After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 263 The stuck doll costume
The Secret Base sponsors an autumn jacket for each of Class [-] and Class [-] Art Class, which serves as class uniforms.

Of course it means Anting.

He didn't think it was that complicated. It was purely because Chen Jing, the newly appointed personal assistant, asked about this matter, "Mr. An, you sponsored class uniforms for your class last year, will you still donate today?"

Since you’ve asked that, then donate it.

According to the plan, Anting only sponsored his own class, but Qiao Liang said that his class also wanted to sponsor it, so it happened that the first class of the second grade high school and the second grade art class would appear together. It was a small innovation, so he agreed.

Interesting to say.

Because Xu Qingshu has a good relationship with Teacher Xu.

And because the five-person group has a good relationship with Qiao Liang.

Over and over again, the art class of the second year of high school and the first class of the second year of high school became brother classes, and the relationship was very good.

That night.

Anting was eating instant noodles in the corridor of the dormitory when he received a call from Xu Qingshu, who came specifically to thank him.

"Mr. Song, I am very grateful for your generosity."

The familiar clip sound is as gentle as ever.

Anting found this resentful teacher really interesting and said with a smile: "No need to thank me, these are very small things."

"Oh…"

Xu Qingshu knew that the other party was telling the truth.

According to her understanding, Secret Base is already the number one beverage brand in the South and has sponsored over a hundred jackets, which is a very small thing.

This time, the other party did not ask for the secret base logo to be painted on the class uniforms. It was obvious that they had no utilitarianism, or that they looked down on these trivial marketing methods.

actually…

The relationship between "Mr. Song" and Xu Qingshu was partly to blame the school leaders for soliciting sponsorship; on the other hand, it was Anting who could let Zhang Jing take charge of such a trivial matter. At that time, he was only playful and had to communicate on his own.

Until this moment, Anting was still playful and brought up old things again, saying, "Mr. Xu, I've seen your maid photo, it's very good."

Hearing this, Xu Qingshu blushed. She didn't expect that Mr. Song would really look at her maid photos. He really had a soft spot for maid costumes.

"Ah... As long as you like it."

After a brief joking, Anting got back to business and talked about sponsorship, saying: "Teacher Xu, I am actually... a student of No. [-] Middle School."

"Ah...really?"

Although Anting said so, Xu Qingshu's understanding was that the other party was once a student of No. [-] Middle School and has now graduated.

"Really, I like it there and I'm willing to sponsor it."

A year ago, when he sponsored the New Year's Day party for No. [-] Middle School, Anting still thought that he might as well sponsor the technical secondary school in his previous life. Now, he has actually changed. He is very happy to sponsor No. [-] Middle School and has fallen in love with this campus.

The voice seems immature and full of youthful feeling, but it also reveals a trace of weathered tenderness.

"Me...me too, I like campus." Xu Qingshu said, forgetting the sound of the clip, looking a little bit nymphomaniac.

Previously, Xu Qingshu had always been the boss behind YY's secret base. A large part of the reason was that she was anxious to get out of the singles. As long as the other party's conditions were good, that's how it was for men she had never met before; and at this moment, she For a moment, the 26-year-old aunt's heart really accelerated.

Since Anting's last instruction, Xu Qingshu has actually figured it out - he is indeed a young man who can't stand men with strong goals.

Although he is under control, he cannot take action against students.

Mr. Song is indeed the best target.

There have always been rumors from the outside world that the boss behind the secret base is a young man with a lot of money.

However, it has not been verified.

She mustered up her courage and said, "Mr. Song, I would like to ask, how old are you this year?"

Next year?
Anting didn't know Xu Qingshu's inner drama, so he half-truthed and half-falsely said, "I started a business when I was a student."

I started my own business after graduating from the third year of junior high school. It was indeed my start-up during my student days.

The brand Secret Base has only been established for two years. Even if you start a business in your senior year of college, you are still only 24 or 25 years old. It is indeed the end of the year!
Xu Qingshu was stunned.

"Then...then do you have a girlfriend?"

Upon hearing this, Anting coughed crazily and was out of breath - he was not stupid, he saw that his teacher liked him.

It seems like playing with a snake.

Xu Qingshu thought the other party was shy, so she coughed.

Oh my God!He is actually shy, and he really feels like a teenager.

Just when Chen Jing called to report work, Anting hung up on Xu Qingshu.

……

In the blink of an eye.

late november.

At the end of autumn, the school sports meeting is coming.

The entrance ceremony was still the same as before. Song Ci was already the webmaster of the radio station and still did not participate in the class' entrance ceremony. Instead, he was responsible for the introduction work from above.

"What's coming towards us now are the Grade [-] and Grade [-] Art Classes..."

About the appearance ceremony.

Still the same as last year, everyone wore class uniforms and a few students wore doll costumes.

The only difference is that Class [-] of the sophomore year is together with the art class of the sophomore year.

Today it is today.

The number of mascot members in the secret base has increased to 4. Anting did not wear the S rompers like last year. Instead, he put on the least popular A rompers and walked at the front of the queue, carrying the first class of the sophomore class. class flag.

Qiao Liang also wore B's doll clothes and carried the flag of the art class.

Since Song Ci was unavailable, S's baby clothes were vacant.

Bao Weiwei was happy to put on B's baby clothes and walk at the end of the queue.

Next to the rostrum, there is an external camp of the broadcasting station.

