Private school two or three things

Wear thick socks, wrap in layers of scarves, and bring a heavy hat.

The famous trio in the private school: purple hair with curly hair and wig, standing in front of Songyang for inspection.

"Jinsuke, do you need to wear gloves?"

Zimao shook his head.

There are only three pairs of gloves in the private school.Girls are afraid of the cold, so they should wear it even if it is too big.Then the remaining pair is natural, necessary, destined, and left to the teacher.

"How about you, Yinshi? Do you want to add more clothes?"

Curly tugged at the white scarf around his neck and said, "It's so hot."

...As expected of the hot-blooded hero in JUMP!When it's freezing outside, just a scarf can conquer the world!A piece of unlined clothing exploded next to two weak chickens in outer clothes!Whoa!Are you wearing barefoot clogs without socks?In this way, it seems that even the penguins are not your opponents - at least they have a layer of fur on the surface...

Songyang had no choice but to hand over a big cloth bag to the wig.

"Be careful." Songyang said.

The three little ghosts waved to the teacher.

The sky was gloomy and gloomy, and the clouds were stacked together, covering the sky in darkness, making people breathless.

And from the lead-colored iron cloud, sometimes tiny snow particles would fall.One or two grains fell on the face, itching and cooling, the kiss of snow grains can only be experienced in the deep winter.

But when you pinch it with your hands to see it, it's already gone.

It seems that since Christmas, the snow has been lingering and unbroken.

Thanks to the snow, the children in the private school haven't had fish for a long time.

What?You say it’s okay not to eat fish? ...you must not be from Edo.

The dead fish glanced up and exhaled a breath of hot air.

Curly's mission today is to get the fish back.

Wig and purple hair walked along the front of the lake, as if they were scouting out where the ice should be cut.

Curly dangling in the back - as long as it's not about the candy hidden in his pillow, it's fine.

The three of them finally stopped in front of an old pine tree.

Wig picked up the tools and was about to walk on the ice, but was thrown back by Zimao's collar.Zimao poked it with the fishing rod, "Crack la la la...", cracks like spider webs appeared on the ice near the shore.

Zimao turned his head and glanced at the wig noblely and coldly.

"Really..." Wig complained, "I was just about to try out the new 'Leader's Step' that I came up with...Jinsuke, you're so annoying."

Curly covered his face.

What the hell is "Leader Pace"?Are you still inventing?Without the purple hair pulling you, you will really go to see Edison, the king of invention!And what about that last sentence?The reader is blind to tone!Even if you use an annoyed tone the reader won't be able to tell!So don't say the kind of words that will mislead your children!

Zimao also had a twitching expression on his face, he remained expressionless on the verge of collapse: "Fuck your 'leader's pace', do you want to die, idiot?"

Wigs have always been the wrong focus: "'Leader's pace' is of course a leader-specific pace! There are strict requirements for pace and distance! Every step must be stepped on a key point! It’s like walking on thin ice, one wrong step will lead to an abyss! This is the combination of wisdom and strength, and it is the symbol of the strong!”

Wig took a deep breath, and continued with saliva splashing: "And the frozen fish in the freezing cold are praying for the dawn, they are eager to be discovered, they are eager to be rescued, they are waiting for their leaders! In the darkness and despair, when they see someone walking towards them with the steps of a leader, their unquenched blood and hope will definitely be rekindled!!"

Your sister prays for the dawn!Your sister's blood and hope!Your brother-in-law's burning!Why do fish have this mess?Is that still a fish in your mouth?A smart animal like fish becomes as stupid as you when you say it out of your mouth!Apologize to all the fish in Edo, bastard!

So Purple Hair and Curly Hair teamed up again.In the days when there were wigs, they joined hands more and more days, and I don't know whether it is joy or sorrow...

It was an hour before the tool was finally set up.

Leaning on the pine tree, the wig slowly opened the package given by Mr. Songyang.

