[Mythology] Two or three things that Nezha and the Third Prince Long must not say

"Could it be the one with the most violations?" Someone asked.

"Then I was late for class and didn't listen carefully, I have two." The bald brother said.

"I have two too."

"I also……"

Everyone in the team was late, was forced to sleepy during class, and was fined to stand for failing to attend class.

"So is there anyone who doesn't have two?" The second master looked around the team, and finally fixed his eyes on Long San, "Oh, by the way, it's you, you missed the physical education class just now, you are more than others one."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

Seeing everyone's eyes on him, Long San smiled self-deprecatingly, "So, am I the chosen one?"

The second master patted Long San on the shoulder, and jokingly said, "No, he didn't choose you, you were chosen by Li Yue." He pointed at Li Yue as he spoke.

Long San followed the second master's hand to look over, and just saw Li Yue's expressionless face, he couldn't hold back a chuckle.

Li Yue hugged his shoulders and leaned against the wall. Hearing Long San's laughter, he glanced lightly, and then turned his eyes elsewhere.

"Wait a minute, there are still people in the classroom!"

After someone shouted, everyone's attention was attracted.

There were so many people just now, no one noticed that there was still a little fat man in Long San's class who hadn't left.

"Hey, kid, why didn't you come home?"

Hearing the voice, the little fat man raised his head and bared his teeth, "Hey, who are you? Who are you called children!"

Everyone forgot that they were also elementary school students, and some of them were not even in the same grade as this little fat man, which was so embarrassing.

Li Yue, the oldest in the grade, stood up very responsibly, "What are you doing? Why didn't you go home?"

"What do you care?" The little fat man wasn't afraid at all, and his expression looked even more fierce than before, "A bunch of low-grade trash!"

Li Yue said blankly, "I'm in the class next to yours, two grades older than you."

The little fat man showed a look of astonishment on his face, shrunk and shook his shoulders, and looked a little scared. In the eyes of everyone, he looked vaguely like a primary school student, "You, what are you going to do?"

Li Yue looked at the little fat man expressionlessly and said, "Ask."

The little fat man lowered his brows slightly, put the pen in his hand on the table, and stammered, "I, I just copied my homework, why are you asking this?"

"I said, just ask."

Long San patted Li Yue on the shoulder, suddenly squeezed over and stood in front of Li Yue, and said to the little fat man, "Boy, have you violated the elementary school rules today?"

The little fat man tightened his hand on the homework, looked at Long Sandao, "No, no."

Long San stretched out a hand to press the little fat man's notebook, and looked quite aggressive, "Do you think copying homework is a violation?"

The little fat man choked up and cried out, and then he didn't dare to look up at Long San again, shook his shoulders and hurriedly lowered his head, sobbing, "Please don't tell the teacher, I don't want to feed the dog, I really Scared, my hands are still useful."

"What's the use?" Third Master Long asked.

"I still have to copy my homework." The little fat man cried louder all of a sudden, he could be called heartbroken.

"But, what does feeding a dog have to do with hands?" Li Yue felt that he had grasped an important clue from the words of the little fat man.

"That dog, it only eats its fingers, and it doesn't eat anything else. But my hands are really useful, and I have to copy my homework."

The little fat man was crying heartbreakingly on his seat, surrounded by a circle of indifferent senior elementary school students.

"So, we all have to chop off our fingers and feed them to the dogs? With so many people, can the dogs finish it?" one person questioned.

"It's enough to eat. That dog eats fingers like us chicken paws. I can eat ten packs in one night." The little fat man cried.

Twelve people looked at their hands in unison, 24 chicken feet, bah, 24 hands, maybe, that dog can really eat it?

Li Yue thought of the chicken leg that was ignored by the dog. It seemed that the dog was looking for the right one, but he was not feeding the right one.But when the dog was sticking to him before, it licked his fingers many times. At that time, Li Yue thought the dog was showing favor, but now he thought of it——I am afraid that the dog took him for a chicken paw.

"This fat man, is there anyone who made a mistake and didn't feed the dog? What happened afterwards?" the bald brother asked.

The little fat man wiped away his tears before replying, "No one would choose not to feed the dog. They would rather cut off other people's fingers than feed the dog, because those who do not repent will die."

Long San stared into the little fat man's eyes, feeling that he was not lying.

"If you don't feed the dog, you don't repent?" Second Master asked while rubbing his chin.

"Yes, feeding the dog is a punishment. To accept the punishment obediently and to feed the dog with your fingers is a sign of sincere repentance. Otherwise, you will die."

"This is difficult. Although the medical level of the station's hospital is very high, maybe we can connect our fingers again, but I still don't want to lose my hands." The bald brother fiddled with his fingers, looking at himself vividly. With a look of reluctance.

"Hey, tell me, is there a funeral parlor here? How many hands shall we steal?" Long San, the one who violated the most rules, felt the pressure twice, and began to take crooked ways.

"It's useless, the dog only eats fresh ones, the ones from funeral parlors that have been dead for too long, are stale and taste bad, dogs won't eat them." The little fat man said.

Everyone: ...how would you describe this child?It's really easy to make people think that he and the dog are actually together.

And this kid just now used chicken feet as a metaphor for human fingers...

"You, have you finished asking? I'm going home for dinner." The little fat man timidly raised his head and glanced at Long San, and carefully sent the homework book to the schoolbag with his hand.

"Wait!" Li Yue quickly pressed the little fat man's homework on the table again. He saw a familiar name on the homework, "Do you know Guo Yuner?"

The little fat man murmured in a low voice, "Sister Yun'er is the class girl in the class next door. She is beautiful and kind. There is no one who doesn't know her."

Li Yue pulled out the homework book half of his body had been put into the little fat man's schoolbag, pointed at the three words Guo Yuner and asked the little fat man, "I mean, are you and Guo Yuner friends?"

"No, no, how could she be friends with me." The little fat man lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

So, what's up with this sudden humbleness?

"You and Guo Yun'er are not friends, so why do you have her homework here?" Li Yue asked again.

"A week ago, I did something for her. She promised to help me with my homework. Because of the different handwriting, she would write the answers in her notebook and lend me to copy."

"So, what did you do to help her?"

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