The big adventure in Doraemon

Early the next morning, Chu Mushan got up. Maybe it’s the instinct of the body, Chu Mushan gets up on time every day about five minutes before the alarm clock, casually turns off the alarm button of the alarm clock that has never sounded and gets up to change clothes, Chu Mushan looked at his room and his pajamas, originally did not pay special attention to anything, but now he noticed, the original body seems to like plaid , plaid pattern pajamas and pajamas, plaid pattern curtains, plaid pattern bed sheets, quilts… Perhaps it also represents the rigorous character of the original body.

Run lightly and get dressed, and then go downstairs, because the weather is getting cooler, Chu Mushan is not wearing shorts, but wearing a sports trousers and a sports shirt, which is a little handsome. After saying hello to his mother who was cooking and his father who was sitting at the dinner table reading the newspaper, he went to the toilet to wash, I don’t know why Chu Mushan’s mood is really getting better and better as he comes to this world.

“Kid, the little shirt seems to be happy today.” Xiaoshirt dad looked at Chu Mushan who hummed Xiaoqu into the toilet to wash, but he was a little surprised, because in recent days, Chu Mushan didn’t know why he would actually have nervous emotions in the face of himself, Xiaoshirt dad always thought that Chu Mushan had a drop in grades, so he would have nervousness.

In fact, on the first day that Chu Mushan crossed over, Xiaoshirt’s father and Xiaoshirt’s mother noticed that Chu Mushan’s mood was wrong, after all, after ten years of getting along day and night, how could he not detect it, but he didn’t think about changing his son’s soul.

“Isn’t that great? Xiaoshirt has always been very reassuring to us, you can read your newspaper with peace of mind, while asking for a face-saving shirt to do what he is interested in, while constantly worrying behind his back whether Xiaoshirt’s performance will decline. “Xiaoshirt’s mother didn’t care a lot, because she was busy every day and basically couldn’t find time to talk about this, so Xiaoshirt’s father could take advantage of his free time in the morning to take a good rest and talk casually. So the little shirt mother turned her head and loudly lifted out the bottom of the little shirt father.

“Ahem! Wife, how can I say this, well, the little shirt is here, you can make your meal with peace of mind! “Little Shirt Dad coughed twice, Daddy! I always like to show my generosity in front of my son or brag in front of my son. After a while, Chu Mushan washed up and went out with a prepared breakfast and a carton of milk, after all, as soon as he sat at home, Chu Mushan didn’t know what to say, it was better to go out quickly.

“Really, I really don’t know why Xiao Shi is so nervous, as if he is afraid to talk to me.” The little shirt father looked at the back of Chu Mushan leaving strangely, a little puzzled, but it was nothing for the little shirt father to complain about two sentences after working so busy every day.

Chu Mushan jogged on the way to school, while eating baked bread and drinking milk is quite comfortable, because every day basically goes out at the same time, Shizuka is also similar, so Chu Mushan can basically see Shizuka walking in front every day, today Shizuka wearing a pure white shirt and pink skirt is filled with a touch of cute temperament.

“Hey! Shizuka. Chu Mushan said hello in the back, then accelerated the speed of running and ran over, but a little like a treasure, took out the drawing drawn last night from his bag and handed it to Shizuka.

“Oh, it’s a shirt. What is it? Shizuka looked back at Chu Mushan, took the drawing handed over by Chu Mushan and asked subconsciously.

“Of course, this is a manga I have drawn, so how about Shizuka-sama see what I wrote?” Chu Mushan said a little funny, but it made Shizuka laugh non-stop. Because Shizuka looked at the drawing, Chu Mushan did not continue to jog, but slowly walked in the direction of the school with Shizuka, as the direction of the school got closer and closer, the flow of students was also increasing, I don’t know if it was Chu Mushan’s illusion, Chu Mushan found that from time to time you can see the so-called World Peace Association badge on the chest, the students are generally listless, their heads are lowered and frustrated, it seems that they have been charged a lot of membership fees, protection fees and the like.

Seeing this situation, Chu Mushan frowned slightly, this situation seems that this so-called organization that collects protection fees in the name of the association has done quite a big job, I don’t know when it will provoke his head… Chu Mushan squeezed his immature but explosive fist, and he would definitely not let these junior high school punks eat and go.

Chu Mushan has long wanted to find an opportunity to use his hands and feet to beat people, but he has never found a chance, thinking about the feeling of holding a fist to the flesh Chu Mushan is actually a little excited.

“Xiaoshirt, you really draw so good and look good, I don’t even know that I have already walked to school.” Shizuka finally finished reading all the drawings, and said to Chu Mushan with a little excitement on her face.

“Yes, with Shizuka’s encouragement, then I have more confidence.” Shizuka’s voice interrupted Chu Mushan’s thinking, shook her head and no longer thought about this school gangster organization, and quickly answered Shizuka. Then he took the drawing that Shizuka handed back and put it in his bag, and then Chu Mushan and Shizuka walked into the classroom with a smile. Chu Mushan was about to tidy up the blackboard on the podium, and Shizuka was sitting in her place and smiling and watching Chu Mushan not know what was going on in her heart, but there were still twenty minutes to go to class at eight o’clock.

“Nobita. Male! Doraemon frowned and looked at Nobita, who was still lying on the floor without sleeping, because Nobita slept unusually well after the homework was done, Doraemon shook for a long time and still showed no signs of waking up. Sometimes Doraemon really can’t take Nobita, and Doraemon doesn’t want to use force to wake Nobita up, but if Nobita really can’t get up, Doraemon also has to use special means.

Doraemon flipped through her four-dimensional space bag twice, and her eyes lit up and took out something that looked like a candy.

“Voice Changer gummies! Hey, no time to explain. Doraemon subconsciously wanted to snap a lot before remembering that Nobita was going to be late, and directly swallowed the voice changer gummies, coughing twice, but it was not Doraemon’s slightly magnetic and slightly hoarse voice, but the thick voice of the school teacher.