The squad leader knew I was stealing

Jia Zixi couldn't believe it, "Is there a mummy?"

Ma Xiaoran was suspicious but also excited, "My general?"

Jing Chong: "My zombie?"

Lin Yanxiu formed a formation cooperatively, "Crown?"

Li Ruo nodded, sent the copied manuscript to his friends, and said, "...There are no zombies."

Jing Chong briefly glanced at the A4 paper in his hand, sighed for Li Ruo's sturdy logic, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why is there no zombie for me?"

The rest of the friends didn't have time to pay attention to him at all. They held the manuscripts in their hands and wanted to give Li Ruo a thumbs up manually. The logic is too strong, isn't it!

Jia Zixi felt that her second soul had finally been released, "Hey hey hey hey, I didn't expect 'National Treasure' to be so easy to talk about this time, great, I'll go find a bandage later."

Ma Xiaoran also said, "I'll borrow clothes from the Propaganda Department..."

Li Ruo interrupted the children's excited words in a low voice, "The head teacher said, keep everything simple."

The four friends said in unison, "What's a simple way?"

It wasn't until the class teacher sent someone to send cardboard boxes, scissors, tape, and even toilet paper that the little friends knew how simple it was.

According to the head teacher's idea, the cardboard box can be cut to make the general's armor, and toilet paper can be used instead of bandages to dress up the mummy.

In the small conference room, the friends were busy with each other. Yang Qin took the scissors and cut the cardboard box in his hand vigorously, and couldn't help complaining, "Whose idea of ​​this is shit?! It's hard to kill."

Not to be outdone, Ma Xiaoran said, "I don't know who came up with the idea. To wear a crown, there are a dozen paper crowns with the words "Happy Birthday" pushed in the corner."

Yang Qin threw the scissors, "I'll go, I didn't know the head teacher would buy this kind of thing..."

"Then I don't know that the class teacher will let me do it. My intention is to borrow clothes."

Jia Zixi took the toilet paper and spun around on the spot, turning it by herself for a while, and letting the toilet paper turn it for a while, when she heard the voices of the two, she immediately interrupted, "Can you two stop arguing, and see if I'm ugly like this... "Just as he was talking, the toilet paper was torn off, revealing the blue and white school uniform inside.

"=_=...Damn."

Over there, Lin Yanxiu pushed Jing Chong's hand, which was about to wrap toilet paper around him, and frowned, "Why should I wrap it?"

Jing Chong took it for granted, "Because you are the one who comes up with ideas, you also have to make some contributions."

"But my idea was to take the book, but you didn't adopt it."

"But you participated in the discussion. Li Hao is a sports committee member and has no time. I want to wear a 'general' uniform and stand in front of the flag and Yang Qin raises the class card. Do you still plan to let Li Ruo or Ma Xiaoran play the role of the mummy?"

Lin Yanxiu: "...I got it, hey! Don't do it!!"

Jing Chong stretched out his hand and directly locked Lin Yanxiu in his arms, began to wrap a bandage around his body, and whispered to him, "Don't move, I'll wrap a little bit, and see how much toilet paper is suitable for a person."

Lin Yanxiu felt the warm air around his ears, and his face turned red all of a sudden. The sound of his heart beating hit his eardrums, and his Adam's apple moved up and down, "...I will do it myself."

Hearing this, Jing Chong let go of his hand and motioned for him to go himself.

Lin Yanxiu was a little helpless, so he took the toilet paper and gestured at himself. After he and Jia Zixi wrapped the toilet paper, Li Ruo also made a record of the corresponding items.

By the end of the evening self-study and school, a few friends have already made the general's armor almost, and the material is cardboard and bandages.

Since Ma Xiaoran insisted on writing the code name of his own general, the little friend had no choice but to finish, and found a boy in the class who was good at calligraphy and could write calligraphy, and asked him to write "Chang Sheng" on his chest. words.

Jing Chong held in one hand the battle suit that his little friend made for him with painstaking efforts, "..._｀"

Ma Xiaoran urged, "Put it on quickly and see if it fits you well!"

Yang Qin and Li Ruo burst into laughter.

Jia Zixi patted the table and laughed. Lin Yanxiu saw it, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Jing Chong held up the "battle suit" and looked at it. On the chest was the "Chang Sheng" written profusely by a boy, which was very eye-catching. The armor clips were pieces of cardboard glued with transparent glue.Holding the whole dress in his hand, it drooped stiffly from top to bottom, which was very ugly.

He looked at this idiotic clothes, adding the word "Chang Sheng" made him even more mentally handicapped, he was dissatisfied, "Can you remove these two words >_<?"

Yang Qin immediately said, "No, every piece of your armor is connected with adhesive tape. If one piece is broken, it will affect the whole armor..."

"Are you sure it's an armor! And why must it be written on the chest?!"

Ma Xiaoran answered, "You can be content, we have a very high degree of restoration. Now, there is also a helmet, in case the enemy smashes your head... The word you said is an ancient habit. You see it in the TV series. That’s not how it works.”

Jing Chong: "..." I'm afraid you are the one with the brain, middle school girl!

Although Jing Chong disliked him, he couldn't live up to the results of his friends' hard work, so he had to put on the general uniform and helmet. When he saw the expressions of all the friends, he expected that all the students in the school would watch him in the sports meeting tomorrow. look like.

He wants to kill Ma Xiaoran! But the one he wants to kill more is definitely Li Ruo!!

