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The annual school sports meeting has entered the preparation stage.Each class began to prepare the phalanx and the opening ceremony entrance costumes and fill in the entries for the competition.Generally speaking, the freshmen are always more active and active than the old fritters who are in the second and third grades.

Kan Long was originally a representative of the physical education class, but now he can't do anything. The only thing he can do is to beg others to participate in the competition as a poor wounded person, hugging his classmates' thighs, stalking them, and crying.

As a result, even Liu Xiaotong, who was powerless, signed up for the high jump event, purely to make up the number of people.

The squad leader suggested in the class: "Do you have any comments on the phalanx costumes of our class?"

Zhong Yu immediately raised her hand positively: "Men and men waltz into the arena, they will definitely overwhelm the audience!"

"Shh..."

Zhong Yu successfully got a lot of boos, so she sat down with a smile.

Ding Changning said softly: "Why don't you wear Hanfu? It's very meaningful to be a scholar."

Gu Xing said: "I learned about it. Many classes have bought Hanfu. They can only afford cheap and ugly Hanfu. It's horrible to wear."

The class exploded like a pot in an instant, and everyone had their own opinions.Zhang Yunfeng wrote the plan on the stage and said: "Come one by one, you can propose anything, and finally we will vote to decide. Everyone has to consider the issue of funding, not too expensive."

Song Yuan raised his hand to propose, and said in a loud voice: "If you want me to say, just come to Shamat, a cheap and powerful aristocrat on campus, take out your ugliest and tightest clothes, and buy a wig for each of you. Come, I guarantee that no one can beat me! Awesome..."

Kan Long raised his hand and said, "I agree with whatever the boss says! My deskmate also agrees, and so does Laozhu."

Zhu Jun shouted: "Who stepped on the horse to agree?"

Song Yuan glared at Zhu Jun, Zhu Jun cleared his throat and said, "I agree, and the monitor also agrees!"

Zhang Yunfeng smiled awkwardly, thinking, I didn't agree.

The girls made a fuss and raised their voices: "No, it's too embarrassing, you can't."

Kan Long said: "We have long been humiliated and humiliated in Class One and Eleven. If you want to live together, you must die together!"

"Fist talk, fight me if you don't agree!" Song Yuan shouted, comparing fists.

The girls in the class fell silent instantly, looking at Song Yuan, they dared not speak out.

Zhong Yu sneered coldly and said, "Boss Song, you are so awesome, you are threatening with force."

Zhang Yunfeng nodded, thinking about it carefully and said: "Everyone be quiet, it's good to think about it carefully. Everyone wants to shine in the school sports meeting and save money. It's not bad. Let me sort out some details for you. Clothing matching, and DIY hairstyles, everyone can use the clothes at home when they go home.”

Song Yuan shouted excitedly: "We are taking the visual route, members of the Burial Love family, let's get angry at the entrance of the village!"

Yang Xiwo raised her sleepy eyes in a daze, and asked in a low buzzing voice: "What family?"

"Little monk, you are going to wear a wig again!"

The whole class started a secret cultivation plan to bury members of the noble lineage of the loved family.Starting from the costumes, some people brought out green tights, some people brought studded coats, and Kan Long even contributed his mother's leopard print top.The whole classroom is decorated with colorful costumes, all kinds of big gold chains and tattoo stickers are ready.

Girls add embellishments to high-end colorful hairstyles, tie hair, cut hair, and add hair clips to ensure that everyone has a different type and be the most beautiful boy!

The past few days of preparation have produced a lot of joy, everyone is showing off their clothes, and all of them are related to their parents who don't know how to buy clothes.

Song Yuan laughed and said: "Hanhan, your clothes are too ugly, I don't even need them to wipe my feet."

"Are you questioning your grandma's aesthetics?"

Song Yuan kicked over to take advantage of me?

Yang Xi and I stared blankly at the clothes Song Yuan had prepared for him, tight jeans, a red jacket and a vest, and an explosive chicken nest head.He sneered: "A group of demons and ghosts."

On the morning of the opening ceremony, the whole classroom exploded. It was so ugly that people laughed out loud. The room was full of demons, heretics, ghosts and ghosts, and cult organizations.

