So, do chickens have athlete’s foot?

The answer is not important.

As soon as this question came out of his mouth, Wu Xiaoqi immediately regretted it.

Because Pang Jiao was biting the chicken feet a beat slower.

That beat was so obvious that Wu Xiaoqi's heart seemed to slow down.

Time and space around her seemed to have stopped. Pang Jiao's big mouth was filled with broken chicken claw bones, and Wu Xiaoqi could see the numerous white bones.

And Pang Jiao, the cannibalistic gaze that is about to turn away.

How he wanted to turn back time.

There was once an opportunity for him to have a good sleep, but he didn't cherish it.

If God gives him another chance, Wu Xiaoqi swears that he will never say those few words to this strong woman.

If there is another deadline, he will never say anything in his life.

It's a pity that life is an irreversible game, just like Wu Xiaoqi's three-pointer on the basketball court.

Drop the ball without regrets.

After all, Wu Xiaoqi's thoughts could not move faster than time, and Pang Jiao's huge head turned around.

Pang Jiao swallowed the chicken feet in her mouth. She raised her phone and slammed the table angrily.

"Boom!" A loud noise shook all directions.

Wu Xiaoqi's hair was struck by the air waves.

The classmates who were close almost jumped out of fright!

"Ah!" Yu Wen and Jiang Yanan exclaimed, weak and helpless, which made Dong Qingfeng soften.

Even Chen Qian at the front, his hand holding the pen, was trembling slightly.

Wu Xiaoqi watched helplessly as a small crack opened on the surface of the solid wooden table. That was not a crack, it was an abyss that was about to explode.

He held the basketball in his hand tighter. Only in this way could he bring some comfort.

Monitor Huang Zhongfei stood up from the podium and looked over. He took a deep breath and asked:

"Pang Jiao, what's wrong with you?"

Pang Jiao stared at Wu Xiaoqi: "He just found trouble with me!"

Huang Zhongfei: "What do you want me to do for you?"

"I was eating chicken feet, and he asked me if the chicken had athlete's foot. Monitor, do you think I should slap him?" Pang Jiao said in an unforgiving manner.

Pang Jiao's words, as expected, caused a stir, and whispers could be heard in the class.

Wang Longlong exclaimed: "Xiao Qi is so brave today, he actually dares to provoke Pang Jiao."

Guo Kunnan said: "Indeed, he usually doesn't dare to let out a fart in front of Pang Jiao."

Everyone still remembers how arrogant Wu Xiaoqi was when he was transferred to Class 8. He was holding a basketball in the back row and shooting, creating a mess and making people complain.

As a result, Wu Xiaoqi has restrained himself a lot since becoming his deskmate with Pang Jiao.

"Evil people must be tortured by evil people." Guo Kunnan sighed.

Song Sheng, who was next to Wu Xiaoqi, was studying. He had just been analyzing a difficult math problem. He was halfway through his thoughts when Pang Jiao suddenly interrupted him, causing him to fail.

Song Sheng was not good-tempered. He quit the learning mode and said unhappily:

"Didn't someone just say something to you? How could you get so angry?"

"Besides, the chicken doesn't think you have bad breath, so why are you worried about its athlete's foot?"

He came up with a personal attack.

So scolding! Wu Xiaoqi felt comfortable. At this moment, he even felt that Song Sheng was his biological brother.

Pang Jiao was furious. She pointed at Song Sheng and scolded: "You damn fat pig!"

Song Sheng's expression changed instantly.

Zhang Yifei jumped out and slapped her down: "Song Sheng, didn't my dear sister just say something to you?"

"Look at your face, it looks like you dug coal."

"Why don't grown men have any bearing?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yifei's face was full of pride. This is the art of language. The sisters must be impressed by her.

Song Sheng was first scolded by Pang Jiao and then scolded by Zhang Yifei, which made him feel angry.

Who is he? He is the Overlord Song Sheng!

Song Sheng stared at Pang Jiao's huge body and cursed: "You are a fat pig, you are a fat pig, you are heavier than me!"

Pang Jiao hated being told about her weight most in her life. She opened her mouth and said: "Fuck you, I'm not as heavy as you!"

Song Sheng: "You are heavier than me!"

Pang Jiao: "You are important, you are important, you are important!"

The two once again conducted long-distance bombardment across Wu Xiaoqi.

Wu Xiaoqi was in a dilemma like the sandwich in a sandwich biscuit. Suddenly, he felt blessed and asked, "Am I okay?"

Song Sheng and Pang Jiao scolded each other fiercely. Zhang Yifei, who was on the side, stepped in from time to time to help. The whole classroom was filled with the noise of the three of them yelling at each other.

Monitor Huang Zhongfei stood on the podium, unable to stop him at all. His voice had already been drowned out.

In the south of the classroom, Bai Yuxia silently took out her earphones. She elegantly untied the earphone cords, stuffed them into her ears calmly, and continued reading.

Chen Siyu, her deskmate, was not as aware as she was. She watched the fierce battle attentively.

Someone in the back row was fishing in troubled waters and shouted: "Fight, fight!"

"A gentleman moves his hands but never talks!"

The scolding battle between Song Sheng and Pang Jiao miraculously did not go astray and still revolved around obesity.

At this time, Cui Yu exploded into a small universe and shouted wildly:

"I know who's fat!"

As soon as he said this, Song Sheng, Pang Jiao and Zhang Yifei all looked at him.

The focus of the class is Cui Yu.

Cui Yu knew that it was his turn to perform. He straightened his collar and hair, and then cleared his throat in a pretentious manner.

Pang Jiao glared at him fiercely: "Cui Yu, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will tear you alive!"

Cui Yu had fought against Pang Jiao before, and had an experience. He was not so afraid, and he dared to take action, which proved that he had a certain degree of confidence.

He said: "Yuzhu, Yuzhu, where are your scales? Come and weigh them!"

Huang Yuzhu is a strange person from Class 8, he has everything there, even a small name, according to Cui Yu's thinking, it is destined to be a piece of cake.

However, Huang Yuzhu looked embarrassed and said embarrassedly:

"My scale can only weigh a dozen pounds at most."

Huang Yuzhu has one that can weigh one or two hundred kilograms at home, but it's too big for him to carry.

Cui Yu was stunned.

The jade pillar that had tried so many times failed to work.

"Cui Yu!" Pang Jiao called him like a soul.

In a panic, Cui Yu's brain cells were spinning rapidly. Suddenly, the clouds cleared and the sun appeared, and he had an idea!

Cui Yu said calmly: "It was just a small mistake. I have a way to compare your weight."

He pointed to the window over there:

"Look at the protrusion on the edge of the window. We can put the desk up. You two, one sits on this end of the desk and the other sits on the other end of the desk. Using the principle of the seesaw, wouldn't you be able to weigh who is heavier and who is lighter?

?"

After saying this, Cui Yu couldn't help but feel, "Wow, he is simply one of the most peerless geniuses in history."

In ancient times, there was "Cao Chong weighing Xiang", but now Cui Yu weighs his classmates!

Compared with the predecessors in the textbooks who are wiser, I am afraid that only he can do it!

I am a great talent!

After hearing this, Wang Longlong in the back row thought for a while and said, "Don't say it yet, this method will work."

Ma Shicheng: "If you can ensure that the middle of the desk is pressed against the edge of the window, it is indeed possible."

Cui Yu's method has been recognized by most of his classmates.

Next, it’s time to choose a window.
To be continued...