Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

"I heard that experienced boys are very good at using the movements of their legs to force themselves to calm down."

Mo Yi: "..."

You are losing!

Unexpectedly, I, who was wearing Master Yakumo, lost to a dirty poetry teacher who wrote a campus youth love story in the competition of dirty power.

It has long been heard that people who write romance novels have never been in love, so they can imagine the most perfect and sweet love; people who write detective stories have never killed people in secret rooms, so they can write a case like a jigsaw puzzle. ups and downs.

According to this theory, people who draw notebooks should be the purest, because they have the original beauty in their hearts, so they can describe the sports of running and gymnastics in such a sacred, wonderful and exciting way.

It can be seen from this that in terms of the power of filth, the pure Yakumo master is not as good as the filthy teacher who wrote youth love stories, so it is easy to understand. After all, the real filth is hidden deep in the heart. The so-called love , Isn't the initial impulse and the final goal dirty?

It's just that the writer of the book is upright and expresses it directly, while the youth love novelist uses various graceful ways to tell a story of a man and a woman constantly playing games in order to achieve the goal of defilement, and finally successfully defiled together.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was still very sleepy at first, but when he saw Mo Yi's dazed expression again, he knew that the other party was thinking of some weird things again.

Why does Xiazhiqiu Shiyu know so clearly?

Of course, it was because Mo Yi would occasionally mutter those unreasonable thoughts in front of trusted people.

It's just that the other party has been refusing to admit that he has such a strange cuteness.

Teacher Di Shizi laughed in his heart and said, "As expected, they are the necessary stimulants and toys for me every day. No matter how tired I am from cultivating immortals, as long as I have a few words with Mo Yi, I can always find fun and refresh myself."

"This new teacher is so beautiful!"

"Is she the new foreign language teacher in our class?"

"What a beautiful red hair, why don't I ask her later how she maintains her hair?"

At this time, the exclamation of the students came, and Mo Yi woke up from thinking about why classmate Shi Yu was so dirty.

"New foreign language teacher?"

Mo Yi muttered something, but he didn't have much interest in it. Anyway, whoever teaches is not the same, because I have already completed the knowledge required for high school courses, and I have also pointed out some useful scientific theories to the level of scientific researchers.

Magic and technology have developed to a very high level, but in fact there is not much difference. The student number of mathematics, physics and chemistry is very helpful for becoming an excellent magician. For example, many spells require knowledge of three-dimensional geometry.

So, Xueba can really do whatever he wants.

Then, Mo Yi suddenly felt a cold piercing gaze behind him, and said to Xiazhiqiu Shiyu:

"Student Shiwa, although I have no objection to you learning the rich necessary knowledge on the Yakumo House, staying up all night is not good, whether it is for the spirit or the body."

After finishing speaking, I was ready to turn around and see who dared to attack the beloved Master Ben who was most loved by the teachers and students in the school with cold eyes.

"Mo Yi-jun, haven't we finished yet?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu naturally wouldn't let Mo Yi turn back so quickly, after all, he wasn't happy and excited enough, so he quickly stretched out two hands to grab Mo Yi's shoulders, preventing him from turning back and said:

"Could it be that I, a young and beautiful girl who has been played with by you, can't compare with the new foreign language teacher?"

"I didn't expect that even Mo Yi, you are the kind of greedy and old-fashioned scumbag."

Mo Yi: "..."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was just an ordinary person, if Mo Yi wanted to turn around, the other party would naturally not be able to stop him.

But when you get along with ordinary people, you naturally need to face it with an ordinary person's attitude. What's more, it is said that the other party is still your best female friend in class. How hurtful is it to turn around directly?

Therefore, Mo Yi had no choice but to continue to endure the more and more cold eyes attack from behind, and continued to brag and fart with Mr. Poetry, saying:

"Student Shiyu, why don't I remember when I played with you?"

"You can't just defile people's innocence!"

"Mr. Mo Yi, don't I think I didn't realize that you accidentally played with my long black silk legs with your eyes, or you just acted out of your heart. Even if you see it naturally, you can't escape the girl's sensitive eyes—"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu saw Mo Yi turn around and look at the female teacher with long red hair, then let go of her hands in satisfaction, and then, under Mo Yi's gaze, made a gesture of stretching, without hesitation, she stretched her beautiful The posture was shown in front of the other party, and he smiled:

"That's why I didn't make people innocent out of thin air. On the contrary, classmate Mo Yi used his eyes to defile people's innocence out of thin air."

Mo Yi: "..."

You're right, I'm speechless.

I suddenly had the idea of ​​developing an ultimate pupil magic trick called "stare at someone who is pregnant". From now on, if anyone dislikes her, I will stare at her, smearing her innocence out of thin air, making her faceless in front of Jiangdong's elders, and die of shame.

"Cuckoo-"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu looked at Mo Yi's jittery look, giggled, and then continued after a while:

"Mo Yi-jun, I have let you down—"

"I did read a novel last night at Yakumo's House, but what I read was not the learning materials you imagined, but your recent serial novel "My Youth Love Story Really Has a Problem" on it."

"I just wanted to find inspiration for a new novel from your work, but I didn't expect to be attracted by it. After reading the serialization, I realized that it was already dawn."

"So, you have to take responsibility for me, classmate Mo Yi."

What's going on today?

First, Xuemiao came to me because of her autobiography, and now Lian Houzhujiang came to me because of this novel?

"How about I return the money you spent to you, and then help you watch the wind and let you sleep all day?"

Mo Yi complained: