shut up you bitch

After all, Jiang Ye's birthday was the day when the sports meeting ended, so Xu Jiashu didn't plan to extend invitations to Hao Siwen and Ziran for the time being.

I can still believe the natural volume, that guy Hao Siwen, his mouth is like the Great Rift Valley in East Africa, what if he accidentally slipped his mouth?What if he called on the whole class to "care about Jiang Ye" with his angry voice?

So, just to be on the safe side, he'll just do some preparatory work in the past two days.

In addition, he also reminded He Yixuan not to make trouble with Jiang Ye, and repeatedly emphasized that this birthday party is suris!

Since it is a suris, it must look like a suris. Let the birthday star know what is going on in advance?

Therefore, Xu Jiashu had to play a little tricky to divide the scene.At home, he scratched his head for Jiang Ye's birthday, and at school, he paddled for the sports meeting.

But it turns out that paddling is not so easy, especially when there is a mudslide.

Hao Siwen was a mudslide, and its heinous degree made people want to slap him to death.

Due to the expansion of the school's previous playground, a new project was added this year-ball competition.

Hao Siwen belongs to the kind of active, no, radical.

To put it simply, he is a powerful supporter who wants to join in everything.This time was no exception, he had no hesitation in registering his compatriots in class eight, and even shamelessly publicized it in class.

"Students! Ball! Ball! What an exciting sport! Students!"

The faces of the students were ashen, and they stared at the monitor who sold out in the blink of an eye with a pair of dead fish eyes.

But Hao Siwen didn't realize it at all, and took out a piece of chalk from the desk, and drew an abstract picture on the blackboard eloquently.

The students in the front row identified it for a long time, and asked weakly: "The cemetery?"

"Half right!" Hao Siwen said with a pleasant smile, "The word field is right, but it's not a cemetery, it's a stadium!"

Everyone: "..."

"This ball game has three singles and two doubles. This is a new event, and I know that the students have hardly touched it." Hao Si raised his eyebrows confidently, as if he had already reached the podium Like, "So I was prepared! I brought you an instructional video!"

Start the multimedia while talking.

I don't know what kind of wind the computer is blowing up today, the music when it is turned on is so loud that it almost perforates people's eardrums.

The students frowned, resisting the noise and the urge to hit someone, watching the white projection screen slowly unfold.

At the same time, a few words of incomprehensible Japanese burst out from the speaker.

The students were all taken aback.

A few were stunned, as if they had already expected something.

When the curtain was completely colorful, everyone's eyes were almost blinded.

my day.

The whole class shouted in unison in their hearts.

this fucking...

Isn't he the prince of the ball?

I saw Hao Siwen retreating to the side of the podium, folded his hands on his chest, with a gratified smile on his face: "Students, you can learn the playing skills inside."

The classmates stared at him, and then stared at the big screen with empty eyes.

They didn't know if Hao Siwen was joking or if there was something really wrong in his head.

When they saw Echizen Ryoma leaping eight meters high on the ground, and with just a swing of the racket, the ball could smash the wire out of a hole...

Everyone: "..."

, monitor, are you serious?