The speed of the young people's body growth is really fast. At present, Yinshi is the tallest person in the private school, and there is a faint tendency to compare with Songyang.Songyang thought with some relief, this is only 14 years old, and when he becomes an adult, he doesn't know how tall he will grow.
The three teenagers are all growing in height, just in time for the New Year, Songyang thought it was time to change into new clothes, he went to the market earlier and ordered cloth for the three teenagers, since the weather just started When it gets cold, they sew one by one, and when the first snow comes, the clothes of the three teenagers are all ready.
The first snow came a little later this year, just in time for New Year's Eve.At this time, the children in the private school were already on vacation, and the private school, which was empty in previous years, became more and more lively since there were three teenagers.
"Let's defeat the Great Demon King together this year~"
Gui ran in from outside the private school, swinging his ever-longer ponytail, with crushed snow on his shiny black head, holding a shapeless snow ball pinched by him in his hand.
"The big devil outside has already built a thick fortress~"
Yinshi had the lollipop that Songyang just bought yesterday in his mouth, and his pair of dead fish eyes were full of a careless expression that revealed a decadent temperament.
"Having said that, the brain hole of the wig has grown up well with his age."
"It's not a wig, it's Gui!" Gui squinted his eyes, aimed at Yinshi's lollipop and slammed the snowball at it.
"Bingo! Perfect home run~"
"The wig looks like you're going to..." The lollipop was slammed into Gintoki's throat by the snowball, Gintoki retched a few times and spat out the lollipop just as he was about to lose his temper. Songyang saw the messy snow on the clean floor, and raised a crossroads on his forehead.
"Kotaro..."
Gui, who had conjured up the second batch of snow from nowhere, froze instantly when he was about to throw it.He turned his head mechanically, and saw Songyang standing behind him, smiling at him with a dark aura, against the background of waving dark smoke.
"If you play in the snow indoors, I'll bury you in the snow and make a snowman."
"Wow, teacher has become a dark dish!!"
"Idiot wig, you are crazy!!"
"Not a wig is Gui!!"
Takasugi's roar of dissatisfaction at being interrupted from reading and Gui's off-line answer as usual faded away.
Songyang sighed, knowing in his heart that Gui, who has always been lively, is probably a little idle because of the lack of companions to fight snowballs with.The few people left in the private school can't do anything other than make a snowman, but it's a pity that Yiyinshi and Jinsuke's temperament will definitely sneer at this kind of thing they think is only done by young children.
However, Kotaro can always persuade them.
It was exactly as Songyang expected.
The snow outside has stopped, and the yard has accumulated snow nearly the thickness of a calf.Everywhere is a vast expanse of white color exceptionally dazzling.
But Gintoki wasn't interested at all, and he still had the lollipop in his mouth with a dull expression on his face.
"It's just the three of us, what a snowball fight, why don't we help the short shirt grow taller together."
It has to be said that why Takasugi's height grows so slowly is already a big mystery in the private school.
"Yinshi, shut up." Gao Shan glared at him, and saw smoke rising from the exposed half of the paper stick in Yinshi's mouth, and he reprimanded extremely disdainfully.
"Even addicted to cigarettes, that's all you can do, waste wood and silver time, you..."
After Gintoki reached out and took out the complete round lollipop from his mouth, Takasugi fell silent for a moment.
"Yin-san is still far away from the good-for-nothing uncle. This is just the reason for licking the lollipop so hard." Yinshi explained, and put the lollipop back into his mouth, and the end of the lollipop immediately lit up with smoke.
"How on earth can I eat a lollipop like this..."
"Oh, as expected of Yinshi, can you practice the tricks to defeat the big devil even by eating lollipops?"
"..."
Takasugi didn't even feel like complaining.
"So, the three of us will have an Armstrong speeding cannon-style snowman competition~"
"So besides the last three words, what is the meaning of the long list of titles in front of it!!"
Guisi ignored Yinshi's complaints and happily announced the rules.
