Look at the appearance of Ais's indifferent, Tongle is crying again. "If I don't have a lot of time, Mommy knows, but will be a small PP, you will let Mommy me?"

"Okay, I am going." The stranger went to Tongle music to wipe the tears, helplessly agreed.

If you don't agree, Tongle music will take him with him.

Tongle is not a face, he is still a face.

No money is small, no face is big.

If you have no money, you can be black, you can't explore it.

"Ashi!" Tong Lele immediately and stranked.

The stranger left the classroom, and Tongle is sitting in the position of the stranger. Looking at the neutral textbook, I can't resist it. "How is a Mommy born, my book is so? What is in chaos, how is the book? "

"Mommy has been more sorted out in the future."

Thinking of this, Tongle Le Mei smiled.

His thing is always gathered, and it is always mid to clean up.

He is very determined that Ascension is obsessive, and it is very serious.

He and the stranger exchanged the identity. He found that he was clearly chaotic, and every time Ash was clean and clean.

When Ash lived in his home, someone gave him a dog's nest.

Sitting like an Ash!

This class is a class of English lessons in the fierce staff.

Tongle is listening, go straight.

" ... ..."

Tongle music is hout, he heard a crisp sound of snacks.

He is oblique to the eyes, and the mouth of the table is not moving.

"Mr. I have to eat, you, do you want to eat?" The eyes of Tongle music at the same table were scared, and he was busy with his potato chips.

"Tongle said, tongue the book, and eating potato chips at the same table.

Small squeezing '.

"Moschi, An Ethlia!" The foreign teachers shouted the stranger and his same table.

"You steal snacks in my class? Moschi, I know that you are a small genius, what is the knowledge point is difficult to don't fall, but the students should appear in the student."

After the teacher, I took the textbook.

"Teacher report, can I sit down?" Tongle music raised his hand and reported to the teacher.

"Sit down, listen to the class, China has a poetry called less and hard to worry hard." The foreign teacher said.

"Yes Yes." Tongle is nod, adding a sentence: "Teacher, should be young and unhaffinous."

However, he does not exist, he will not work hard to have this Jinshan Mine.

His dream is to do strips! Don't worry hard to drill in the pile of money.

The audience laughed.

The teacher was painfully passed by Tongle, then picked up the chalk, written on the blackboard, "What is added behind? Strange, you will answer."

Tongle is standing up, "Xun, time to play?"

"Say time, moved again, keep up with my rhythm, sing, moving moving, the sky is my love, the flowers of the green hills are open, what kind of rhythm is the most rush ...... "

Tongle is starting to play rhythm, so that the whole class will sing the most dazzling national style.

The foreign teacher is also taking rhythm and swinging together.

......

The stranger has just sat down next door. The language teacher entered the classroom, and his face is not good.

"The homework of the last class was killed by the cat, and I consciously stood up." Said the language teacher.

The total class of classmates fell to the body of the stranger.

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