~： Ninety-six. Why do you wear Pinru's clothes?

(four more)

After a morning of training, Yang Ming came out with a layer of sweat slurry, soaking the entire suit.

Go back to the dormitory, take a hot bath, and change a set of fresh and clean clothes. Yang Ming came to the Shrek College cafeteria.

It is a canteen, but it is actually a farm house. The whole wooden structure looks very simple, but the interior space is relatively spacious and can accommodate nearly 100 people at the same time.

It's just that now there are more teachers at Shrek College than students, and the whole cafeteria is very empty.

Yang Ming asked for a millet porridge, two big round buns, and a small dish of radish with sauce, placed on the tray, and walked towards the seat of Tang Sanxiaowu.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong sat side by side, because the two girls had been fighting in the girls’ dormitory before, and the red tide on their faces had not receded. The melon face was red, like a ripe lychee, which was very tempting .

Seeing Yang Ming approaching, the two women avoided the sight, and their eyes flickered.

"How?"

Noting the difference, Yang Ming and Tang San sat down side by side and said:

"You two have a fever and your face is so red?"

The two women said in unison: "How can there be!"

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong glanced at each other, snorting in their nostrils, leaving their faces apart.

It seems that the two women seem to be in a small mood.

Yang Ming turned around and asked Tang San, asking:

"What's wrong with them?"

Tang San shrugged and said:

"God knows."

Yang Ming is also not the kind of gossip character who likes to find the roots, simply bow his head and bite the big bun.

Although the food is a bit shabby, the steamed bun is fluffy and soft, white and soft, not gnawed at all, and has enough weight. One bun is the size of an adult’s fist, and eating two buns is enough to eliminate hunger. sense.

Occasionally added sauce radish, salty and spicy, refreshing taste, very good.

Finally, drink a bowl of warm millet porridge, which is filled with sugar, sweet, sticky, and very comfortable. The bloating caused by the buns is reduced at once.

Ning Rongrong has been paying attention to Yang Ming and secretly said:

"Does Yang Ming like that type of girl?"

Ning Rongrong looked down at his capital and felt a little discouraged.

Even if she always eats very nutritiously, after all, she is only a twelve-year-old girl, and the development is not yet well developed.

"Dang, Dang, Dang..."

At this moment, there was a knocking sound outside the cafeteria.

Dai Mubai came over from the next table and said:

"This is the bell that the dean called us, fat man, you go to the big playground first, I'll call others."

Yang Ming hurriedly finished the rest of the breakfast, returned the tray, and followed everyone to the big playground.

Said it is a big playground, in fact, it is an open space that is flattened out, probably as big as a football field.

At this point, two of them have already taken the first step.

Oscar shaved off his beard, revealing a handsome face underneath.

The peach blossom eye socket is deeply sunken, giving people a deep feeling, like a crown jade, handsome and harmonious, the thickness of the eyebrows is moderate, and the face has a cynical smile.

At this time, he yawned while holding the sausage he made, yawning, and a pair of peachy eyes sleepy, making people wonder whether he was flying the plane last night.

Although Ma Junhong only had a relationship with Yang Ming, he was deeply impressed by Yang Ming's slap in the ground. Until now, it is still a nightmare that must be done every night.

When he saw Yang Ming, Ma Junhong was subconsciously next to Oscar, almost hiding behind him.

It was obvious that Oscar would be wrong. He thought Ma Junhong was the evil fire, and he was going to use him to vent the fire. Seeing Ma Junhong was always rubbing against himself, he suddenly shivered.

It’s terrifying to know what a man is!

Oscar hurriedly pushed away Ma Junhong and raised his hand in disgust, saying:

"Fat man, let me go as far as I can think."

"Brother, don't do this!" Seeing Yang Ming getting closer and closer, Ma Junhong didn't dare to face Yang Ming alone, and came up with a crappy reason near Oscar, "Brother, I think your big sausage."

Oscar watched Ma Junhong's abnormal behavior today, suddenly chrysanthemum tight.

Lying trough!

I take you as a brother, you actually want to fall in love with me?

Ma Junhong went further and Oscar took a step back.

It looks like the two are dancing exactly the same.

Seeing that the two were so weird, Yang Ming smiled involuntarily and said:

"Why do you wear Pinru's clothes?"

Although Ma Junhong and Oscar could not understand what this meant, but watching Yang Ming with a playful gaze, he obviously knew that it was not good.

The two quickly stopped and separated from each other.

At this time, the sound of the system prompt sounded in Yang Ming's ear:

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic line of temptation to go home, get a chance to draw, do you start the lottery roulette?"

"no!"

In addition to this lucky draw, Yang Ming also won another lucky draw last night.

is the sentence:

I am not a hero, and I am unparalleled. I am a villain and infinitely arrogant.

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic lines of how bad guys are made, get a chance to draw, do you start the lottery roulette?"

Yang Ming has retained two lucky draw opportunities.

Because, these two lines correspond to the low martial world, and there is nothing worth drawing.

It might as well be reserved, and wait for the next big draw at one time.

On the occasion of Yang Ming's thinking Dai Mubai rushed over with Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing was still the same, a cold look, but nodded slightly to Yang Ming and others, even if he said hello.

After a while, a middle-aged man came from the other direction of the playground.

The person looks about fifty years old and up, with a sturdy body, a characteristic face, a somewhat protruding chin, a wide hip bone, a flat face, and a little eagle nose, like a sole.

Wearing a pair of black-framed crystal glasses, the frame is a rigid square, with his eyes closed, but it gives a cunning feeling.

"Isn't that profiteer uncle?" Xiaowu exclaimed.

Although Yang Ming had revealed that Flander was the dean of Shrek College that day, Xiao Wu was more willing to call Flander a profiteer.

Flander seems to have no body weight, floating lightly in front of everyone, with a somewhat magnetic hoarse voice, said:

"This year is very good. We have five more monsters. I, Flander, the dean of Shrek Academy, welcome you on behalf of the Academy."

When everyone thought that today was just a common introduction, Flander's voice changed:

"Yesterday because I experienced some things, so, the next course will make some changes."