dream pocket

Tianhai No. [-] Middle School, Class [-], Senior [-]

The autumn wind is bleak, and the air is refreshing and pleasant. Students wearing school uniforms and carrying schoolbags enter the campus in an endless stream. Before the class bell rings, there is a lot of noise from outside the school to the teaching buildings inside the school.

Tang Xin sat on the seat by the window, dragged his chin and looked out of the window sideways, with a listless look, his eyes were dull, and his whole person looked very depressed.

"Tang Xin, English homework."

Ye Qiu, the tall, curvy and slender English class representative and class monitor, stood in front of Tang Xin's desk, looking down on Tang Xin who was now in a daze.

Called three times in succession, Tang Xin didn't respond, Ye Qiu took his notepad and wrote down his name before turning around and trying to leave.

"Look, Tang Xin has developed a new method of confronting the class leader in order not to hand in his homework. He used this frustrated state to win sympathy, but it's a pity that our class leader's skills are more advanced. The name of the letter was recorded on the horrible notepad, and the note that recorded the name of the homework that was not handed in would appear on the desk of the English teacher Mr. Wang within half an hour. How will the teacher torture Tang Xin?"

Sun Dao, who was always afraid of chaos in the world, yelled, as Tang Xin's deskmate and best friend, besides making trouble, he is also good at stabbing brothers twice.

The students around burst out laughing, and the monitor Ye Qiu, who had never faked his face to boys and even put on an iceberg expression, gave Sun Dao a cold look.

Sun Dao, who was in high spirits and wanted to joke around with Tang Xin again, squeezed out a smile and said to Ye Qiu, "Squad leader, I have handed in my homework."

Ye Qiu brushed the short hair behind his ears, and said calmly, "Did you just finish copying it a minute ago?"

"Squad leader, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I, I am your man, Tang Xin refused to hand in his homework, I am mobilizing the power of the masses to awaken his fallen soul."

Sun Dao begged for mercy all over his face, and refused to hand in homework and copy homework. This was placed with Miejue Shitai, who had a more serious nature!

"Mind yourself, don't yell."

After Ye Qiu warned Sun Dao about it, he took a deep look at Tang Xin who was indifferent and dazed, and turned around to go to other students to continue collecting homework.

"Brother, you are doomed. Hurry up and order a coffin. I will burn incense for you on this day next year."

Sun Dao bumped into Tang Xin's arm, but Tang Xin shrank back and didn't speak.

Busy with continuing to copy the math homework, Sun Dao didn't bother to find out what Tang Xin was thinking.

A burly figure came from the aisle near the window and blocked Tang Xin's sight. The person with a crew cut was very energetic, with a schoolbag on one shoulder, and his thick palm was pressed on Tang Xin's desk, asking in a deep voice : "Tang Xin, you played ball yesterday, why did you run away?"

"Qiu Qiang, don't make trouble. Tang Xin has already entered a state of emptiness. He doesn't hear anything outside the window. He is enjoying himself happily in the ethereal fantasy world where beautiful women are like clouds and fairyland."

While copying homework, Sun Dao explained to Qiu Qiang who was standing beside Tang Xin.

Qiu Qiang grinned, stunned for half a second, then unloaded his schoolbag and threw it on Tang Xin's desk, pushed Tang Xin's arm, and asked, "Tang Xin, don't pretend to be stupid, talk, what did you do yesterday?" Run away? Sansan Bullfighting lacks you, and the five of us feel that you have spoiled us."

Tang Xin changed his posture, as if resigned, Qiu Qiang pushed him, and he dodged away, continuing to put on that expression of "no one bothering me".

Qiu Qiang didn't respond to the question twice, a little annoyed, this time he directly pushed Tang Xin on the forehead.

"Hey, talk, you agreed to play together. When you first arrived at the stadium, you said you were going to buy a bottle of water and then you never came back. If you don't play, you don't play. At least let us know. We are waiting for you like idiots. It's so unkind."

Tang Xin was disturbed one after another. After being pushed on the forehead, he finally erupted. He slapped Qiu Qiang's hand open, stood up angrily, and cursed: "Bastard, it's endless! Do you want real people to PK!"

Classes three and four were completely silent, everyone was staring at Tang Xin and Qiu Qiang, Sun Dao's pen for copying homework slipped from his hand and fell on the desk.

"Hehe, real person PK? I understand, see you after school."

Qiu Qiang, who is as tall and tall as a tower in the same grade, picked up his schoolbag and was about to leave.

Tang Xin also came back to his senses at this moment, what he blurted out just now was angry words, only now did he realize what he did.

After laughing a few times, Tang Xin grabbed Qiu Qiang and said, "Well, I, I'm just joking, don't take it seriously, well, let's play ball together after school today."

Qiu Qiang swung his arm and broke away from Tang Xin's hand. He said with a harmless smile, "I take this joke seriously, Tang Xin, don't say anything, just don't leave after school, clean you up first, and then play ball."

The whole class made a fuss again, and Tang Xin sat down with a face of embarrassment.

