Diao again and again, and after carefully looking at Xiao Diao's attire, she couldn't help but be moved by her ingenious workmanship.

Thank you to all the women's clothing bosses at station b for the up masters!

Thanks Zhihu!

I am even more grateful for Liu Miaomiao's superb makeup skills and Xiao Di'ao's courageous heart for breaking straight men.

Liu Miaomiao touched Xiao Di'ao's dog's head in relief: "Apprentice, this road is very long and difficult. As a teacher, that's all you can do to help you. The rest is up to you. Kangzhuang is flat, as long as the teacher hopes you are happy."

"Come on, we should go out of the room now." Liu Miaomiao held Xiao Diao's arm as if he really regarded him as her best friend.

Today is Monday. Not only is the sky cloudless, but there are no two fathers at home. It is a good time to commit crimes.

The place where the crime was committed was still the bench in the community. Liu Miaomiao pulled the shy Xiao Diao and pressed him to the bench, and hid behind the bushes, quietly waiting for a unique love.

Whether the other party is a handsome man or a handsome man, whether he is aggressive or offensive, Liu Miaomiao laughed suspiciously. Just at this moment, she saw a figure "all eyes on him" approaching, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was so stiff that it shattered before it lasted long. .

Liu Miaomiao was worried about Xiao Di'ao's IQ who came up with this plan, and at the same time felt ashamed of herself who assisted him in carrying out this plan. She couldn't bear to look at the two of them again, and she walked down the alley in despair with her tail between her legs.

2.0

As Qingmei who accompanied Xiao Diao through his entire childhood and adolescence, it is impossible for Liu Miaomiao not to know Yun Da Diao, a man of high school class, even though they have never seen each other since they were in the sophomore class of high school.

If you know that Xiao Di'ao's male god is Yun Da Diao, Liu Miaomiao will never agree to be Xiao Di'o's makeup girl, how embarrassing it is...

So Xiaodio, please start performing alone in front of a classmate you know.

2.1

Xiao Diao watched Yun Da Diao walking towards him step by step.

The summer sun was so dazzling, it shone hotly on Yun Da Diao's body, making his originally fair skin more translucent, as if it was shining.

All of a sudden, Xiaodio seemed to be back in that narrow classroom, with the whirring of the electric fan in his ears, the flipping of the pages of the book on the desk, the chalk rubbing against the blackboard on the podium, and the white powder rinsing off. The ground fell, flew up, and the teacher's lifeless voice was passed into the students' ears along with the irregular movement of the dust in the sunlight, and then came out from the other side after a while.

On such a boring day, Xiaodio lay absent-mindedly on the table, resting his head on a stack of books, with his eyes half-opened and half-closed, looking out of the door on the opposite corner in a daze.

The sun moved its position slowly, and at some point, a ray of sunlight reflected on Xiaodio's face through the open door, making his eyes "light up".

"Crack", the chalk crossed most of the classroom from the podium, landed on Xiaodio's head accurately, and rolled around on the ground again, honorably completing its "task of teaching the sleeping students in class", satisfied I fell into a dream soundly, waiting for the arrival of the student on duty.

"Shodio! Stand up for me!"

Following the roar of the math teacher, many students in the class who were "out of their minds" due to spring sleepiness stood up one after another and stared at Xiaodio with great interest.

Xiao Diao stood up unhurriedly, let out a breath, and made the math teacher tremble with anger, and gave him a final math problem, waiting to see his jokes.

Only then did Xiaodio realize that he was in class.

He looked up at the densely packed small characters on the blackboard, and couldn't help sweating. He could understand each character individually, but when they were put together, his head was confused.

Seeing Xiao Di'ao's embarrassment, the math teacher was quite proud and felt much more comfortable. He ordered him not to sit down if he didn't think of a way.I thought to myself: With Xiaodio's math results, he must not be able to think of it, let alone this is a competition question.

Xiaodio stared at f(x), thinking that this is an abstract function, but what if it is an abstract function?

He scratched his head and looked from the f(x) on the blackboard to the corridor.The freshmen of high school are entrenched on the first floor, and it is easy to see the small garden outside the corridor.

The flowers stretch out their petals lazily, trying to let each petal fully feel the warmth brought by the sun. White butterflies hover in the garden, jumping in the shade and sunshine.It flapped its not-so-pretty wings, and the moment a strange figure stepped into its domain, it quietly hid on the leaves.