"Within one hour, we judge who can make the most distinctive snowman. Whoever has the most distinctive work will be qualified to help the teacher put on the headgear~"
"So how could Teacher Songyang agree to such a thing..."
Yinshi was still complaining, but when he turned his head, he found that Gao Shan, who was standing next to him, squatted on the snow ground and piled up snow balls with a serious face.
Looking back, Gui also found a place to start making snowmen seriously.
"You two are too cunning! You actually started ahead of time when Yinsang complained!"
Gintoki hastily selected a place and began to pile up snow balls in a hurry.
"Who told you to be in a daze, Yinshi, time is not like a red and white computer that you dropped in the cracks of the table, waiting for you to pick it up and attack beautiful girls."
"Who's red and white machine can fall into the crack of the table, the wig has also entered the red and white machine in your brain!"
"Not a wig is Gui!"
On the other side, Gao Sugi, who was carefully holding the carving knife of unknown origin and gently carving the details, didn't even have time to give them a look.
After Songyang sorted out the materials in the new textbook and planned to see the situation of the three teenagers, as soon as he walked into the backyard, he saw the three teenagers with different expressions playing with the statues with different styles in front of them.
Songyang felt a little dizzy looking at it.
Takasugi's work is Songyang's appearance when he is reading a book. It sounds quite normal, but what did he do to make the hair made of snow float up!
Gui's work is Katsura Kotaro fighting the devil, so how did the devil's beard float up! !
The only thing that was simple was Yinshi, who made a large bowl of red bean rice. The problem was, she seemed to smell the sweet and greasy smell of red beans...
Today's children, their hands-on ability is enough to destroy the world...
Song Yang raised his forehead, looking at the three teenagers with shining eyes begging for praise, his appearance was a little Alexander.
Am I really old...
The so-called Armstrong whirlwind snowman competition ended in a draw for the three teenagers.Although Gui seemed very dissatisfied that his epoch-making work had the same grade as Yinshi's red bean rice and had been dissatisfied for a long time, but after Songyang comforted him, he happily ran to the bedroom.
The only shrine in the village was still some distance away from the private school, so Songyang let the three teenagers sleep early, and woke them up in the middle of the night, put on new clothes and went to the shrine to do their first vows.
Before leaving the private school, Yinshi yelled that he was an adult, so he poured a whole pot of Tusu wine, but the main purpose of Tusu wine is to keep warm, so Songyang let him go, and took advantage of the opportunity to drink some of Gui and Takasugi , After preparing enough, we set off for the shrine.
"Do you have to do something in the middle of the night... Yinsang prefers a big bowl of red bean rice..."
"That's all you can do, Yinshi." Hearing Yinshi's murmur, Gao Shan uttered contemptuously.
Yinshi looked Gao Shan up and down with those dead fish eyes, and opened his mouth lazily.
"Hey, Yinsang saw a short-legged short-legged short-sleeve talking. I wonder if the short-legged short-sleeve's wish this year is to let his legs grow a few centimeters longer."
"Yinshi, you can still complain a little bit."
The last time he played against Takasugi, he managed to recover his sentence and won Yinshi a few times. Recently, he was about to drop Yinshi a bit, and finally he no longer had to be held down by Yinshi in the second place in ten thousand years.
"You really know how to talk big, short shirt..."
Seeing that the two of them were starting to fight again, Gui immediately jumped out to be a good gentleman.
"Silver time, short shirt, (Gaoshan language: why do you only call me a nickname!) Everyone should love each other like Helostomatemmincki, otherwise youth will be like being stomped by a bloated Ogisan wearing cloth shoes because of unemployment when it rains It's as muddy as the mud you've stepped on~"
"Shut up wig!"
"Not a wig is Gui!"
Songyang couldn't help laughing.Every time I listen to Kotaro coaxing Yinshi and Jinsuke, there is always a sense of sight that Kotaro will become an excellent...
Thinking about it, Songyang rolled his eyes and turned his head to look at the three teenagers who were having a good time.
In any case, as long as they can become what they want in their hearts, that's enough...
