"Are you ready?" asked the captain.

Yan Luo raised his hand and signaled "OK"

I tied my hair, but I don’t have her.

Patriotism BUFF is incompatible, and people and animals are not distinguished.

The players on both sides were ready, and the referee raised his hand, and all the players of the Chinese team squatted down almost at the same time in preparation postures.

They are all teams formed temporarily, and they don’t even have time to rehearse, but their tacit understanding seems to be in line with each other.

There is nothing but skillful.

The question is that they have the same coach - a physical education teacher.

The female team member of Team R opened her eyes wide, what are you doing?

Yan Xingyu followed him at some point, struggled to squeeze into the front row, put his hands on the left and shouted in a trumpet-shaped voice: "Yan Luo Yan Luo, carry a big gong, like a gyro, kick Amitabha, punch Yan Luo

!”

Yan Luo: "..."

What a shame.

She opened her eyes and didn't want to admit that they were in the same group.

As soon as the whistle sounded, Yan Luo immediately entered the state.

The Chinese team rang out a uniform "One two! One two! One two!"

At the same time, the half-squatted body leaned back and tried their best together.

Atractylodes are an excellent auxiliary, acting as the class teacher, casting spells next to you—

He muttered something in his mouth, waving his hands hard, his expression as if he was exercising his strength, "One two! One two!"

There are assassins in front, and tall players with thick blood behind suppressing them. With slogans and off-field support, the situation on the field is one-sided.

The Sakura sisters exclaimed, and the team quickly disintegrated.

The game began, but it was over.

【Don’t ask, ask is the anti-X bloodline awakening.】

[I cried to death if I am so strong in my life.]

【Is there any conflict between me not being able to unscrew the bottle cap and I can unscrew a person’s Tianling cap?】

[The discipline of an organization is the source of strength!]

[I won the homework and got rid of it all, it is the biggest cake I have ever eaten in the class teacher.]

Yan Luo took off his gloves and was still thinking about the stall. He subconsciously wanted to pat someone's butt. He quickly turned his hand and patted Xiao Qian on the waist, "If it's okay, then let's leave?"

Sin is purely a subconscious behavior. She and her classmates slapped each other's butts.

If you say hello, you will slap your butt on the back, and if you meet it head-on, you will be giving it a middle finger.

Xiao Qian replied to a tofu. If it weren't for their not being too familiar, her hand would not be on her waist, but on her butt. "You go first, we'll take care of your business at that time."

Yan Luo felt relieved if he said this, and was not afraid of her stillbirth... No, the artwork could not be sold.

Yan Luo hid his merits and fame, and quietly retreated with Atractylodes and Yan Xingyu, and returned to his stall.

On the way, she accidentally saw the road signs on the roadside, which were particularly like their domestic internet celebrity city. The familiar blue and white color scheme - "I miss you very much in Mili." "The wind that misses you still blows

Mili."

Yan Xingyu put his pocket in: "Tsk, it's so rustic."

Yan Luo and the other three called a card with a serious attitude. Yan Luo sighed: "Our country is indeed a developing country, so that every Chinese outside can feel the feeling of going home."

"Why do you say that?"

"A developing country, as the name suggests, is to develop the world into a country."

Yan Xingyu was amazed.

While walking back, Yan Luo and Yan Xingyu whispered, "From the future, I will insert a 'I miss you very much in the Hall of Hell' at our doorstep'."

Atractylodes and Atractylodes are talking: "Then I'll let the wind that misses you blow to Cang'"

As soon as her butt was touched by the bench, a certain arrogant lady came to find fault. She hugged her arms and looked down on her from a high point, questioning in a tone, "Where have you been?"

"I've gone to jump into the sea." Yan Luo replied with a smile, "Do you want to dance with me?"

"Why, I have a crush on me? I care about me very much? I want to use this method to attract my attention?"

The darker Yan Wu's face was, the more excited Yan Luo said, "Girl, why are you shy? Don't care about the worldly eyes. Missing me is your loss. What? Are you shy? Don't argue with the girl, admit it, your eyes are not

It will be lying. I don’t want your desire to be with me to fail. I give your heart to me, and you have no choice.”

Yan Wuqi was angry. Why did she come to ask her to make things difficult for her? She started to speak nonsense when she said, "I was so crazy that I came to ask you. Do you think I really want to know? Actually, I really don't want to know...

You're really down!"

[Puxin Group and Break Defense Group are on the big score.]

[At this time, we can only fight if we ask for a coward team.]

After looking at the little biscuits placed on the table, Yan Wuqi regained her confidence and looked sarcastic, "I don't know where you went to fish, but unfortunately I inform you, Miss Yan, your dead mouse

They didn't sell any of them."

Yan Luo then turned his attention to the small biscuit stall in front of him. She looked at it silently. There were indeed only a few of her "biscuits", and most of the others were empty, especially Yan Wang's exquisite small biscuits.

, sold out.

Even Hua Sui and Yan Sui were bought by someone.

Fortunately, Yan Xingyu’s super large starfish has not been sold yet.

Yan Luo looked serious and said nothing, as if he was planning something.

Seeing her look like this, Yan Wuqi was embarrassed to gloat and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?" ωωw..net

Sad? Break the defense? Autism? Can't think it anymore?

Or was she talking too much?

"Actually, don't..." She frowned with some entanglement, "Okay, I admit that I am a little mean... This is not very similar to a dead mouse... After a closer look, it's still a bit cute.

.”

Fake, it's actually quite like a dead mouse.

Yan Luo finally looked up, his eyes firm and firm, "I understand!"

Yan Wuqi was stunned, "What do you know?"

"It must be because I'm not here, so no one bought it." Yan Luo was confident.

It's definitely impossible to sell it because it's too ugly, right?

Yan Wuqi was splashed with blood and blood that was being played with, almost gritting his teeth, "Do you think you are here, and someone else bought your dead rats?"

In love, she was still reflecting on whether it was too hurtful to speak. She was silent for a long time just to make excuses for these dead mice to be unable to sell them?

Yan Luo frowned and corrected: "Please be more respectful when speaking. They are not dead mice, but my works of art."

Yan Wuqi was angry and laughed, "Okay, just as you said... the dead artwork cannot be sold because you are not around. The Atractylodes and Yan Xingyu were sold, how do you explain it?"

Yan Luo took a secret glance again, it was true.

Most of the Atractylodes of Atractylodes were bought, and Yan Xingyu's small starfish were sold out, leaving only a large starfish.

She could only look up at the sky and sighed, "What a tasteless city, their artistic bacteria are dead."

Yan Wuqi: "..."
Chapter completed!