mixed

It's not surprising that Xie Lin himself didn't believe it. The topic of the class suddenly appeared, and everyone would gasp. His mouth was light.

Slowly spit it out, watching the arm dangling in front of me, turning the table bucket into a bang, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

Xie Lin stood up the book, leaned over the table, and suddenly called out: "Hey, what are you doing?"

The figure was startled, and his shoulders shook violently.

"Fuck! I thought you didn't see me."

Maybe the mask covering half of the face is too sound-proof, or maybe the condition is getting worse, Lin Jiuxin's voice like sawtooth grinding bark makes Xie Lin get goosebumps all over his body.

I can't figure out how fucking blind he is with just a non-existent chair, but one thing is clear, this worry-free person who asks for sick leave and runs to school won't do anything worry-free.

Xie Lin stared at him, and found that what seemed to be a set of papers was pulled out by the table bucket. The paper was pressed by something, and when it was pulled out, there was a "呵啦" sound, followed by a lowered "Fuck" and a released "Pa Da" , the paper was padded by the edge of the chair and fell to Xie Lin's feet.

The distance is a little far, but Lin Jiuxin can reach it, if he squeezes half of his body into the gap between the chair and the desk.

"Excuse me."

Hearing this grainy and full-bodied, smokey voice that could immediately sing a heart-piercing and painful love song, Xie Lin really didn't want to talk to him.

If it doesn’t work, let the teacher catch the current situation, and let the adults come over and tie this second-rate patient who treats others as painstakingly as a donkey’s liver and lungs...

After staring at this person for a few seconds, Xie Lin bent down, and when he picked it up, he glanced at the question above, the second year of junior high school?

It really is.

On the head of the volume, it is bold and bold, which reads the simulated test paper for the second semester of the second grade of a certain school.

He threw it out the door with a wave of his hand, before Xie Lin retracted his arm, the teacher said angrily from the front: "Who is that in the back row, what are you doing?"

Lin Jiuxin dodged quickly and hid at the base of the wall.

Too quick to be a patient.

"The pen fell off, I'm picking it up." In the blink of an eye, Xie Lin's pen flew out of the door, and half of the person disappeared. Before his body returned to normal, he gave the person who was sticking to the wall as a mural a sharp eye knife.

The teacher of this class, Xie Lin, has never met before. I guess another class will come over to take over the self-study. He has a capable style and shows no mercy to his class. He would look into the corridor when he twisted his neck.

Xie Lin seemed to be tied by something. He jumped up from his seat and stomped the ground with his feet. Not only the teacher, but many students turned their heads to look at him.

When I heard Xie Lin say that there were cockroaches on the ground, several nearby female students screamed and rushed to the table.

Seeing Xie Lin walking back to his seat as steadily as a mountain, the female teacher seemed to have a sudden reaction and stepped to the corridor with one step.

Empty, no one.

After looking back and forth, he walked into the classroom with a sullen face, glared at Xie Lin for several times, and then sat back at the seat by the door.

Xie Lin held his chin and turned his pen. After a while, he tilted his body and looked towards the corridor. The torn corner of the paper was floating not far from the corridor, and was blown away by the wind.

Looking back at the book, the pen swished between his fingers, and suddenly, there was a 'buzz' in the table bucket.

The pen slowed down but didn't stop, Xie Lin pressed his forehead against the edge of the table, and took out his mobile phone to read.

Entered a WeChat.

'He's so handsome' with a little red dot on his head.

Click on it, capitalized suffocation, this fellow Li Dong has changed his fucking avatar again, a face that has been repaired to the point of anger.

It's so handsome: I've hung up, next Wednesday, I'll give it to your mother, let me tell you.

【The other party is typing...】

Xie Lin ignored the prompt and typed.

,,: say again and again?

It's so handsome: Can't you wait until I finish beating you?Can you look at the prompt, I was just saying that I don’t want to say it again and again, so you just ask me to say it again and again, and you can see how many words I typed for a sentence.

,,: You are poisonous.

【You initiated a transfer 600】

【Refunded】

The spinning pen stopped, and Xie Lin also sneaked his remaining hand into the table, and just about to hit a question mark, the other party sent a sentence: Single settlement is troublesome, monthly settlement.

The word 'good' has not been typed yet.

[It's a handsome retraction of a message]

Xie Lin waited obediently this time.

It's so handsome: single knot is troublesome, quarterly knot.

Fingers are about to drop.

[It's just a handsome retraction of a message. 】

It's so handsome: single knot is troublesome, half a year knot.

Xie Lin: ...

[It's just a handsome retraction of a message. 】

,,: Brother, it’s almost over.

