58. An embarrassment at the school sports meeting 2
La la la... la la la...
"You seem very happy?" A joking voice sounded above my head.
"Of course, haha." Nonsense, I didn't even raise my head and threw a stupid look at the source of the voice. Of course I was jumping up and down with joy after getting Mo's death-free gold medal. If I hadn't
During the speech, I would directly give him a flattering look to show how happy I was.
As long as I think of Minister Lan's shameful face because he had no choice but to allocate funds to the Sports Department, I can't help but be so excited that I want to set off firecrackers to celebrate, hahaha... That scene is really pleasing to the heart.
"What made you so happy that you forgot all about it?" A familiar and irritating breath came closer, and the joking voice sounded again.[
Scared! This aura...could...could it be...Lan Fan? I was so afraid that I looked up to confirm...
Lord Buddha, is this the test you gave me? What is that sentence called? If I don’t go to hell, who will? But, Lord Buddha, I am Feng Wusha, a lovely fifteen-year-old girl in my cardamom years.
, the apple of the eye of the Feng family, the good student of Yuanhai Academy Mo, the future flower of the motherland. How can you bear it... let me go to hell like this... why do you have to send Lan Fan to carry water every time?
Water me, don't you know that Minister Lan often secretly adds ice to the water in the name of "quenching Feng Wusha's arrogance"?
I just accidentally forgot the promise I made when I was a child, and then accidentally forgot about him, wuwu... I was punished all the way from the time I entered Yuanhai Private Academy, and then declined until the sun and the moon faded. This punishment
It’s too... cruel!
Lord Buddha, I want to complain! However, before I complain, I seem to have to get rid of the bad luck in front of me first... ugh...
I am a poor child whose parents don't love me and my grandfather doesn't care for me... Well, dad, mom, grandpa, you guys must not mind me crying, right, hehe.
After sighing three thousand times for my "bumpy fate", I finally resigned myself to putting on a smile that could knock down the Great Wall of China and defended myself. (What's that word called? A smile can charm an entire city. It's just a smile, and then
The Great Wall fell down, ha, ha, the joy of my life is to explain idioms randomly) "That...that...actually...I just had a sore hand."
He hurriedly crumpled the note into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket, then laughed twice and said, "Yes, my hands are sore... so, I am doing radio gymnastics, hey, just... I am doing radio gymnastics."
, waved his hand again to prove that I was definitely not lying.
"Broadcast gymnastics?" Lan Fan twisted his eyebrows into a kelp knot, then relaxed them, and reminded me with a smile as he approached my ear, "You are indeed very special. At the opening ceremony of Yuanhai Academy's annual very important sports meeting
Doing radio gymnastics during the speech!? Huh?”
"That... that... my feet are sore after standing for a long time... hehe... my feet are sore." Damn it, if you stand so close, my brain will short-circuit and my thinking ability will decrease. And now I am on the podium, so close.
I think I will be eaten alive in a while. Didn’t he see that the heart-shaped eyes of the nympho in the audience had turned into a burning state of rage?
Damn God of Thunder, where did you go on vacation when you died? I have been calling for you for so long, but you didn't even bother me. I curse you so that you won't be able to strike thunder in the future, hum!