Private school two or three things

All students who attend classes in Songyang Private School will get a book with a green cover.Neither thick nor particularly roomy, children can easily hold it in their hands.Although the specific content in it can no longer be tested, I heard from people in the village later that it was copied by Yoshida Shoyo himself, and it is a book with profound educational significance.

We don't know whether it is of profound educational significance, but the new curly hair has been staring at the calligraphy on the book for a long time.

Well...you can't blame him, no matter how simple the textbooks for children are, there will always be one or two words and sentences that children can't understand, not to mention that this is not a detachable card book that costs 5 yuan on the market. .

So curly hair, don’t read it, don’t understand it if you don’t understand it, and you won’t jump out of the book and say hello to you if you read that word again.

After all, he was only a kid in the single-digit age group, far from qualified.

After the wig said this sentence, it was thrown away by Curly with a scabbard, and it turned back to blue and back to red.

"You don't have the right to say that." After cleaning up the kid who was also in the [single-digit age group], the dead fish eyes with curly hair glanced at the sky outside the house, and the blue eyes were a little hard to open.

That's right, the wig is Curly's nickname for Kotaro Katsura.Said that he took it... In fact, the whole class has already secretly agreed with this, right?How can anyone's hair never get knotted, never split ends, always always shiny?Is this still human hair?it's totally

Is it fake?It must be fake, right!Must have taken it off my head every night and sprayed it with styling water!

Anyway, Curly gave him such a nickname.

What happened then?Oh, by the way, Mr. Songyang is going to take everyone to work in the fields, and he is still squatting behind the house.The kid with the wig stood on the threshold and turned his head, his voice was so loud that even the dog in the house on the other side of the field barked.

The wig shouted: "Hey! Get up and work, curly-haired old man——————————————————!"

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Your sister's curly hair!Your sister's old man!

What's the matter with this old couple feeling?It doesn't feel right there!Have you sneaked into any wall to eavesdrop recently? !

The natural curly hair of the fried hair didn't bother to wipe it off, and rushed out with the sword given by the teacher to fight with the wig: "Who the hell is an old man with curly hair, bastard! What's wrong with curly hair? What's wrong with silver? You Such long and black hair is the only problem! How can a man’s hair look like a fake? Are you a woman? Admit it, you are a woman!!”

Then the two of them were punched in the head by Gao Shan, who was completely black-faced.

The curly hair sighed inaudibly, as a tribute to his nobility and glamor that will never return.I always feel that after being with that strange flower for a long time, my body began to exude an aura called an idiot, and even those classic dead fish eyes couldn't hold it anymore.

By the way, what exactly does this word mean?Curly looked at [中间] on the book, "な...かま?"

The book in his hand was neither thick nor big, and it was just right to hold. The cover was also a comfortable green color, and it had a strange smell when he touched it.Not the smell of rice, nor the stench of blood.It seems to be... the smell of the sword in your hand?Yes, it's the smell of the teacher, the same as the sword in his hand, the smell of stability.

Thinking of this, Curly felt a little sleepy.

Most of the time when he came to the private school, he sat and dozed in the back of the classroom.The head is tilted, the clothes are open, the halazi is flowing, and the sword is held.

Takasugi has been unhappy for a long time, and even turned his head to stare at the curly hair instead of listening carefully in class.However, it was clear that Jin Zhu's murderous intent was not strong enough, Curly retracted his legs, and tilted his head to the other side.

Why would the teacher allow it?Jinsuke looked at Songyang who put his hand on his head, feeling subtly wronged.

"Silver time, he just lacked sleep."

The corners of Jinsuke's eyes twitched, that curly-haired one was only going to eat and sleep while still not getting enough sleep?

"Jinsuke, Yinshi is your companion, how do you treat your companion?"

Jin Zhu suppressed his dissatisfaction. He is the teacher's most proud student, and he can answer all the teacher's questions off-hand: "Life and death intersect."

Song Yang rubbed his head.

In fact, Jin Zhu didn't quite understand it all the time. The teacher asked him the meaning of that question.

How long can such a day last?Putting the book on the table, Curly yawned and tilted his head to one side.

The days of stability, the days of teachers, the days of no killing, the days of full food, the days of not drawing swords, the days of blue sky.

The eyes of the dead fish were closed, and the kid holding the sword under the blue sky and white clouds slowly fell asleep.