Those who have an idea with him are all the friends of Class 11 on the day of the sports meeting.The little friends had a big balloon in their hands, and a paper crown with a very festive "Happy Birthday" printed on their heads.Although they were dressed in a foreign (ruo) manner (zhi), but the friends walked past the rostrum with disheveled faces, and went to the northwest corner to squeeze the balloons in their hands with all their strength, as if they were going to crush someone's head.

Jia Zixi and Lin Yanxiu were even more tightly wrapped in toilet paper, and even their eyes were holes dug out later.Jia Zixi regretted it very much. He must have lost his mind to let Li Ruo write this.

Lin Yanxiu was even more innocent. His body was covered with toilet paper and tape, and his arm was torn off because of several actions, and a lot of tape was stuck on it. The posture of the tape seemed to be that his arm fell off completely, It's like being glued to it, which is very uncomfortable.

Before the opening ceremony of the sports meeting, Li Ruo found them, her voice was small, but her eyes were full of strange colors. She said that she had added a scene to their two mummies.

Jia Zixi was covered in toilet paper, and he reacted greatly to Li Ruo's script. He rolled his eyes and scolded Li Ruo, "We are talented women, great talented women! We must be distinguished from those low-level middle school girls! Please stop your imagination!"

According to Li Ruo's meaning, one of the two mummies walked to the rostrum and did not move, while the other walked past and found that his companion had fallen behind and came back to pull him.

Lin Yanxiu asked a little cryptically, "What's the significance? What does it represent?"

The talented girl thought for a while before explaining in a low voice, "This was added by the teacher in charge. The purpose is to attract attention. I also find it very boring."

Jia Zixi, Lin Yanxiu: "..." Could it be that the 'National Treasure' is actually a middle school panda, but can the strange light in your eyes be restrained, a middle school girl!

If Li was from her own family, Jia Zixi and Lin Yanxiu would not say they wanted to embarrass her, so they had no choice but to agree.

The three friends were planning to discuss and practice walking, and there was a big circle around the window of class 3, and they were all classmates on the same floor.

Suddenly a girl yelled, "Ah! The monitor of Class 11 is wearing a skirt!!!"

Jing Chong sat in his seat wearing a "general" uniform, and his face darkened immediately when he heard this sentence.

Jia Zixi laughed and squealed in the front seat, the toilet paper around her mouth was "teared", and the toilet paper on her body was also torn several layers.

Jing Chong was angry, "What are you laughing at?! I still have a personality, but you don't even have a personality."

After finishing speaking, Jing Chong felt a little regretful and embarrassed. He turned his head and looked at Lin Yanxiu. The man was also wrapped in toilet paper, facing him directly, without speaking, and looked indifferent from the two holes in his face. looking at him.

Jing Chong laughed out loud, regretting it, but it was too funny, right? It was so funny! This man was completely wrapped in toilet paper, and his hands were wrapped into rice dumplings. All he had left was a pair of white sneakers Not involved.

The more Jing Chong laughed, the more excited he became, he slapped the table wildly and Jia Zixi in front of him raised his voice in harmony with each other, laughing like a pig.

Lin Yanxiu's eyes were bent, and the corners of his lips were raised slightly. He stood opposite Jing Chong, and put two hands wrapped in rice dumplings on Jing Chong's temples, one on each side.

Jing Chong: "...?"

Jia Zixi stopped laughing, and looked at them wondering what Lin Yanxiu was going to do.

The little friends also came over, followed Jia Zixi to rewrap toilet paper and tape around him, and looked at Lin Yanxiu with a little curiosity.

Lin Yanxiu moved his hands up, and brought the helmet on Jing Chong's head up a little. The horizontal x that should have been on his mouth blocked his sight. Lin Yanxiu moved his hands down again, and put the helmet back in place, repeating this for many times. Second-rate.

Jing Chong: "=_=..." Lin Yanxiu, it turns out that you are such a naive person.

After a while, the friends in class 11 let out thunderous laughter, and Lin Yanxiu also laughed softly through the toilet paper.

Ma Xiaoran had to add two horns to the general’s helmet. My friend asked her why, and she said that she had the concave shape of her idol. Although the friends had never seen it before, they could barely do it from Ma Xiaoran’s description. After doing it, the two horns made of hard leather opened and closed tremblingly with Lin Yanxiu's movements, which was very funny on Jing Chong's head in a skirt.

Jia Zixi pointed at Jing Chong, "Hahahaha", he ate the toilet paper.

Since the class teacher asked for simplicity, the friends could only try their best to satisfy the person who gave the idea, so as not to be hopelessly poor, so Ma Xiaoran asked him to add something to the general's uniform. Cooperate as much as possible, after all, the one wearing this dress will not be me.

Jia Zixi stood in the corridor on the second floor and stared at the glass for a long time. Looking at her blurred but chubby figure, she followed her friend downstairs with satisfaction.

The air in the morning was a bit humid, and there was a bit of fog on the huge playground, blowing wet on the face.

The two "mummy" stood in the line of Class 11, they were very conspicuous. Before they got to the rostrum, several teachers came over and asked to take pictures, and Jing Chong was not spared, especially the cheerful assistant teacher. The fancy style asked for poses, which made the three of them very speechless.

He was also asked to jump like a zombie, raise his hands, and walk a zombie.

Teachers, mummies also have dignity, okay?

Also, when the concave shape is required, can you take pictures without looking excited!!!

Class 11 really became a hit at the opening ceremony of the sports meeting as Zhang Ran planned. Many years later, those graduated students and retired teachers all vaguely remember that toilet paper, tape and cardboard Live collision.

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The stupid author accidentally sent chapter 36, sorry sorry.

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I will try to let you see the content of chapter 36 sooner.

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