Everyone held Jiangwai's school uniform shirts in their hands, and stepped out of the classroom of Class [-], Senior [-] with high spirits, and the whole teaching building erupted into loud laughter.

The class next door is all dressed up in scholarly attire, or in uniform, and they voluntarily back down when they see the big scene in Class [-] and Class [-].

When Li Jiaxun, Luo Huang and others from the [-]th class next door saw the battle of the [-]th class, and then looked at the inferior Hanfu in their own class, they couldn't help saying: "This is the leader!"

"Squad Eleven is too treacherous, they rely on making a fool of themselves to gain the limelight."

"That's right, if I knew we were like this, I wouldn't need to buy Hanfu."

Kan Long wore a long yellow wig, flipped his hair handsomely, lined up with the members of class [-], and said with a smile: "Our class [-] is not something you can climb, don't learn from me."

Li Jiaxun said: "Cut, ugly."

Song Yuan stared at Li Jiaxun with wide eyes. There seemed to be tens of thousands of needles standing up all over his body, making it inviolable. He slowly approached Li Jiaxun, staring at him condescendingly, and said gloomyly, "What? Do you want to compare with me?"

Li Jiaxun immediately admitted his cowardice, took a few steps back, and said with a smile, "How dare you."

The aura is too powerful to compare!

"Respected leaders, parents and friends, dear teachers, dear students, good morning everyone! In this season of high autumn and fruitful results, we ushered in the grand opening of the No.13 School Sports Meeting of our school... ..."

"First, let's invite Chairman Pan Guosheng to speak..."

"I invite our Principal Li Wenli to speak..."

"Our square team formations and representative teams of all grades have already been prepared, and now all square teams and representative teams are invited to enter..."

"The next entry is the phalanx of the first and first class of senior high school. Their contribution: a class of athletes with good demeanor, vigorous and vigorous. We are full of confidence and fighting spirit. Whether it is study or sports, we strictly demand ourselves. This is a A united and progressive class, coming for victory, fighting for honor..." A group of high school students in blue Hanfu came to meet them.

"The first and second classes of high school entering the venue next..." The children of the second class came on the stage wearing white T-shirts and black pants.

"The next entry is Class [-], Senior High..."

The audience roared with laughter, and all eyes were on the monsters and ghosts on the red runway, as if the world's supernatural door was open, and all kinds of strange things came out

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"The appearance of high-end characters always needs to be highlighted. This is a group of family members who inherit an acre of land at the head of the village and are full of noble blood. The down-to-earth activities of washing, cutting and blowing and dancing forest whirlwind can no longer meet our needs... Hee..." The host chuckled, maintaining his host qualities, and continued: "On the field outside the river, we will present you with a wonderful two hundred dance. Bury love and go to war, and no grass will grow. Accept the favor from the nobles Come on, students! Love me, don't you be afraid!"

"Class [-] is awesome, you can do anything..."

"Is Sha Matt culture going to be popular again?"

"Damn, that green hair, that leopard print with hot eyes, it's so flirtatious..."

"On the post, it's hot... I have someone who is one step ahead of me..."

"Wow, all the goddesses kill Matt, oh my god... Class [-] and Class [-] in high school are harming the common people."

"Senior Class [-], hot-eyed and naive."

The monsters and goblins of Class [-] and Class [-] faced the laughter of the whole school, and solemnly saluted the leaders on the rostrum.The four guardian kings in front are Song Yuan, Zhu Jun, Zhang Yunfeng, and Zhong Fulai. They are matched in pairs. One holds a [-]-inch poster in one hand, and the other holds the red cloth covering the photo. The music suddenly turned on.

Ah, that's the emoji of that great head teacher, Comrade Gao.

Ah, that's the emoji of that fat director Adu.

A'Du stomped his feet and cursed: "Grade [-], Class [-], you've turned your back..."

Lao Gao lowered his head in embarrassment, was grabbed by other teachers, and laughed at him: "Why are the children in your class so noisy? It's so funny..."

Gao Zhenping didn't know how he taught a group of demons and heretics, it's fine to get into trouble and do stupid things at ordinary times, but he is also so stupid on important occasions.

