put wildness in his heart

Chapter 38

The classroom of Class One is sandwiched between these two art classes.

If I'm not mistaken, the "red light" and "yellow light" should be the class committee members. Wen Miao remembered seeing them at the regular meeting of the department.

The art class is loosely supervised, and the headmaster famously said that "talents with individuality are the great artists of the future", so there are many great artists who dye their hair in these two classes, but there are still very few people who dye their hair so eye-catchingly.

Wen Miao has a little impression of Brother Deng. She has always had a good memory, but basically anyone who has met her can remember them. After a little thought, their names came to mind.

The red one is called Ji Su, and the yellow one is called Ji Hang. They are a pair of twin brothers, but they don't look much alike, so it's easy for people to tell them apart.

When he first heard these two names, He Yin joked, "Is their hometown in the south of the Yangtze River?"

I don't know the green one on the top of his head. He looks quite strange, and his face is quite handsome. He is a very tough handsome guy, but he is not handsome enough to save this color. In addition, his skin is a little dark—yes. It's a healthy wheat color.

The whole person is lined with fluorescent green, which looks even more catastrophic.

Wen Miao looked as if she had been stabbed in the eye by a needle, so she quickly looked away.

Two handsome men with normal aesthetics walked over with three glittering "traffic lights" and stopped in front of the zebra crossing on the side of the road, looking like they were also waiting to cross the road.

This intersection is a main road that traverses east, west, north, south, and the traffic lights are particularly long. When you encounter a red light, you usually have to wait for two to three minutes to pass.

When Shen Jiayu came over, she glanced at her lightly, and then looked away with a flat expression, without any intention of saying hello, as if the few words they talked about at the birthday banquet before were just her illusion.

Wen Miao didn't take the initiative to speak either.

It's true that she is a social genius, but she is not familiar with it.

If others talk to her, she will talk, and if others don't talk to her, she won't go up to her hot face and cold ass.

Wen Miao ticked up the mask again, only showing a pair of eyes. She stood absent-mindedly on the side of the road, waiting to cross, while listening to the three "traffic lights" approaching from a short distance. Forced to chatter.

"Valentine's Day, today is Valentine's Day, today is the annual Valentine's Day! Brothers!"

"What are you talking about? You don't have a lover."

"Oh, I just want to remind you, you have been single for too long, I am afraid you will forget."

"...as if you're not single."

"I'm single, but I don't want to find a partner. As a qualified internet addict, my girlfriend is the king."

"Wake up, brother, the glory of the king is just a game. Even if you become the king of glory, it doesn't matter if you become the first in the whole server. No matter how high the rank is, it is just a statistic. Don't tell me that when you marry a daughter-in-law in the future, you will be treated badly." Did the mother-in-law say, 'I am the King of Glory, I have all the heroes and skins of the King'?"

"...Brother, you are a bit of a spoiler."

"I'm starting from the facts, and I'll give you some great principles in advance, so that you won't be stunned by reality."

"When I think about it this way, what you said seems to have a little bit of truth. But I'm a little unbalanced when you say it this way. In this festival, even the trash can can receive fucking flowers, but I No."

(End of this chapter)