The author has something to say:
Do you feel the sense of sight when the end is over? Then it’s wrong, and the last chapter is over, cough, save the draft and post it together. Ignore my language confusion, right?
The three teenagers are all growing in height, just in time for the New Year, Songyang thought it was time to change into new clothes, he went to the market earlier and ordered cloth for the three teenagers, since the weather just started When it gets cold, they sew one by one, and when the first snow comes, the clothes of the three teenagers are all ready.
The first snow came a little later this year, just in time for New Year's Eve.At this time, the children in the private school were already on vacation, and the private school, which was empty in previous years, became more and more lively since there were three teenagers.
"Let's defeat the Great Demon King together this year~"
Gui ran in from outside the private school, swinging his ever-longer ponytail, with crushed snow on his shiny black head, holding a shapeless snow ball pinched by him in his hand.
"The big devil outside has already built a thick fortress~"
Yinshi had the lollipop that Songyang just bought yesterday in his mouth, and his pair of dead fish eyes were full of a careless expression that revealed a decadent temperament.
"Having said that, the brain hole of the wig has grown up well with his age."
"It's not a wig, it's Gui!" Gui squinted his eyes, aimed at Yinshi's lollipop and slammed the snowball at it.
"Bingo! Perfect home run~"
"The wig looks like you're going to..." The lollipop was slammed into Gintoki's throat by the snowball, Gintoki retched a few times and spat out the lollipop just as he was about to lose his temper. Songyang saw the messy snow on the clean floor, and raised a crossroads on his forehead.
"Kotaro..."
Gui, who had conjured up the second batch of snow from nowhere, froze instantly when he was about to throw it.He turned his head mechanically, and saw Songyang standing behind him, smiling at him with a dark aura, against the background of waving dark smoke.
"If you play in the snow indoors, I'll bury you in the snow and make a snowman."
"Wow, teacher has become a dark dish!!"
"Idiot wig, you are crazy!!"
"Not a wig is Gui!!"
Takasugi's roar of dissatisfaction at being interrupted from reading and Gui's off-line answer as usual faded away.
Songyang sighed, knowing in his heart that Gui, who has always been lively, is probably a little idle because of the lack of companions to fight snowballs with.The few people left in the private school can't do anything other than make a snowman, but it's a pity that Yiyinshi and Jinsuke's temperament will definitely sneer at this kind of thing they think is only done by young children.
However, Kotaro can always persuade them.
It was exactly as Songyang expected.
The snow outside has stopped, and the yard has accumulated snow nearly the thickness of a calf.Everywhere is a vast expanse of white color exceptionally dazzling.
But Gintoki wasn't interested at all, and he still had the lollipop in his mouth with a dull expression on his face.
"It's just the three of us, what a snowball fight, why don't we help the short shirt grow taller together."
It has to be said that why Takasugi's height grows so slowly is already a big mystery in the private school.
"Yinshi, shut up." Gao Shan glared at him, and saw smoke rising from the exposed half of the paper stick in Yinshi's mouth, and he reprimanded extremely disdainfully.
"Even addicted to cigarettes, that's all you can do, waste wood and silver time, you..."
After Gintoki reached out and took out the complete round lollipop from his mouth, Takasugi fell silent for a moment.
"Yin-san is still far away from the good-for-nothing uncle. This is just the reason for licking the lollipop so hard." Yinshi explained, and put the lollipop back into his mouth, and the end of the lollipop immediately lit up with smoke.
"How on earth can I eat a lollipop like this..."
"Oh, as expected of Yinshi, can you practice the tricks to defeat the big devil even by eating lollipops?"
"..."
Takasugi didn't even feel like complaining.
"So, the three of us will have an Armstrong speeding cannon-style snowman competition~"
"So besides the last three words, what is the meaning of the long list of titles in front of it!!"
Guisi ignored Yinshi's complaints and happily announced the rules.
"Within one hour, we judge who can make the most distinctive snowman. Whoever has the most distinctive work will be qualified to help the teacher put on the headgear~"
"So how could Teacher Songyang agree to such a thing..."