"Dude, you are so talented! Comrade Qiu Qiang, our cultural and sports committee member, has to participate in various fighting training classes every holiday, Chinese martial arts, taekwondo, muay thai, free Sanda, etc. Although he is not proficient in everything, but Anyway, the muscles on his body are not silicone injected into his breasts. Your courage to challenge him has won the respect of everyone. Don’t worry, you have to believe in the long-lasting majesty, and you will be immortal. By the way, you might as well give me the new computer you bought , anyway, you have to bid farewell to this world."

Sun Dao picked up the pen and continued copying homework.

Tang Xinyu cried without tears, holding his head in his hands, his heart was full of panic and confusion.

The source of everything started yesterday afternoon when I went to play after school.

He just went to buy a bottle of water, but a bright light shot from the sky, which happened to hit Tang Xin's body. He felt hit by something and faintly felt that something was wrong with his body, so he returned home early.

Tang Xin found something extra under his belly button.

a pocket!

After a night of research, Tang Xin found that this pocket seemed to grow on him, and he couldn't take it off. Moreover, this pocket was very scary.

It is the four-dimensional pocket of Doraemon or Doraemon.

Stretching down with one hand is like a bottomless pit, and you can take out all kinds of props.

Frightened and terrified all night, Tang Xin's head was filled with all kinds of horrific fantasies.

Could he be a guinea pig chosen by some secret scientific organization?

Will he be transformed into Doraemon?

Is time and space messed up?

Is the earth going to be destroyed?

Where is Noah's Ark that saved mankind?

Is the spaceship ready to leave Earth in search of a new home?Are the tickets expensive?

......

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Tang Xin became. Twelve hours had passed since the drop from the sky, and no strange incidents had happened yet, and the earth was still safe for the time being.

Leaving aside the fantasies of destruction theory, Tang Xin's more headache is the pocket under the navel.

Obviously, Tang Xin has bid farewell to the public bathhouse, and he has to buy large swimming trunks to cover his stomach to swim. Tang Xin dare not even think about it anymore!

One day, on a wedding night in the bridal chamber, how would he explain this pocket to his wife?Is it an avant-garde decoration?

Jingle Bell......

When the class bell rang, Tang Xin mechanically took out the book from the drawer, and didn't even notice that the book was upside down. Fortunately, Sun Dao next to him reminded him, and Tang Xin gave Sun Dao a grateful look.

"Tang Xin! What are you doing with history books in English class?!"

Teacher Wang, who was over fifty and wearing rimless glasses, shouted in a shrill voice, his hand holding the chalk trembled slightly, obviously furious.

Tang Xin, who was sitting in the third last row of the classroom, was not surprised by Teacher Wang's eyesight. Standing on the podium, she checked every detail of the entire classroom.

Glaring at Sun Dao bitterly, Tang Xin hurriedly took out the English book from the drawer, lowered his head slightly to avoid Teacher Wang's fire-breathing sight.

After laying out the books, Tang Xin, who was motionless, seemed to be listening to the class, but in fact he was wandering around and had a lot of thoughts.

His hand couldn't help reaching out to the abdomen below the navel. The secret there must not be known to others, otherwise, his life would definitely be over! <Medicine?Do you dare to masturbate to Master Miejue's class?You are Lu Zhishen (the god of masturbation)! "

Sun Dao noticed Tang Xin's hand reaching out to his lower abdomen, stared at him with a face full of surprise, shocked by Tang Xin's wretched behavior.

Upon hearing this, Tang Xin put his hands on the table immediately.

"Sun Dao! Stand up, don't listen to the class well, what are you talking about?"

Teacher Wang not only has piercing eyes, but also has hearing like the wind. Sun Dao's low voice is almost comparable to the silent footsteps of a cat.

Sun Dao stood up helplessly and explained seriously: "Tang Xin said he didn't understand an English word, and I'm explaining it to him."

Teacher Wang pushed the spectacle frame and asked suspiciously, "What do you not understand?"

"damn it!"

"you!"

"Tang Xin said he didn't know how to pronounce tomato, I'll read it to him, fuck it!"

The three words "fuck" were vague in Sun Dao's mouth, but the students around him understood what Sun Dao was actually talking about, which caused a roar of laughter.

"Sun Dao, get out of here and stand at the door. If you dare to make trouble again, you will call your parents."

Teacher Wang waved his arms in rage, almost wanting to smash the textbook directly on Sun Dao's head.

Before Sun Dao left, he whispered something to Tang Xin again.

"Brother, there are tissues in my schoolbag, don't get them everywhere, if you get them on my desk, you will single out me and Qiu Qiang after school."

Tang Xin was dumbfounded, Sun Dao gave him a tacit smile, then turned and walked out of the classroom and stood against the wall at the door.

The classroom was quiet, only the voice of Mr. Wang explaining while writing English on the blackboard with chalk.

Tang Xin was still in a daze state, with the pocket on his body, and racking his brains, he couldn't think of a proper solution.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Ye Qiu walked up to the podium with the collected homework, handed the homework to Teacher Wang, and reported to her those who did not hand in the homework.

Originally, he wrote down the name in a notepad, but Ye Qiu just dictated it in the end, because there was only one person in the class who didn't hand in his English homework.

"Tang Xin, I'm in my office after school."

Teacher Wang glared at Tang Xin before leaving with his homework in his hands.