Hang up to study, I became a master of esoteric religion

"Why do you wear slippers to go out?" The disciplinary committee member in the class smiled and said.

"I haven't changed my shoes yet, wait for me." Mariko glanced at the monitor, then turned around and went back to put on his shoes.

The squad leader's eyes chased Yuanzi's figure, watching Luoli Yuan bend her waist, her tasteful feet slipped into white boat socks and wrapped them tightly.

Then, Yuanzi held one end of the shoe again, and slipped her little feet into the white sneakers.

The squad leader's breathing quickened slightly, and he thought excitedly, "It's Mariko, she's really alive."

After such a thought flashed by, the squad leader patted his face again, not allowing himself to keep thinking about Yuanzi's death.

Such thoughts are not auspicious at all, you must know that today is Mariko's birthday, not her death day!

The squad leader warned himself over and over again to press that unrealistic memory in the dream.

"Go!" Yuanzi closed the door and glanced at the monitor again.

Mariko's hair hadn't been taken care of, and it looked disheveled.

However, messy can also be messy and cute. No matter how Mariko dresses up, she has an unparalleled cuteness.

This is an advantage that online live broadcasting cannot bring. Mariko's cuteness is cuter than her in photos and videos, and the video will only lose part of her cuteness and quality.

Mariko once thought that if the live broadcast was not successful, he might try to show his face live, but now he doesn't need to think about showing his face or not, painting is the right way.

Disciplinary and study committee members bowed their heads to play with their mobile phones. When they saw Yuanzi coming out, they immediately hugged each other and kissed each other.

Unreasonably rubbing Yuanzi's face with both hands, all kinds of intimate contact with the body, hugging her into her arms, and shouting: "So cute, Yuanzi!"

"Mariko doesn't comb her hair, she's really sloppy!"

"I like sloppy too, give it to me!"

"Ugh!"

The two girls didn't pass by, and they kept fighting for Yuanzi's hug rights.

However, these two people are also sensible people, and they stopped hugging for half a minute. The squad leader walked over to hug Yuanzi later, feeling the soft feeling. After ten seconds, everyone went downstairs together.

"Mariko, I heard that you don't plan to broadcast live anymore, are you going to fight for the college entrance examination?" the monitor asked worriedly.

Without live streaming, the quality of life would be miserable.

"I received a lot of tips today. It seems to be more than 1 yuan. After tax deduction, it may be more than 4000..." Yuanzi said.

Today is April NO.11, just one third of the month has passed.

Today's harvest plus the live broadcast income of the previous ten days is almost five or six thousand.

In the follow-up, Yuanzi doesn't plan to bother with live broadcasting. There may be a little profit, but it won't be too much.

The two disciplinary committee members also shouted after hearing the words: "Hey, what's going on, why isn't the live broadcast going, do you really want to go to university?"

"No way, Yuanzi, has the sun come out to the west? How can you go to college with your grades!" The study committee showed an expression that shocked Yuan's mother for 100 years.

"Well, one has to work hard in one's lifetime." Yuanzi said noncommittally.

Mariko is not fooling them, she really wants to go to university.

Although she doesn't know what she can study in college, she is also eager to go to college. The focus is on experience, and she can also hang out.

The main thing is to change a place to dawdle, no matter it was the previous life or this life, her thoughts are all so salty.

As for going out to find a job or something, it's better to say goodbye, it is not her wish to work for others.

Now that there is a mysterious side-drawing technique, it is even more impossible to work in a physical store.

Waiting for Party A's father to request a manuscript through the Internet, this is the way out of life Yuanzi wants!

"Do you need me to help with homework?" The monitor interrupted at this moment.

"Huh?" X2

"Squad leader, do you want to tutor Yuanzi? Her grades are very poor. You have said countless times before that Yuanzi is hopeless, and she will never go to college in this life." The study committee member was shocked for the second time.

Mariko also recovered from the surprise, nodded and said, "I need it."

"Then start tutoring tomorrow night, time is running out."

The class monitor wanted to chat with Yuanzi about the dream in private, but now that there are two classmates around, obviously they can't talk much, so we can only chat on the night of tutoring and teaching.

Afterwards, the four of them went to the cinema together and watched an episode of tear-jerking movies about family affection.

two hours later.

When they walked out of the theater, the four of them were so moved that their eyes were red.

"It's so beautiful, the setting of family affection back in the past is awesome." The class monitor was moved.

"I think of an animated movie with a similar setting, but it's about a relationship." The disciplinary committee member in a skirt shook his ponytail and said.

"Hey, I also thought of that animation." The study committee member said.

"Wait a minute, the setting is different. Did you two make a mistake?" Yuanzi asked suspiciously.

Afterwards, the four of them chattered about setting questions.

At the end of the day, the two disciplinary committee members finally admitted that their memory was confused.

In short, the daily life of Mariko's female high school students is so simple, boring and sticky.

Flash forward to night.

The four of them put a birthday cake in the room, and some female classmates came to celebrate the birthday party one after another.

There were more and more people, including Mariko, there were twelve female students celebrating their birthday in the house.

When everyone arrived, someone yelled "I turned off the light", and then the light was turned off.

Then, "Happy Birthday to You" chants echoed through the room.

