Puppet master slaps face everyday

Chapter 67 The Disgusting Breath

Seeing the end of Xu Shu and Mi Xuezhen's "husband and wife worship", there was a booing all around:

"Kiss one!"

"Kiss one!"

"Kiss one!"

Xu Shu's face was particularly ugly, and Michelle was about to cry. The two were obviously very reluctant. They looked at each other as if they were watching the shame of a lifetime, but they couldn't control their arms and even hugged each other's neck. closer, closer
"What are you doing so lively?"

The homeroom teacher came over and saw so many people surrounded his class, and shouted, Xu Shu and Xu Shu immediately retreated as if they were startled.

Xie Yuchan withdrew the puppet thread, as if she had done nothing, looked at the teacher with a smile, and stood up to greet her.

It was only at this time that Xu Shu felt that strange involuntary feeling disappeared. Seeing Xie Yuchan's smile, she felt more and more that it was her doing it. She rushed up and complained in front of the class teacher.

"Teacher, Xie Yuchan framed me with a villain!"

Michelle nodded with tears in her eyes, and glared at Xie Yuchan viciously: "Yes, she forced us to worship!"

The teacher in charge was puzzled when he heard this: "What is it?"

Xu Shu pulled the class teacher and pointed to the scarecrow in front of Xie Yuchan: "Teacher, it's that scarecrow. She wrote our names on it and pricked us with needles."

The homeroom teacher looked at Xu Shu entangled and overly frightened, and Michelle was also tearful, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.

"Xie Yuchan, bring it to the Scarecrow."

Xie Yuchan handed the scarecrow to the teacher in good faith. The teacher touched it and found that behind the scarecrow was a small piece of paper tied with embroidery needles. He immediately changed his face, turned it over and subconsciously said:

"I'm a pig? The pig is me?"

head teacher:
"Is that your two names?"

Looking up at the smiling Xie Yuchan, the head teacher felt like he was being played.

Xu Shu was still pestering: "No, she clearly wrote our names and our birthdays."

"I don't even know when your birthdays are. How can I know your birthdays?" Xie Yuchan said helplessly, "Read less novels and folk tales, and watch more costume dramas. The villains are here."

There was laughter all around: "Hahahaha!"

What's more, those who knew both parties knew that Xu Shu and Mi Xue were in the same class as Xie Yuchan, so they laughed intentionally or unintentionally.

"It's Dang Tuo who said it so refreshingly, I'm going to believe it."

"I've never seen such a dedicated Tuo, the performance is just like the real thing, you can go to act."

"It's really interesting to watch. Let's go, I want to buy one to go back and play."

The people around didn't take it seriously at all, and pushed Xu Shu and the others away to buy dolls from Xie Yuchan's place, and specifically specified that they wanted to buy a scarecrow.

Fortunately, Xie Yuchan also knows the power of popular culture. When making animation images that fit this era, she made several of them. At this time, she was busy selling them in gift boxes.

Thanks to Xu Shu's blessing, her scarecrow is the best seller now, Xu Shu and Mi Xue who haven't left yet look at it with red eyes.

The head teacher looked at the expressions of the two girls, why didn't he understand what they were thinking, the little girl's vengeance is really persistent.

"Okay, what are you two doing here instead of looking after your booth?" The class teacher directly grabbed Xu Shu and Mi Xue's shoulders and led them to their class, "Go back, don't make trouble, The TV reporter hasn't left yet, and he's not afraid of taking pictures and throwing them all over the city."

As soon as the head teacher and the troublemaker left, another classmate who aroused Xie Yuchan's vigilance came.

It was a boy wearing thick black-rimmed glasses. He looked gentle and polite, but he carried an aura that Xie Yuchan hated extremely, which was the unique aura of a monk who had hunted her down for hundreds of years. .

Because of that aura, when the boy pointed to the last scarecrow to ask the price, Xie Yuchan's attitude became much worse.

"Student, is your scarecrow for sale?"

"500 RMB thank you."

"Didn't it be two hundred just now?"

Xie Yuchan remained expressionless: "Star effect, the price has increased."

The boy pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at Xie Yuchan's hand meaningfully: "Then how much is the thread in the classmate's hand?"

(End of this chapter)