I'm very sleepy now, dizzy, my whole body aches, and I'm nauseated and retching.
I have a very deep understanding that it is unquestionably a bad behavior to carry a superwoman with a speed of 210 kilometers per hour on my shoulders at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night and run back and forth for hundreds of kilometers. What's even worse is that after a night of tossing, I still persisted.
When I came to class, I couldn't help but have a very scary thought - could my latent M attribute be finally activated?
...shudder!
After the morning self-study, the classroom was as chaotic as the alley entrance when the urban management arrived. There were noisy voices and over-energetic classmates running around everywhere, ranging from the US selling missiles to Taiwan to the school cafeteria, what to cook for lunch today,
How could primitive people think of barbecue food as far back as tens of thousands of years ago? As recently as the school shooting that happened yesterday, it seems that all possible topics in the world are concentrated in this small classroom, where massive amounts of information are collected and processed.
They appear in all sorts of strange ways, and it is unlikely that many people will be able to understand what they say without subtitles.
In this noisy environment, I just want to have a good sleep.
If I could get some sleep, there would be no need to write this chapter... Ahem, slip of the tongue.
In a trance, I saw a dark figure rushing towards me, with the sound of whistling wind.
The name of this dark shadow is Zhao Hang, and he is the first friend I made after coming to this school. Unlike me who transferred to this school after high school, Zhao Hang has been going to school here since junior high school.
The school knows me far better than I do, and he helped me a lot when I first started school. Apart from his somewhat arrogant personality, he is also a very good person. The most obvious feature is his moving body shape and his
That agility is completely inconsistent with his weight. It is said that this guy's weight has reached 190 kilograms and has faint signs of breaking through the 200 mark. It is not an exaggeration to call it a humanoid tank.
"Chen Jun! Wake up! This is how you get up early in the morning. Could it be that last night you..."
I raised my head, and the bloodshot eyes made the big fat man in front of me startle.
"Hey, Chen Jun, what's wrong with you? You stayed up all night last night? How could you sneak out to surf the Internet with your sister watching?"
"I'm going to tell you that I met terrorists last night, do you believe it or not?"
"I don't believe it." Zhao Hang shook his head firmly, with waves of fat on his face.
"Then there is no common language..." I said, my eyelids involuntarily closing again, and my voice gradually became blurry.
"Hey, wake up, wake up, don't be busy sleeping yet, I have big news here, do you want to hear it?"
“The buns in the cafeteria are on sale at noon?”
"That's not true."
"Go well, don't send me away..."
Seeing me closing my eyelids again, Zhao Hang was helpless.
However, although I was not interested in this guy's news at all, it did not mean that others were not interested. Soon, a voice came in time to save Comrade Zhao Hang's young heart, which was suffering from shock.
Qianqian, who always likes to hear all kinds of gossip, came over and asked curiously: "Pangpang, what's the news?"
"Our menopausal head teacher has had a big family incident and has resigned!"
The whole class was quiet for a few seconds, and then suddenly became excited. Everyone was attracted by the news, and they all came forward to find out the news - now I couldn't sleep at all.
"Okay, okay!" Zhao Hang waved his hand suddenly, glanced triumphantly at the expectant students around him, and then said slowly: "The key point is later - do you want to know who our new class teacher is?"
The students were silent for two seconds, and then they bent down to grab their stools in unison.
"Wait a minute, I'll tell you what I said!" Faced with vanity and a small life, Zhao Hang wisely chose the latter, "She's a great beauty!"
"Ah -" everyone shouted in unison, and then said in unison: "Just follow your aesthetics?"
Student Zhao Hang's aesthetics have always been a matter of great interest to everyone. It seems that in this person's eyes, as long as a woman does not affect the appearance of the city, she can be called a beauty. Later, there were rumors that as long as she is a woman, she can get married to Student Zhao Hang.
The most recent version of the Dharma Eye is that Zhao Hang has expanded this scope to include any non-men. It is optimistically estimated that this scope may even extend to Brother Chun in the near future...
Therefore, no one had any hope for the "beautiful" class teacher that Zhao Hang called her.