Curly's eyes lit up.

Purple Hair frowned.

Wig... Carefully protect the package on her chest.

"Strawberry..." Curly-haired Harazi appeared after a long absence.

"It's dried strawberries." Zimao snorted coldly, a strong sour smell emanating from it.

"This is for three people!" The wig learned the lesson from the basket of strawberries, and protected the package even more tightly.

"I'll trade you my rice ball." Curly said in a second.

"Absolutely not!" The purple hair and the wig rarely spoke in unison.

In fact, all three children were wrong.

This bag of dried strawberries was entrusted to Songyang by a woman who moved to the town a long time ago - in order to thank him for helping her a lot with the children he taught.

Songyang knew that he was talking about wigs, and thought of Yinshi's favorite food, so he simply put it in the package.

Kotaro will definitely share it with the other two.Teacher Songyang thought so, and went back to the dormitory to drink his tea with peace of mind.

But the reality is: Yinshi insisted that the teacher specially prepared it for him, because only he likes to eat; the wig emphasized that the package is for three people, and it must not be divided randomly; .

Teacher... there are times when you are inaccurate...

Suddenly, the set up fishing rod seemed to move, and the buoy sank.

Zimao was the first to move, stepped to the shore in two or three steps, reached out to grab the fishing rod, bent down and swung it suddenly - it turned out to be a bright red arowana!The fish tail draws a beautiful arc in the air!Bring out a series of sparkling splashes!

super big!At least 3 catties!

Zimao is a good character! GOOD JOB!

Curly lifted the tail of the fish and threw the fish up the pine tree, letting the unlucky arowana get stuck between the branches and toss non-stop.

Withdrawing his mind, after Zimao calmed down, he was that noble and glamorous top student again.He said to himself: The teacher must have a reason for doing so.Then he glared at Curly, and silently walked under the pine tree, preparing to climb the tree.

"What does Jin help you do?" Wig didn't understand.

"Climb up."

"Climb up for what?"

"Look carefully like that."

"Look at what?"

"..." Zimao's eyebrows twitched again, and he covered the head of the wig with both hands, and twisted violently, "What are you looking at? What are you looking at? Of course it is the fishing rod! Otherwise, what are you looking at? You?!"

Erhuo's neck was sprained, and he struggled to get back: "I don't want to show you."

"Pfft..." There was a suspicious laugh from Curly Hair.

But soon Curly couldn't laugh anymore, because of his stupidity, he jumped over and turned his head, and while twisting, he challenged the completely black-faced Zimao in front of him: "I'd rather show it to Yinshi."

Go and die, this is for the peace of the world!

That's right, the synchronization rate of curly hair and purple hair is trained in this way.

Later... later it became harmonious.

Curly is the laziest, leaning on the tree roots and stuffing dried strawberries into his mouth.He snatched the parcel long ago, and even the rice balls that were supposed to be given to wigs were sacrificed to his five internal organs temple in twos and threes.On her head was a camellia flower that she had picked up somewhere, reflecting a bulging face, as wretched as it could be.

Wig took out the textbooks he had with him and put on his glasses.There will be a test next month, and I will not show Curly anything at that time.The wig looked at the dried strawberries in Curly's hand, and thought angrily.It's not that he likes to eat so much, but he just feels that his things have been robbed.So the curly hair was even more distasteful to the eyes, and he kept mumbling until the curly hair was good at plugging his ears.

The purple hair climbed the highest, and he didn't want to pay attention to the two bottom ones.He sat on a tree branch and slowly ate his portion of rice balls, probably knowing that no one was watching, he secretly pinched a handful of snow, placed it in front of his eyes and gently blown it.

Snow particles swirl and dance.

A gust of wind blew by, and the snow particles that had fallen turned over in surprise and went straight up.Countless white elves smiled happily, flying over frozen rivers and hills, over snow-covered mountain villages, over all dormant things, and flew to the other end of the season.