Xiaodio saw a figure gradually approaching. He was wearing the "sack" uniform issued by the school. Xiaodio squinted his eyes. Under the sun, the other person's face could not be seen clearly, and his fair complexion seemed to be shining.

After knocking on the door a few times, he called out "Report".

The eyes of the whole class were attracted by him.

Xiao Diao was overjoyed, he happened to be tired from standing, and after being attracted by the firepower of the math teacher, he stretched himself, stretched his muscles and bones, and looked forward to the upcoming good show.

The math teacher's anger was suddenly ignited. Xiao Diao was just an introduction, and Yun Dadiao, who only came to study two days a week, was really angry with him.

Yunda Diao is an enduring topic not only among students, but also among teachers. Teachers’ evaluation of Yunda Diao is clearly divided into two waves: one is smart, this kid is really too smart, it’s a pity Do not study hard.The second is, what's the use of being smart, the attitude towards learning is too bad, which is unpleasant.

The mathematics teacher is in the latter wave. In his more than ten years of teaching career, he has never met such a smart child. How can a student with a high-spirited attitude be so proud of himself? , let’s do the problem on the blackboard.” Then, the math teacher added another competition problem.

Yun Dadiao walked up to the podium, read it for a while, and then began to write on the blackboard. His hands were moving, and the handwriting was beautiful. He also annotated his thoughts during the answering process.

Xiao Diao looked at the answering process thoughtfully, and suddenly felt that the competition question was just that, very simple, and then felt ashamed of his thick skin, and couldn't help feeling suspicious of this classmate who had been "mysterious" all the year round. A little respect.

Yun Dadiao, who finished writing the answer, walked down from the podium. Because he didn't come to school for a long time, his position has been moved to the farthest corner of the classroom, just beside Xiaodio, in a corner.

Yun Da Diao's back is straight, his expression is indifferent, and his eyes are really serious. Xiao Diao can't help feeling curious about this unsociable school bully.

The math teacher was blown by Yunda's stern look, but he had to applaud his answer, wiped the blackboard, and was about to resume the lecture, but was interrupted by the get out of class bell, and finally gave Xiaodio a look and told him to sit down.

2.2

Xiao Diao nervously grabbed the lace edge of the skirt, he glanced at Yunda Diao's hand hanging at the side, and uncomfortably brushed his bangs in an attempt to cover his face.

"You... hello..." Xiaodio's choked voice came out from behind the mask, muffled, and it was really difficult to tell the male and the female for a while.

"Hello." Yun Dadiao unconsciously hooked his lips when he saw the "elementary girl" twisting from the corner of his eyes, and there was a slight smile in his voice, "elementary girl?"

The heartbeat quickened, the blood surged up, his ears went numb, and Xiaodio's head was buzzing, and he felt that the sky was dark for a while, and before he had time to think about it, he blurted out the sentence "Soviet bombed".

"I...I mean your voice is very nice!"

Xiao Dio hurriedly made amends, but what he said was like a complete idiot:

"Really... because, because your voice is very magnetic, it is especially suitable for a□□r, and you can also be a cv, it doesn't matter if you attack the sound and receive the sound, just find out what you like!!" a□□r will do!Coax the nest to sleep every day~ Bixin

"Ah."

It seems that no matter what you say, Yun Da Diao will look at Xiao Diao with a tolerant attitude and serious eyes, and gradually he no longer panics, and finally sends out the invitation that he had planned a long time ago: "Let's go to the skating rink, the weather is too hot. "

He thought for a while and added: "If you can't, I'll teach you."

2.3

Can Yun Da Diao know how to skate?

According to the author's thinking, it is like this; it must be done, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?What do you use to take care of your own family?

But... Realization is very cruel, Yun Da Diao will not.

Shotio was very satisfied, as we all know that ice rinks are a good place for couples to create a fire of pure love.

Here, touching the little hands and hugging the waist is not a problem. Even if you throw the opponent down, it can be said that you accidentally fell.

Of course, Xiaodio will not be so mad, he pays attention to slow work and meticulous work, and boils frogs in warm water.

What we walk is the heart, not the kidney.

Not in Longma, but in Jinjiang.

Xiao Diao was eager to show his hospitality, holding two pairs of size [-] shoes in one hand - the little brother on the other side was dumbfounded, probably because he didn't expect a "soft" and "delicate" little girl to have such a big shoe size.

The author has something to say:

I am obsessed with dota and eating chicken... This novel seems to never end hahahahaha

Maybe this novel will continue to be updated when I stop playing games after school starts. . .