Chapter 2072: Eccentric book
Ok... it’s so bright!
When a classroom is full of various styles of sixteen, when smiling and looking at himself, Song Shuhang only feels that the sunlight outside the house seems to be getting hotter and hotter.
As a result of his body temperature, he could not help but improve a little.
"Book Air." A-16 eyes in the neighboring table smiled and said: "Which next, do you want to give ‘love’ to which sixteen?”
Song Shuhang looked at the small six of a house: "..."
This means that you can only choose a small 16 from the classroom?
Sending propositions is ambushing here!
Sure enough, passing ‘love’ is not as easy as I expected. If you want to successfully unite the 'Yuan Ying Tien', you can do it by your mouth.
And such a test, he is likely to go through 6 times!
Not good, six times is not good.
If I don't do anything, I might fall on these six tests.
I have come over in front of the big winds, but now I have to fall on the last link?
Is this going to force people to enlarge?
Speaking of big moves...
A bold thought came to his mind.
The test of 6 stations is not a joke. If you use this original method to pass your own ‘love’, the efficiency is too low.
From the next stop, he has to change the plan.
He wants to infuse his ‘love’ into the “Knife Raising” and use his actions to slide out his love!
This is called a knife!
"Knife-raising" is a knife method, so there is nothing wrong with it.
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"Is it decided? Book Air." The sixteen neighbors are still so embarrassed.
The small sixteen in the front seat turned around and supported the chin with both hands. He also looked at Song Shuhang without hesitation: "Which A-16 is chosen."
This little sixteen Meng can't.
At the same time, Song Shuhang felt that someone was poking his back.
As soon as he turned his head, the little sixteen behind him was gently poked with his fingers. After seeing him turn his head, this little sixteen hurriedly turned his head and sneaked at him with the light of the corner of his eye.
This is cute, no.
"Every one is the real A-six, each is." Even on the podium, there is a sixteen wearing a pair of flat glasses - A-16 has served in several classes in 'Jiangnan University City'. The art teacher, the A-16 teacher on the stage is the original shape.
This is very good.
"Actually, this is not bad." Song Shuhang replied in an unpredictable way - in fact, he did not know what he meant by his own words, but this inscrutable answer is in line with his current mood.
"Well?" The sixteensome, who was particularly awkward in the neighbourhood, narrowed his eyes.
Song Shuhang replied: "A sixteen in a classroom is actually very good."
Since all are A-16...that is, there is no need to choose.
"I thought you would be scared." asked Afghan in the neighboring seat.
"It seems that you are ready." The teacher of the 16th on the podium looked at Song Shuhang: "Then you have the ability to pass 'love' to all the sixteen? All!"
Teacher A.16 repeatedly emphasized the word ‘all’.
Song Shuhang glimpsed: "Is it the number of A-16s, not just the number of classrooms?"
"Guess?" Afghan in the neighboring seat with a crisp tone.
Wouldn't it be a school of Su Shi A-six?
Will the difficulty of sending propositions be expanded?
The little sixteen turned around in the front seat came together: "Since the decision is made, then we have entered the next link? ‘Love’ is not as simple as it is.”
After all, the small sixteen hands in the front seat hold their hands, slightly raise their small faces, close their eyes, and the long eyelashes are constantly fanning because of shyness.
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"Love wants to see action." The sixteen neighbors are smiling and laughing.
Song Shuhang looked at the small sixteen long eyelashes in the front seat, the small nose, and the slightly curled lips.
This is a kiss - in reality, he has not yet reached this step.
"So you can practice in this illusory world."
"And, there are so many A-six here for you to practice."
"If you don't feel enough, there are more A-16."
"Is it OK?"
The younger sixteen face of the front seat was reddish, but she still closed her eyes and did not escape.
Song Shuhang leaned forward slightly.
He held out his hands and gently held the cheeks of the front seat.
Blowing off the skin, even he can sense the breath of the small sixteen breath in the front seat, sprayed on his wrist.
When she was holding her face, she could feel her nervous.
Real to doubt whether this is an illusory spiritual world.
"So, I decided to smash the knives." The face cast by Song Shuhang Steel revealed a hearty smile.
I saw him with his left hand and his right hand, and gently stroking his face in the front seat of the singer.
Filled with all the ‘love’ of the “Knifesmanship” in his heart, and at the same time fell on the messy little sixteen.
This love, no water.
And love can maximize the effect of "Knife".
"Hey? Hey?" The little sixteen eyes opened and the long eyelashes fanned.
Then... She was weak and weak on the table of Song Shuhang, buried her small face in her arm and made a low cry.
"Some things, for the first time, make a lot of sense." Song Shuhang satisfactorily withdrew his hand: "So, for the first time, I am prepared to leave it to reality."
"You are really eccentric. In reality, the sixteen skins are too thin. She can't compare with us." A-16 of the neighboring seat buried half of his face back into his arm, only revealing his eyes and dissatisfied.
"It's not eccentric." Song Shuhang's exhibition "Additional Hair", in conjunction with the "Cheng Lin Self-Healing Method", suddenly increased his hair to five meters.
The magic flies and condenses into 20 small hands.
Every little hand exudes the brilliance of "Knife-up".
"Eccentric." Afghan next to the seat turned around.
"Knife Maintenance" continues to fall on all the Su Shi's sixteen in the classroom.
In each operation, there is a pure ‘love’ of Song Shuhang.
When Song Shuhang recalled it carefully, he suddenly felt that "Knife-raising" was simply the last link of "Zhenlong Yuan Ying Miao Fa", tailored!
A perfusion love, one needs to be infused with love.
Made in heaven.
In a blink of an eye, all of the sixteenth of the entire classroom were slid by Song Song, except for the ‘After the Sixteen’.
Aji, the neighbor, turned back and looked at Song Shuhang with his eyes open: "I still said that I am not eccentric?"
"Well, of course not eccentric." Song Shuhang said: "Because you are all A-16, there is no difference. So, no matter who I am biased towards, from the result, I am in the eccentric 'Su's sixteen', No problem."
"Book Air, your face can be really thick." A neighbor of the sixteen-year-old laughter came out.
"Required, "St. Dragon's Power" plus "Confucian Golden Body" plus "Variable Steel Hand", cast my face today." Song Shuhang reached out and touched the head of the neighboring A-16.
A hair-raising knife quietly lit up.