[Comprehensive] Dance with my singing!

Keep in mind our website and wish you all a happy reading!Don't forget to spread the word.

"I'm not lying." Kanon looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"Huh?" Gangji was confused.

A pink-haired teenager with a lollipop sticking out of his head stepped out of the front corner.

"I'm really going to buy games and watch anime, and everything I said is true." Kanon walked towards Saiki Kusuo, "So you lied about the reason you just said?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "Hey..." His face was full of bewilderment.

"Goodbye."

Kanon and Saiki Kusuo walked around the corner, and teleported to the place where the game was released, leaving Tsunayoshi Sawada alone in the wind.

Actually, it's not all lies.

Sawada Tsunayoshi’s father really went to the airport and asked Tsunayoshi to pick him up, but it was only yesterday, there was an old man in the family who was critically ill and it was really critically ill, but it was only two years ago, his father missed a few words about the operation, It was Dad who beat the man who needed surgery.

It's just that the time was not added and a few words were omitted.

Reborn also came over: "Huang Gang, you still have a lot to learn!"

Gangji was in a complicated mood and didn't know what to say.

The perspective returns to Hanyin.

Kusuo Saiki’s telepathy has been automatically turned on since he was a child, and he can’t turn it off. For those games and anime he likes, once someone else has played and watched them, they will automatically spoil him, so he either buys the first episode and watches the first episode. , or you will never play this game or watch this anime.

The same is true for Kanon's turn. Every time she is interested in something, Saiki Kusuo will give her some advice or give her a direct spoiler as a good friend, which is simply a childhood shadow.

It just so happened that a foreign game that they were looking forward to was released. The two of them naturally wanted to buy it and play it quickly. The first anime also had to be watched quickly. It was best to finish watching it before the hero sports festival was over.

The two watched the premiere with great interest and then cleared the game with great interest, feeling great.

So much so that they forgot something.

Hua Yin: [You forgot to take back your pistol, five hours have passed. 】

[Just now I saw that your phone was muted and there were more than a dozen missed calls. 】

【. . . 】x2

Hua Yin: 【It's all the result of your mistakes every time and we have to start all over again. 】

[It's all the result of you rushing to play every time you get to the battle point, and you lose your hand. 】

The two stared at each other for 5 minutes, crazily condemning each other in their hearts.

Afterwards, Saiki Kusuo teleported back home. Fortunately, the pistol had no shortcomings other than being too flamboyant, except that it needed to wash the memories of his classmates.

Kanon checked her cell phone, and there were ten calls from Bakugo (who told him my cell phone number?), one call every half an hour, the rest were calls from the girls, and one was from the head teacher . . .

She looked at the class group again, and there was an explosion in it, too many messages, basically all of them were swiping the screen by Bao Hao, and she even sent "You answer the phone for me!" in private chat every 2 minutes, it was really poisonous.

Kanon blackmailed Bakugo, sent a group message in the class, "Let's talk tomorrow", and then asked the class leader to mute all the words, and then honestly called Aizawa Xiaota. She didn't want the head teacher to contact Qi's father and Qi's mother, and wanted Have another comfortable day.

"Moshi Moshi, this is Shouta Aizawa."

The head teacher's voice was next to her ears, and Huayin trembled uncomfortably: "I am Huayin."

"The first period of my class on Monday, prepare a review paper on the weekend, [-] words." Aizawa Xiaota sighed, and then hung up the phone.

Huayin felt the bleak feeling that the mountain rain was about to come, and the building was full of wind, and then soaked instant noodles to write a review.

The author has something to say: Two reasons make it impossible to refuse the postmortem crematorium.

It might be about now.

With dark circles under her eyes, Huayin picked up the review, and began to read aloud to the students in Class A whose angry fire might have burned the entire desert.

"Before I read the review or now, you may have many questions you want to ask me, I want to say, wait for me to finish reading the review first, and then I will give you the answers.