Song Ci looked down at the queue of Class [-], Grade [-], and focused his eyes on the two mascots at the front. He held his chin with one hand and felt a little regretful.

If I had known earlier, I would not be responsible for the work of the radio station. It would be more interesting to put on baby clothes and walk around with them.

The once arrogant girl is increasingly willing to release herself.

The scene returns to the scene between Anting and Qiao Liang.

The entrance ceremony is to walk around the 400-meter track and field, and we are already halfway through.

Although today is late autumn, the autumn tiger is actually here, and it is not as cold as expected. The temperature remains at around 20°C, and it is very hot when I am stuffed in my baby clothes.

Anting was sweating profusely and complained, "It feels so uncomfortable."

"Pfft...Fortunately, I'm smarter." Qiao Liang said proudly.

"Uh... wit?" "Well, I took off my clothes and pants, and I only had my underwear on me. It was very cold."

As soon as these words came out, Anting froze and looked at Qiao Liang with strange eyes.

If you think about the picture in your mind, the girl with short hair and hairy hair inside the bloated and fat rompers is actually underwear + basketball shoes.

While walking on the huge track and field, mascot A accidentally tripped.

All right.

Just like last year, I jumped on the street in public.

……

Last year, Anting was wearing a mascot babydoll suit and had his nose poked by Xu Qingshu. He couldn't see anything, causing him to jump on the street in public.

This year, Anting was also wearing a mascot baby doll suit. After hearing Qiao Liang's outrageous remarks, he jumped into the street again.

People will not fall twice in the same place.

Except Anting.

The cliche caused everyone present to burst into laughter.

After the entrance ceremony, the group will be temporarily disbanded.

Anting and Qiao Liang were walking together. The former stared at the latter's body with strange eyes. He couldn't help it. This girl was not wearing any clothes, so it was difficult for people to ignore her.

Qiao Liang saw through the young man's thoughts and crossed his arms, pretending to be pitiful, like a little lamb, but in fact he was a dark little devil. He joked, "Keke, you can't be sour."

The young man rolled his eyes and said, "Go away and find a place to change back into normal clothes."

"Oh~"

As she spoke, Qiao Liang jumped away, looking like she was having a great time. She liked her mascot very much.

Probably going to the women's restroom to change.

Anting is a boy and is dressed neatly. He doesn't need to find a place to change clothes. He can just take off his doll clothes openly on the track and field.

however.

What Anting didn't expect was.

About 10 minutes later, Qiao Liang came back in her doll costume. She had taken off her headgear, but her clothes were still the same.

His face was dripping with sweat and his cheeks were flushed.

Anting asked in confusion: "Ciliang, why are you back?"

Didn't you change your clothes? Why are they still the same?

"Brother Ting, something embarrassing happened."

"what's up?"

Qiao Liang stood beside the boy and pulled the zipper on the side as a demonstration, and it got stuck.

Strictly speaking, it should be the zipper of the doll suit that gets stuck on the hood.

It was stuck and motionless.

Anting looked helpless, "You're stuck, what should you do with me? Wouldn't it be better to find a girl to help?"

My man, how can I help you? !
Once the zipper is pulled down, there is so little underneath. Is it embarrassing for you or me?

Qiao Liang felt aggrieved and replied: "I've looked for it, but it still doesn't work. I might have to cut it off... Because this dress belongs to you, so I need your permission."

This set of logic is impeccable.

I've asked girls for help, but they can't solve it and can only cut it into pieces.

Before cutting the clothes, you must obtain the consent of the owner of the clothes.

The owner of the clothes is none other than Anting.

Anting didn't expect that this girl was quite polite, so she nodded and said, "Cut it."

It's just a doll costume, it's not important.

"Oh!"

Just at this moment, Song Ci came over, and Qiao Liang quickly asked for help.

After learning the whole story, Song Ci felt somewhat helpless, and said with a hint of ridicule, "As expected of you, Qiao Liang."

"555~" Qiao Liang acted coquettishly.

then.

With Song Ci's help, Anting was too lazy to care about this matter.

After about half an hour.

Anting passed the external venue of the broadcasting station, which should be near the national flag stage.

I happened to see Song Ci sitting in front of the closed microphone. I was still playful. I originally wanted to go up and scare her and get closer, but I didn't expect that this girl was lost and seemed to be stimulated by something.

Looking at his open palms, he felt a little trembling, as if he had touched something huge not long ago.

There are plausible words in his mouth.

"God..."

"How can it be so big?"

"I saw it last time at the water park in City A. It's obviously not that big, how can it still grow up?"

"Why haven't I grown up?"

As he spoke, Song Ci turned his gaze to his own...and wanted to reach out and touch it, and then compare it carefully.

at this time.

Anting couldn't help it and said, "What are you doing?"

He really didn't know what the other party was doing. It was the first time he saw Song Ci in such a shocked state, and he was even a little nervous. He had to pay attention.

The sudden boy's voice startled Song Ci, her delicate body trembled, she quickly turned around and looked at the boy.

"Um...it's okay."

"Tell me, did something happen? Miss Song Ci..."

It was originally out of concern, but unexpectedly it seemed to be a surprise.

When Song Ci heard the small words, the veins on his forehead popped out, forming an angry symbol. He slapped the table and said fiercely: "Try calling me little sister again?! Go to hell!"

After saying that, he left angrily.

Looking at the long and straight black girl, Anting tilted his head, confusion written all over his face.

"Um...what did I say wrong?"

(End of this chapter)