Yinshi was still complaining, but when he turned his head, he found that Gao Shan, who was standing next to him, squatted on the snow ground and piled up snow balls with a serious face.
Looking back, Gui also found a place to start making snowmen seriously.
"You two are too cunning! You actually started ahead of time when Yinsang complained!"
Gintoki hastily selected a place and began to pile up snow balls in a hurry.
"Who told you to be in a daze, Yinshi, time is not like a red and white computer that you dropped in the cracks of the table, waiting for you to pick it up and attack beautiful girls."
"Who's red and white machine can fall into the crack of the table, the wig has also entered the red and white machine in your brain!"
"Not a wig is Gui!"
On the other side, Gao Sugi, who was carefully holding the carving knife of unknown origin and gently carving the details, didn't even have time to give them a look.
After Songyang sorted out the materials in the new textbook and planned to see the situation of the three teenagers, as soon as he walked into the backyard, he saw the three teenagers with different expressions playing with the statues with different styles in front of them.
Songyang felt a little dizzy looking at it.
Takasugi's work is Songyang's appearance when he is reading a book. It sounds quite normal, but what did he do to make the hair made of snow float up!
Gui's work is Katsura Kotaro fighting the devil, so how did the devil's beard float up! !
The only thing that was simple was Yinshi, who made a large bowl of red bean rice. The problem was, she seemed to smell the sweet and greasy smell of red beans...
Today's children, their hands-on ability is enough to destroy the world...
Song Yang raised his forehead, looking at the three teenagers with shining eyes begging for praise, his appearance was a little Alexander.
Am I really old...
The so-called Armstrong whirlwind snowman competition ended in a draw for the three teenagers.Although Gui seemed very dissatisfied that his epoch-making work had the same grade as Yinshi's red bean rice and had been dissatisfied for a long time, but after Songyang comforted him, he happily ran to the bedroom.
The only shrine in the village was still some distance away from the private school, so Songyang let the three teenagers sleep early, and woke them up in the middle of the night, put on new clothes and went to the shrine to do their first vows.
Before leaving the private school, Yinshi yelled that he was an adult, so he poured a whole pot of Tusu wine, but the main purpose of Tusu wine is to keep warm, so Songyang let him go, and took advantage of the opportunity to drink some of Gui and Takasugi , After preparing enough, we set off for the shrine.
"Do you have to do something in the middle of the night... Yinsang prefers a big bowl of red bean rice..."
"That's all you can do, Yinshi." Hearing Yinshi's murmur, Gao Shan uttered contemptuously.
Yinshi looked Gao Shan up and down with those dead fish eyes, and opened his mouth lazily.
"Hey, Yinsang saw a short-legged short-legged short-sleeve talking. I wonder if the short-legged short-sleeve's wish this year is to let his legs grow a few centimeters longer."
"Yinshi, you can still complain a little bit."
The last time he played against Takasugi, he managed to recover his sentence and won Yinshi a few times. Recently, he was about to drop Yinshi a bit, and finally he no longer had to be held down by Yinshi in the second place in ten thousand years.
"You really know how to talk big, short shirt..."
Seeing that the two of them were starting to fight again, Gui immediately jumped out to be a good gentleman.
"Silver time, short shirt, (Gaoshan language: why do you only call me a nickname!) Everyone should love each other like Helostomatemmincki, otherwise youth will be like being stomped by a bloated Ogisan wearing cloth shoes because of unemployment when it rains It's as muddy as the mud you've stepped on~"
"Shut up wig!"
"Not a wig is Gui!"
Songyang couldn't help laughing.Every time I listen to Kotaro coaxing Yinshi and Jinsuke, there is always a sense of sight that Kotaro will become an excellent...
Thinking about it, Songyang rolled his eyes and turned his head to look at the three teenagers who were having a good time.
In any case, as long as they can become what they want in their hearts, that's enough...
The author has something to say:
Do you feel the sense of sight when the end is over? Then it’s wrong, and the last chapter is over, cough, save the draft and post it together. Ignore my language confusion, right?
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