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In fact, Zhao Xia was the first to be confessed by Huang Mao.

"It's the flat banged pot cap head in your school. Although I don't want to admit it, he seems to be taller than me. Moreover, he is not as good-looking as I am."

The teachers of No.1 Middle School said: Where does this little classmate come from?

Huang Mao thought that he described himself very well. Who knows when he looked up, he found that the expressions of the teachers in No. 1 middle school were indescribable.

"Did I not describe it accurately enough?" Huang Mao raised his yellow hair and said, "the flat banger cover is a little bit worse than me, and a little taller than me. Although he didn't grow up to be like me, it's hard to find him similar to me

The teachers of No.1 middle school showed embarrassed and polite smiles one after another.

It seems that the little student is not too confident, but the brain is not very good.

When Huang Mao was confused and ready to grasp the teachers of No.1 middle school and asked them what they were laughing at and why they were not looking for someone, the deputy director put down his tea cup and hooked his finger at him.

Huang Mao:.... " I don't dare to go if I want to.

"Come on, Xiao Huang. Look over there."

The deputy director hooked his shoulder and motioned him to look at the high school students who were coming and going outside the academic affairs office.

Huang Mao was puzzled and looked out of his head.

The academic affairs office is located on the first floor of feicui building, which is opposite the library of Lvcheng No.1 middle school.

There are lights on the first floor of the library. The windows are transparent. You can see a lot of students in No.1 middle school uniform.

The direction the deputy director pointed to was the bulletin board of the first grade in feicui building. A group of boys gathered around the bulletin board and did not know what they were discussing.

Huang Mao was stunned when he saw the group of boys.

Because that group of boys are all the same color of the pot head.

Huang Mao: "it's Can you have this hairstyle in No.1 middle school? Aren't you provincial? Why do boys have such hair? "

The deputy director solemnly said, "can't you two middle school dye your hair? Xiao Huang

Huang Mao finally realized that something was wrong and roared back: "who is Xiao Huang's classmate?"

"You."

Teachers of No.1 Middle School: "poo ha ha ha!"

Students of No.2 Middle School: "ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Xiao Huang, you taste, you fine taste."

The deputy director took yellow hair's shoulder again. They were almost the same height, one fat and one thin, standing at the gate of the academic affairs office.

The light from the dean's office fell on both of them, making a fitting shadow around them.

People who don't know think these two people are a strange combination.

"You see." The deputy director said, "their sideburns are not as long as you are. They are all above their ears. As for the bangs in front of them, you don't understand."

Huang Mao: "fart! I understand! It's just bangs! In order to play cute and handsome, I'm going to soak up girls

The deputy director opened his eyes and said, "no, it's not what you think. You're still too young to see the problems on the surface. Well, as you just said, our No.1 middle school is the provincial key point, and our students are all different. Sometimes when they meet the bottleneck, they will take a small rubber band to tie up the bangs and make an apple head. Apple head of the small pull actually and antenna baby, antenna baby you have seen it, and antenna baby is the same truth. If they tie up the bangs, they will have the essence of heaven and earth slip into their small skull forehead from their small pinches, and then let them open their minds