Idol trainee Jia Zheng girl walks sideways

For the hungry trainee children, getting a box of self-heating hot pot is simply a gift from God.Zhu Zhengting's little brother relied on his good popularity from all directions to get a box from someone who didn't know, thinking about using this to appease the heart of his hurt brother.However, the boys still misunderstood Jia Fugui's principles of life. In short, after a lot of twists and turns, this box of hot pot finally fell into You Changpang's arms.

"Lin Yanjun!" The boy put his arms around his stomach, hid the bento box in his sweater, stared at his round eyes like a thief, and called out to someone a few steps away with his breath.

Lin Yanjun was originally talking to the little yellow man, but when he turned around, he saw You Changpang's entire expression was straining, shaking his hands wildly at him.

The boy held back his mouth helplessly and ignored him, but within three seconds he ended the conversation with the little yellow man and walked towards You Changpang.

Daily disgust, but obedient.

"what?"

You Changpang looked around and made sure that no one was looking before he showed the hot pot, his star eyes flashed like a treasure, and he tried his best to restrain his voice from screaming and said, "Look!!!!"

Lin Yanjun raised his eyebrows: "Where did you steal it?"

You Changpang clicked his tongue and hit the boy casually: "Zhu Zhengting bought it for Justin! Justin gave it to me again!"

The boy nodded when he heard the words: "Why did Justin give it to you? Justin has a hobby of raising pigs?"

"Shut up!" The boy stared, habitually hit Lin Yanjun backhanded, and the next second pulled the boy's sleeve to pull him over.

You Changpang knocked on the lid of the paper box with his fingers, and looked at Lin Yanjun anxiously: "Where are we... going to... solve it!"

"You can eat in the dormitory!"

"If they know that I eat hot pot without it, they will kill me without hesitation!"

"Then you..." Lin Yanjun put his hands in his pockets, his legs didn't move, he turned around in a circle, his chin tilted backward at 45 degrees, "Here, the tea room!"

"No~~ People come and go there!"

"Then here is such a big place, where else can you go?"

You Chang's fat and round eyes turned 180 degrees up and down 180 degrees in the eye sockets, and finally focused on behind Lin Yanjun, his eyes lit up, he squinted his eyes and evoked a wretched and greasy smile: "Hmph ~huh~huh~huh~ that er!"

Fan Chengcheng has recently been in a trance as a peacemaker between his brothers and younger brothers. Walking alone on the road, he can hear Aunt Zhu Zhengting's ramblings in his ears. In addition, Xiaobei always comes to their dormitory to tell ghost stories. Boys A rapidly active brain is more prone to imagination.

During personal training time, there were hardly any people in sight at the door of the toilet. Fan Chengcheng pushed the door open and walked in. Just as he walked to the sink, he heard a long exclamation of "Aw" from inside.

Fan Chengcheng's footsteps faltered, and his half-drooped eyelids instantly opened to the maximum.

"Keep your voice down! Now you're not afraid of being discovered!"

"You got it on my face!"

"I didn't mean it! Okay, okay! Hurry up!"

"hu~hu~hu~"

"What are you gasping for! Can't you be quiet!"

"I'm hot!"

"..."

Fan Chengcheng rested his hands on the pillar, and in the small and quiet space, the voices of the small conversations inside fell into the boy's ears very clearly.Fan Chengcheng listened to a few words, his facial features wrinkled little by little, and at the last second when his ears couldn't bear the weight, he resolutely jumped out of the toilet.

From a distance, Zhu Zhengting saw the boy running three steps and turning his head, his face wrinkled like a steamed stuffed bun, looking like he was about to cry but couldn't cry. As an old mother, he waved to the people running over almost without hesitation.

"Cheng Cheng!"

Fan Chengcheng staggered when he heard the sound, and when he looked up and saw Zhu Zhengting, his eyes were almost red, and without saying a word, he rushed into Zhu Zhengting's arms with small steps.

"Brother~" The boy opened his mouth and broke his voice. The fear of being dominated by inexplicable dialogue can be said to have hurt Cheng Cheng's young heart steadily, accurately, "Ghost! There is a ghost in the toilet, bro~~~~"

ying ying ying ~~~

At the same time, in the haunted toilet, the boy swallowed the last bite of food in his mouth, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction: "Excellent!"

Lin Yanjun gave him a sideways look while packing up the hot pot box.

"I've convinced you, you can still eat hot pot in the toilet so delicious! Strong taste!"

The author has something to say: Children, don’t be afraid, this is a kindergarten, come on, be obedient, get on the bus