Eighteen candles of different colors were inserted on the cake. The small candles emitted yellow light and burned quietly, and eighteen wisps of green smoke curled up.

Mariko is wearing a birthday celebration tiara and a red thin coat. The original intention is that red is more festive. After turning off the lights, red becomes the most eye-catching focus of the audience, and it is also stunningly red.

The squad leader looked at the red, and inexplicably the double image of animal eyes flashed in front of his eyes.

Are those scarlet eyes, the eyes of a red-eyed bat, or the eyes of a red-eyed crow?

Surrounded by the singing of the crowd, Mariko opened his mouth and breathed out slowly.

The eighteen candles on the cake trembled and went out automatically in a counterclockwise manner.

"It's quite rhythmic." Yuanzi thought, she was blowing out tricks in one breath.

"Happy birthday! Mariko!"

In the darkness, someone giggled and stretched out his hand to smear a cream on Yuanzi's face.

Then, several people yelled: "I want to spread cream too!"

"I also want!"

A group of people rushed forward.

Mariko was touched around, and immediately died.

She yelled and yelled that they were all bad guys, and I was going to fuck them all up.

"Come on, do it!"

"Who is afraid of who!"

Then a battle of butter cream danced by demons started like this.

Amidst the carnival in the dark, the squad leader was infected by the frenzy at the scene, forgot the discomfort caused by the memory of the dream, and sank into Yuanzi's birthday party where the demons danced wildly.

"Turn on the light, it's no fun not to turn on the light!" Yuanzi said angrily after being touched a lot.

"It's fun to play in the dark under the lights!"

"I suspect you are playing yellow accent, turn on the light!"

Mariko didn't have time to turn on the light when a man with no face rushed forward and slapped Mariko's little butt with a palm covered in cream. The mini shorts were all covered in cream.

"Ah, you dare to wipe my ass, look!"

Yuanzi fought back angrily, and the scene became more and more chaotic.

Everyone fights as one, regardless of you and me, attacking people when they see them.

Suddenly, there was a crisp bang.

Someone broke something, like glass breaking.

"Stop, stop, don't move!" Yuanzi suddenly woke up and shouted loudly.

Some people stop, but some people are still active, and the typical person is crazy.

Girls are bold and unrestrained, not inferior to boys.

"Come on! Go on!" Someone shouted.

Yuanzi didn't care, she wanted to turn on the light, so she couldn't play any more.

The end of the party gave her a strange feeling, which made Yuanzi a little uncomfortable, and she didn't know if she was thinking too much.

Swish.

The squad leader arrived at the headlight switch one step ahead of Mariko, and pressed the switch.

Bright lights illuminate the entire living room, the darkness recedes, and the furniture casts shadows.

There are traces of their battles everywhere in the hall, sofas, table tops, shoe racks, curtains, floors, ceilings, white cream stuck everywhere.

Chapter 38 So what kind of vegetables do you grow, the monitor will teach me

On the ground on the right side of the small sofa table, there are a large group of glass shards and water stains, and there is a dirty footprint in the center of the water stains.

Yuanzi glanced at it, and didn't care much about whose shoes the footprints belonged to, but only felt sorry for her own vase, after all, it was bought for dozens of dollars.

Yuanzi looked up at everyone again, and saw that there were twelve people neatly, no one was missing, and there was no one more, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"I should be thinking too much." Yuanzi thought.

The squad leader asked scoldingly, "Who broke the vase?"

No one dared to stand out, they all shrank their necks and waved their hands to show that they were not themselves.

"not me."

"It's not me, I don't know."

"I was just chasing Yuanzi for fun, so I shouldn't have kicked the bottle, right?" The study committee member was unsure.

"Me too, I didn't kick anything." The disciplinary committee member raised his hand, looking innocent.

Only the squad leader walked up to Yuanzi, cared about Yuanzi's body, looked at Yuanzi's bare feet and said, "Look, Yuanzi's legs are scratched."

Everyone hurried over and saw Yuanzi's right leg had a shallow scratch, and blood was overflowing from the small wound.

The faces of the girls changed, and they immediately apologized to Yuanzi.

However, no one on the court came out to admit that he kicked the vase, and everyone knew nothing about it.

Yuanzi waved his hand, not paying much attention: "It's nothing, let's eat cake."

Mariko's attitude calmed down everyone who was uneasy. It really wasn't a big deal, it was just a small wound, and it healed after a few days with a Band-Aid.

Everyone ate the cake, and then collectively cleaned up, chatting while sweeping.

After sweeping, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and twelve people left Yuanzi's house one after another.

The squad leader was the first to leave, and she came back from the pharmacy outside after a while, bringing band-aids and disinfectant alcohol.

"Look at you, you don't know how to protect yourself when you're injured, come on, I'll help you disinfect." The squad leader cared.

"Ah, there's no need for it." Yuanzi looked at the disinfectant alcohol and hesitated.

The squad leader grabbed Yuanzi's bare feet involuntarily, "Last time I disinfected it for you, what are you afraid of, I will be gentle."

Yuanzi was taken aback when he heard the words, remembering the incident in his dream where the squad leader disinfected the wound.

The burning pain is still very painful when I think about it now.

However, Yuanzi remembered that the squad leader hadn't sterilized himself in reality.