Just so handsome: Do you think I'm handsome? (Akimbo.jpg)

,,: You can only be handsome, really.

After sending it, Xie Lin smiled and pressed off, and the phone vibrated again.

A group jumped to the top.

"Taoyuan Three Butts"

Big Dior: Brother Lin, brother Lin, you're so big this time, it's really huge.

It's just so handsome: I don't know if Brother Lin is old or not, anyway, you're not old enough.

[It’s just that the group’s name has been changed so handsomely that it’s called Huge Dior. 】

,, @大迪奥: Zhao Xiao, change the name for me, how many of you.

Big Dior @,,: No.

Big Dior: What a fucking awesome thing I did, why can't I be named as a hanger.

Huge Dior @大迪奥: Come on, who are you insulting again?

Big Dior: Brother Wang is so fucking hot, I don’t know where I got a selection spot for the amateur group billiards national league, I’m looking for a sparring partner to find crazy balls, and I come to cook with me day and night, and I’m full of bubbling , with a boil all over my head, forcing me to reveal Brother Lin's whereabouts, buddy, I made up all kinds of jokes to coax him, and made Brother Lin into a master who is hard to find, and you can't get a straight look at your feet. You shouldn't discuss with the big guys how much brother Lin should sell it for.

Giant Dior: Is it reliable?

Big Dior: How dare I say it is unreliable?Can you make Brother Lin happy? ?In case he is so irritated that he can't be the first grader in the new school, I feel like a knife is piercing my heart.

,,: Then you can twist it now, the first brother has difficulty.

Big Dior: Damn it?Is there anyone more domineering than you?

,,: Well, a god of learning.

Huge Dior: It seems that Lin'er has made the right move. He should go out and see the world for a while. It's useless to live in a small place like Lezhou. Otherwise, Lin'er's mother is awesome, so don't force Lin'er can go?Let's sit down with Lezhou's broken No. [-] middle school.

Big Dior: Don't make a fool of yourself? @,, answer or not, accompany or not?

,,: Needless to say, I will accompany him to death.

Huge Dior: @,, do you have time?It's the third year of high school, think again.

,,: Brother Lin is omnipotent.

Big Dior: I feel sorry for my Brother Lin.

Huge Dior: I feel sorry for Brother Lin.

After chatting with Li Dong and Zhao Xiao about the price, I returned to the information list, swipe down, and Yao Yu's dialog box fell in front of me logically.

Xie Lin doesn't like to organize APPs. Every APP is flooded with red dots. Some prompt numbers can be as high as three digits. WeChat is also the same. As long as it forms a dialog box, it can live forever.

After all, Yao Yu didn't tell the truth. Shooting graffiti is just his personal hobby. He doesn't spread it to the outside world or do it for commercial purposes. If he farts all over his mouth, he can blow himself out.

This is basically a competition video.

Opening his circle of friends, there are all kinds of self-proclaimed tattoo displays, the only thing that is out of place is the photo of the graffiti wall that was released two days ago.

Good looking as always.

Rubbing his forehead that hurt from the edge of the table, Xie Lin sent a message to Yao Yu, asking if the video can be removed?

The other party quickly replied: Come and take a look, I happen to be there.

Then, a positioning.

Tattoo parlor.

Ever since I saw the graffiti wall by chance, no, Lin Jiuxin from the South Railway Station came to pick him up, Xie Lin had a strong feeling that Jiang City is actually that big, with Lin Shaonan's house as the center, and the radius of radiation does not exceed 20 kilometers. Everything happens in this big circle.

After leaving the school gate, take the bus for three stops, and arrive at the pedestrian street in the city center at a speed that you don't have to grab even if there is an empty seat. Get down, look up casually, and lock on the target.

His eyes instantly went blind.

The pedestrian street gathers popularity. In Xie Lin’s impression, this street is regarded as the signature scenic spot of Jiangshi. A small commercial shop selling modern Taobao-style dog meat in the old city. Anyway, no matter what kind of business philosophy they have, the merchants are willing to work hard on the appearance, and they are well-mannered, calm and solemn.

only...

This flamboyant, non-mainstream small house...?

Xie Lin, who was standing at the foot of the room, watched it silently.

The graffiti that can cause trypophobia is wrapped in layers... Uh, is this a small second floor or a small third floor, or is it just a taller bungalow? ?

Xie Lin, with a black question mark face on his head, looked all the way along the outline of the house.

The next moment, the sight froze.

The house should have a second floor, otherwise the two people who could only be seen by looking up would be floating in the air, and through the curtains that were not fully drawn, Xie Lin could clearly see someone wearing a big black mask among them.

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Dior and DIAO, the real word can’t be typed, but it’s **