Friends at the same table: The exam is crazy

Chapter 17 Let's see who laughs till the end (Pan Yuanyuan)
The teacher sent me a fat boy
"My God, my God!" Why is God so unfair, what evil did I do in my previous life!What kind of bad debts and bad debts are owed!Praying for Buddha, praying to Buddha, lighting incense, asking for a lottery, and asking for a lottery, I actually asked for a "upper lottery", hoping that such a "good" "living Bodhisattva" (my tablemate) would come.

Just because he's such a monster, I really want to find a bigger seam to shove him in, but I'm afraid there is not such a big seam, because he is a real fat man.I wonder if he eats a hundred hamburgers a day? (This is what I can't wait for, it's best to support him! Haha!)
"Self-introduction" at the same table

I am a scholar, nicknamed a genius, good at painting and playing the violin (I wonder what it would be like to play the violin if he is so fat? He is no different from a pig).

I am suave and suave, and I am known as the number one talented person in this county, with a lot of beauties behind me. (It's just nonsense, it looks like "Brother Bajie" is the same party, stop bragging about it! Poor man!)
"MM" fell from the sky

"Wow!" I was flipping through the language book in boredom, and stared at the "mouth-watering" comic book under the table at the same table.Gosh, I haven't had a good time since little W, the broom star, flew next to me like a marshal of the canopy.Bad luck happens one after another!Hey, where did Xiao W go, maybe he will join the weight loss team!
"Hey, you still dare to beat me, see if I don't beat you!" "Who's afraid of you!"... I vaguely heard a sound of beating and cursing.It was Mao Zhu (Xue Xiangzhu) who was arguing with Feitu (Wu Renwei) again.Hey, it's strange, why did I hear a voice of "neither male nor female"!Taking advantage of my idle energy and a little curiosity, I walked over.

"Hey, they are all at the same table, what are you doing, let's be harmonious. There are fights at the front of the table, and peace at the end of the table!"... The voice was a little crying, and there was a girl's soft voice, plus a dragging sound, It can be verified that he is a "sissy".Looking at this fat figure, I sighed in my heart: "This, this person, why, why does he look so familiar!" I stared at him, looking from top to bottom.Well, no slender body, just a little fat, plus an elm head.Ah, he is my deskmate, little W.Oh, My God.

"Wow, Wang Zizai! (This is my new nickname for him recently.) Can't tell, it's really hidden! You can still do this trick. You're so handsome, I adore you so much!" I said with a smile. (Self-feeling, I'm smirking.)
"Haha, you finally know my strengths! It's not my fault that I'm handsome!" He "sighed up to the sky" and turned his fat body towards me.

"What, people don't say you are handsome, they say you, say you... say you are a sissy."

A classmate covered his mouth, Xiao W was speechless, but just glanced at me, his eyes were full of hatred.

"Three eighth woman!" He was irritated.

"What, you call me a three-eighth woman. You want to die, don't you?"

"That's right, I'm looking for death, but I died with honor!"

"fart!"

"You're getting impatient, aren't you?"

"You, you idiot, idiot!"

"Ah!" There was only a scream, followed by a lion's roar, and Xiao W was pushed to the ground by me, and the innocent door was shaken violently by the knock.I saw gold stars constantly appearing on his head.Haha, I'm so proud of myself!
"Oh! Great beauty, genius, I surrender, I surrender! Please let me go! Wicked women don't fight talented men." He put his head in his hands.

"What, wicked women don't fight talented men?" My anger turned around again.

"Oh, no, it's because talented women don't fight bad men, and talented women don't fight bad men!" He hastily smiled respectfully.

"Hey! For your mother and father's sake, let me let you go!" I really can't find any reason!

……

pen trouble
"Where's my pen?" Xiao W was so anxious that beads of sweat were dripping from his head.

"Hey, did you lose your pen?" A hint of joy flashed across my heart.

"Well, lost. Poor and pitiful pen!" he cried.

On the one hand, he was crying sadly, and on the other hand, I was secretly happy.Haha, it's so exciting!Pen pen!Thanks to your disappearance, let me get rid of the hatred in my heart, you don't want to flap your wings and "disappear" again, or I won't be happy.Amitabha, Amitabha!God, bless me!Don't let sinners...

Just as I was begging and pleading with the book, Little W actually made a disgusting cry: "Bibi! What's wrong with you, where are you? I only spent 2 months, 8 days and 16 days with you. Hours, 24 minutes and 17 seconds of happy time. You died so badly! As the saying goes, "you have to see the pen in life, but you have to see the corpse in death"! Why did you die so unclearly! Tell me how to arrange your aftermath How do you explain this to your family and relatives! Huh, huh..."

help!Give me a rope and let me hang myself!It's so nasty, howling like a dead pig, I vomit!Hey, goosebumps are up.

Alas, this is still bearable, but what happened next will make me jump off the building immediately——

"Hmph, you must have stolen it. You saw my literary talents and wanted to take revenge on me. I want to appeal and sue you for 'jealousy', a shrew!" Said in a human tone.

"You, you bastard, why did you say that I stole your pen, which eye did you see? When, how many minutes, how many seconds! Say what you say!" I was baffled.

"I see with both eyes. Well, hours, minutes, seconds!"

"What, you're crazy! I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, you wronged me!" I gritted my teeth.

"A man like you can't do anything! I think..."

"Ah!" Under the anger, my impulse has reached the extreme.I had no choice but to play tricks indiscriminately, stomped on little W, took his books casually, and vigorously "covered the bun" on his head, and then punched and punched him, cursing: "Bastard!" , idiot, I hate you to death..." After 6 minutes and 29 seconds of fighting, I was exhausted, and he was willing to bow down, but he was beaten all over by me.Well, one can imagine his miserable appearance, like a limp lese (garbage).

"Okay, I surrender, can't I?" He looked at me pitifully.

Forget it, let him go.

In this way, it was another happy ending of his surrender.

Alas, I really don't know when this kind of life will end!But I think this kind of day is quite interesting.

Little W is such a humorous boy.

(End of this chapter)