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Chapter 10: Extinction Shitai

Leng Mian is half a head taller than Su Ye, and has already emerged and is the most stunning white rose in the eyes of male fans in the school.

The small notes she receives every week can hold half of her schoolbag. Leng Niuer is very upset about this, but she is also quietly arrogant.

Therefore, when Su Ye and Leng Mian appeared in the cafeteria, many boys showed hostility.

It was just that the program team was filming, so they didn't dare to come up to make trouble.

"Thank you for the female Bodhisattva's gift for the food! The female Bodhisattva is beautiful and kind-hearted, so I will hang out with you in the future!"

At the dinner table, Su Ye thanked loudly.

Leng Mian covered her face and felt particularly ashamed: "Don't call me a female Bodhisattva."

Su Ye: "Okay Bodhisattva."

The classmates around were already chuckling.

Leng Mian glared at Su Ye and had a meal on his own.

Su Ye ate very quickly and took three minutes to clean the food. He took a tissue from a female Bodhisattva to wipe his mouth, and then stared at Leng Mian.

Leng Mian half turned sideways to avoid Su Ye's gaze.

After she finished eating, Su Ye brought clean tissues with both hands, then snatched her lunch box and left: "Mianmian, please treat me to dinner, I will help you wash the dishes."

Leng Mian couldn't catch up with her. When she saw the onlookers around her with strange expressions, she said angrily: "What are you looking at?"

The others immediately lowered their heads to eat, not daring to glance at her again.

This white rose has thorns.

Later, Leng Mian took back his lunch box and ran away. Su Ye did not chase him, but instead chatted with the deputy director Zheng Xun during the lunch break.

After three days of getting along, Zheng Xun no longer dared to treat him as a child.

The chat content was very casual, and somehow I talked about Zheng Xun's hair loss.

This guy actually asked Su Ye if there was any secret recipe for preventing hair loss. He was also in a hurry to seek medical treatment. Who did he treat Ye Ye as a person?

Su Ye said: "Director Zheng, there are methods..."

"What is it? Don't shoot this one."

“Shave.”

"Uh...is there any? I'm afraid of the cold."

“Hair transplant.”

"Forget it, I don't have money! That's it, I won't appear on the screen anyway. Alas, the planning plan has not been written out, and my hair is almost finished..."

“What planning?”

"It's nothing, it's just that the station wants to open a new variety show to let everyone come up with a plan. This is an opportunity for me. I'm almost forty, and if I don't become a director, I will have no chance in my life."

"I suddenly thought of something funny."

"Is the variety show plan?"

Zheng Xun was probably in a hurry to seek medical treatment, so he actually asked Su Ye for a plan.

Su Ye shook his head: "No, I mean if you were a member of the Zangai family, you would probably be fired by them. Because you lost your hair!"

Zheng Xun: “…”

"There are also inspirations for variety shows, but I don't know if you are interested."

"Tell me!"

"Please take your back and leave."

"Uh, everyone rest and have a meal. Ono comes with me, I'll go to the school gate to smoke a cigarette."

In half an hour, Zheng Xun smoked ten cigarettes and almost never stopped.

By the time he took Su Ye and the shooting team back to the classroom, Zheng Xun was no longer attentive. He didn't eat anything, so he threw the machine to his subordinates, and he was distracted by himself.

Su Ye’s creativity seems, maybe...it’s a big deal!

How did this guy have a brain?

But, how to unfold this good idea? How to design it? What kind of guests should be invited and what kind of game rules should be set... He was still confused.

The initiator Su Ye was telling jokes to the female Bodhisattva who was listening attentively.

Leng Mian sat upright and blushed, pinched herself a few times to hold back her laughter, and then stepped on Su Ye with her feet under the table. This time the joke was too much!

This class is a ten-minute class before the afternoon class starts - a class meeting.

The head teacher, Mr. Chen, was angrily criticizing several classmates who made mistakes, and was majestic.

Su Ye asked in a low voice: "Female Bodhisattva, if what is expected is good, this master should have the nickname "Mijue Master"."

Leng Mian: "Pu Geese Geese Geese Geese..."

This girl's funny little is very funny, which immediately attracted the attention of the whole class.

Teacher Chen: "Leng Mian! Is the teacher's words funny?"

Leng Mian stood up and shook her head: "Geese, goose... is not funny, puff..."

She clenched her lower lip and raised her head, closed her eyes, holding back her laughter, but her shoulders were twitching, and her whole body was shaking.

The whole class was stunned: Is the class monitor crazy?

Leng Mian is still a child, so she must not be let go!

So, Su Ye covered his mouth and said, "I've been killed by Master Miejue! The female Bodhisattva escapes quickly, I'll help you hold her back."

Leng Mian, who finally managed to hold back the laughter, broke his skills again: "Geese, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose..."

A drop of hot tears slid down from the tears mole on her left eye... I accepted my fate.

Destroy! Tired...

Teacher Chen came over and glared at Su Ye first. Su Ye sat in a standard position, then frowned and looked at Leng Mian: "What's wrong with you? What's your laughing at? Is Su Ye making trouble?"

Leng Mian wanted to nod, but what did he say after nodding?

Say she was named Master Miejue by Su Ye?

There is not even "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in this world. Of course, she doesn't know what Master Miejue is, but it doesn't seem right when she hears it.

Once it is said, the nickname will spread throughout the class. Don’t the teacher hate him to death?

So, Leng Mian's body trembled, and his expression was so uncomfortable: "I, I... thought of something funny."

Teacher Chen: "What's funny?"

Leng Mian's words are exhausted: "..."

Su Ye: "Her mother gave birth to a baby."

Leng Mian: "Puchi..."

“Hahahahaha…”

The whole class burst into laughter.

The next class is the Chinese class of the head teacher, Mr. Chen.

The first time the class leader stood at the end of the classroom and listened to the class was the rural academic master Su Ye.

Su Ye whispered: "Female Bodhisattva..."

Leng Mian: “Get out!”

"I'll tell you a joke."

"Report to the teacher! Su Ye said he wanted to tell me a joke."

Eh?

Su Ye was stunned, Female Bodhisattva, you are like this... immoral!

Teacher Chen walked coldly in Su Ye: "Believe it or not, I will kick you out of the class immediately? From the program team, do you still want to record it? Take care of that kid, my class can't tolerate rat shit!"

Zheng Xun quickly apologized and then pretended to warn Su Ye.

The fourth class was a physical education class. The class teacher, Teacher Chen, naturally made the physical education teacher sick. When she appeared on the podium, a wail came from the class.

However, the students soon cheered again.

Because Teacher Chen said that there are still two weeks left in the 11th Art Show, I hope that the students will actively sign up for the performances. There is no limit on the number, and the class will finally choose two or three programs to sign up for.

In this class, students can move freely in the classroom and form teams to discuss the content of the program.

After Master Mie Jue left, the classroom immediately turned into a vegetable market.

Leng Mian, who had returned to his seat, slapped the table: "Quiet! The table, chair, benches and benches are not allowed to make noises. The discussion is a little less. Whoever does not comply will be deducted from the exercise score!"

In the classroom, it immediately became orderly.

"Brother Ye? Are you singing together? Rock, oh, um, Ruibadi is so happy! Wanzai and I have a band."

The thin bamboo pole on the back table lay on the table and asked Su Ye, and made a rock gesture.

Su Ye: "Okay! I have some research on music, but I have never had the right opportunity to show my talents. Finding me means you have a lot of vision."
Chapter completed!
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