"Hey, give and take! I'm used to it, I love it, and I'll scold them when I get back." Comrade Gao smiled slightly, watching the group of monsters waving Jiangwai school uniforms, and the scene was lively.With a youthful smile on his face, young people are different and can play.

Although embarrassing, they are quite happy.

Lao Gao shook his head helplessly, lowered his face, and yelled at them: "Class [-], Senior [-] is the strongest! Going out on the [-]th, not a single blade of grass will grow!"

As soon as the members of the funeral family in Class [-] heard the head teacher's voice, they all shouted: "Zhenping Zhenping, Brother Ping, Brother Ping, I love Brother Ping!"

"Brother Ping, I love Brother Ping!"

Brother Ping, flat chested?

Lao Gao pointed at them and stared angrily, as if to say: If you make fun of me again, you are dead.

A'Du scolded angrily: "Gao Zhenping, I'm really speechless, you lunatics, go home and ask your mother to take you to the Great Immortal to have a look, is it because you have run into something evil?"

Lao Gao persuaded: "It's all for entertainment, just smile and let it go, Director."

The eleventh class of senior high school became popular again, and the other classes couldn't beat them.Class [-] booed: "Come to the village to dance! Battle!"

Kan Long danced in a funny way, shouting: "Look at my whirlwind dance, phoenix dance for nine days, I will break your waist!"

Zhu Jun danced on the side with the most coquettish posture, and said with a smile: "Asian dance king Nicola, the family of love, Zhao Si'er!"

Kan Long pulled a few boys to dance awkwardly in front of Class [-], and all the curious students in the grade came over to have a look.The entire Grade [-] Class lived together until Ah Duo came to coax away those who joined in the fun.

Adu's loudspeaker was amplified repeatedly, and he said angrily: "Do you students who come here to join in the fun also want to learn how to fight ghosts? Don't come here again to disturb the order of the eleventh class. Come again, I will send you to the eleventh class." You look like a ghost, let you dance on the rostrum."

Song Yuan looked down at Yang Xiwo who was smiling slightly. That orange explosion hairstyle was really ugly, but why is Yang Xiwo still so cute?He put his hands on Yang Xiwo's shoulders, and said in an evil rather than mainstream tone: "Take you to pretend to fly, take you to cry until dark!"

Yang Xiwo turned to look at Song Yuan, sneered and said, "It's so ugly!"

"You're not going to get any better, smelly monk, if you give your hair some hair, it'll look good. Believe it or not, I'm blocking you from the village!"

Yang Xiwo said in a cold voice: "There are horse-killing monsters everywhere in front of you, and the idiots in the village are still here today."

"Turn around the corner and scold me, watch me bury love dancing skill super invincible shadowless hand..." Song Yuan raised his hands to form a formation, put his hand into Yang Xiwo's psoas muscle, and scratched it.Yang Xi gritted his teeth, resisted the discomfort of itching, and snorted coldly: "It's useless, it doesn't itch!"

"I'll wipe it, it's useless! What about other places? Watch my assault rifle/gun blow my ass..." Song Yuan put his hands together to form a hand/gun, pointing his fingers at Yang Xi's ass.

Yang Xiwo ran away in fright, and Song Yuan chased after him.Song Yuan chased Yang Xiwo for six to seven hundred meters, and the two village heads scuffled together behind the gymnasium.In the end, Yang Xiwo leaned against the wall, protected her buttocks, kicked Song Yuan, and cursed: "Stupid idiot, what are you doing?"

"See if you dare to provoke me! Tell me, do you still dare? If you don't tell me, I'll be executed."

"Fuck off!"

"Execution... Said brother, I dare not."

"Well, dear brother."

"Toast, don't drink poison, watch my assault rifle/gun explode ass..."

"Brother, I don't dare anymore." Yang Xi, I knew that I couldn't beat Song Yuan, but I still went to provoke him, I really owed it.

"Well, I'm obedient." Song Yuan stretched out his hand to tease Yang Xi's face with the orange wig, and said with a smile, "Shout again."

"Mr. Gao, why are you here? I'm sorry, I'll go back!"

"Where is Lao Gao..." Before the words fell, Yang Xi and I had already fled away. When Song Yuan saw the trick, he ran like a tiger rushing to eat, and shouted: "Little bald donkey, eat my assault rifle/ gun!"