Host, You're Targeted

At the beginning of November, the XX autumn games of Lvcheng middle school senior high school began finally.

At the end of the opening ceremony at 10:30, all classes set up sunshade tents and water dispensers in their respective base camp. Students with projects go to the check-in office to prepare, while students without projects stand by in the base camp.

In the base camp of class nine of senior high school, Mr. Niu found a brand-new "tycoon" who didn't know where to get it.

Class 9 students sitting on the artificial lawn of the football field and Mr. Niu on the stool looked at each other for a long time. He pincai took the glittering box from the boss with shaking hands.

"Thank you, teacher Woo woo Hoo! I'm so touched! "

Niu Zong was embarrassed by the touching eyes of the students in class 9. He scratched the back of his head and looked strangely at the students who were shaking their hands to dismantle the tycoon. He asked in doubt, "Why are you crying?"

Everyone did not speak. They lowered their heads and winked in the direction of Sheng Yin Zhou and Xia CI Feng.

When Xia Cifeng received the call for help, he raised his hand and said, "it's really because teacher, you don't look like a person who can play this game for us. When you see someone reading extra-curricular books, you have to say something, let alone bring chess and cards to play for us."

estimated that the sun was too forenoon in the morning. The cow always had a red face. He clenched his fist over his lips and said, "well... It's usually a time to study! If you don't study when you are studying, what kind of chess and cards to play, and what kind of love and love extracurricular books you read, I'm sure I want to talk about you! When can't you read these games and books? Why do we have to put these in the precious three years of high school? "

The students who were responsible for taking out the contents of the box sped up their speed in silence. They all started to take out the contents of the box, pretending that the strong and loud voice of Mr. Niu was not a pleasant brainwashing melody.

After we spread out the large game paper on the lawn, put away a pile of paper with the name of the country and the money with different values, and found small things to suppress them to prevent them from being blown away by the wind, Mr. Niu finished his long speech.

He took a paper cup, took half of the cold water and half of the hot water in the water dispenser on the table, mixed it and moistened his throat. Then he continued to say, "but ah! Now it's the sports meeting. The sports meeting is for you to relax and play. I won't stop you from doing anything you want, but the premise is that you should do serious things and meet the identity of your high school students. Although some of you who study late have grown up, in my opinion, you are still young children, so... "

We did not pay any attention to Niu Zong, and picked up the small objects of different colors to start the game.

A group of old Wang passed by with a cup of hot water. Seeing the scene of class 9, he went to Mr. Niu with great kindness and threw some pieces of tea from nowhere into his steaming quilt.

"Oh, your head teacher really needs to give political lessons to these children who are in their prime years after the games. Why are you so broken? Can't the children have a good time and relax? Ah, old cow, you really do harm to children if you can't eat tender grass... "

Mr. Niu put the cup on the table, stood up and rolled up his sleeve to Lao Wang, "old dog! Tell me again

The students in class 9 should do their own things, regardless of the two high school teachers who never start a fight like primary school students.