Seeing everyone's cold reactions, Zhao Hang became a little anxious, and he said loudly: "What's your reaction? I'm telling the truth! She's a long-haired beauty! I'm not the only one who thinks so, there are two people passing by.
My buddy said the same thing!”
It seems that this guy is somewhat self-aware of his own aesthetics. At least he knows how to find a normal person to prove it for himself. Of course, we do not rule out the possibility that other people also have such a special aesthetics.
Seeing that everyone still looked unconcerned, Zhao Hang flicked his sleeves: "Anyway, you will know in a while. The first class is the new class teacher's class. Let's see what you have to say then! Huh, he is definitely a long-haired man.
Beauty!"
Seeing Zhao Hang like this, everyone couldn't help but feel a little doubtful, and had a little bit of expectation for the legendary "long-haired beauty class teacher".
As for me...why did I feel very uneasy when Zhao Hang said the words "long-haired beauty"?
Just then, the school bell rang.
Everyone returned to their seats quickly and waited with bated breath for the arrival of the legendary beautiful head teacher.
A burst of rhythmic footsteps sounded outside the door, and then a beautiful woman with waist-length hair and a curvy figure who looked to be in her early 20s walked in.
"Wow -" all the animals shouted in unison.
"Ah——" all the women were shocked and envious.
I slid under the table with a squeak.
I know this, the long-haired sister who almost became the President of the United States last night...
"Hello, classmates, I am your new class teacher. I will be responsible for your Chinese classes from now on. My name is Pan Lingling. I hope I can get along with you happily in the next six months..." the long-haired beauty on the podium said with a pleasant smile.
As he stood, his eyes swept over me from time to time.
I thought your first sentence should be: "Ignorant Earthlings, you have been conquered! Quickly put down your weapons and obey the leadership of our Xiling Empire!" or something like that.
I simply don’t know how this class passed. Such an unstable factor standing on the podium really had a great impact on me and made me sit on pins and needles. But fortunately, all the animals in the class were fascinated by this alien terrorist.
I was so fascinated that no one thought there was anything wrong with me being restless.
After class, the first thing I did was to go to the junior high school to find Pandora and ask what was going on.
Just as I was running down the stairs of the teaching building, a tall man and I bumped into each other hard.
"Ah, sorry, sorry!" I said in a panic, then turned and left.
Three seconds later, I turned back.
The tall man I bumped into just now was standing there upright. When he saw me turning back, he saluted with a military salute of the Xiling Empire.
"How many counterfeit bills did you print last night?" I asked with a sullen face.
"Report to the Emperor! We have printed enough cash to support all imperial commanders to live in this world for four to five months." The man in front of him was none other than one of the counterfeit banknote duo last night. "I promise not to do anything about this."
The impact on the world economy has been too great."
"Then what are you doing here now?"
"Report to the emperor, I have successfully become a teacher in this school!"
As expected...
"What do you teach them?" I was very curious about what this big brother who was printing counterfeit money the night before could teach the students.
"Ideological, political and legal basis!" the man in front of the counterfeit banknote replied vigorously.
I feel that the next generation of people on earth is experiencing a premeditated disaster...
Downstairs in the teaching building of the junior high school, Pandora seemed calm and calm when facing my questions.
"According to your order, they each found suitable jobs, and considering your safety issues, I arranged them around this school."
"...Well, I don't doubt whether they have the corresponding ability. I have another question - how do they find a job? In any case, how can they find a job in less than half a day? How can they find a job?
I know they came to this world just last night!"
"Brother, do you still remember the commander who teleported into the tree trunk yesterday?"
I immediately thought of the unlucky guy who had his burrs picked off all night.
"Have you removed the burrs from that guy's belly?" I was still very concerned about the safety of my men.
"More or less," Pandora said in a nonchalant tone, "That guy is the commander of the psychic assault force, and what he is best at is group psychic interference."
…Can I think that aliens have brainwashed Earthlings?
Although I still felt something was wrong in my heart, I could only reluctantly accept this result. Anyway, I couldn't think of any good way to accommodate these 300 people.
So, without anyone noticing, an alien invasion was completed in a daze...