Zongman: My card drawing system has 100 million points and is not serious

Itokoshi was still late after all.

As usual, I said hello to the Western film teacher, came to the back door of the classroom, and only heard the mess inside.

Well?

Why is it so noisy?

Wasn't the first lesson a quiet and cute class?

It won't be someone making trouble!

Damn it!

Who dares to bully me Hiratsuka Shizune!

Ito-koshi directly kicked the back door open and roared: "Who is looking for trouble!"

Everyone turned to look at the back door, their eyes stunned.



On the podium, the chalk in Hiratsuka Shizumi's hand broke in response.

A # word appeared on Jing Cute on her forehead, and her right hand clenched into a fist: "I see that you are looking for something!!"

Ito-koshi blinked and put on an innocent look: "I heard the mess in the classroom, and I thought you were being bullied..."

Hiratsuka was stunned for a moment, and then a flush appeared on his face.

I didn't expect that... This guy still cares about me....

Didn't hurt him in vain!

Hiratsuka coughed lightly, "Come and sit in your seat." The

surrounding classmates were shocked.

He is so arrogant, don't you give him a punch?

Everyone thought that Ito's death was certain, but it was just a fluttering sentence that passed....

Then, as if feeling that such a punishment could not be said, Jing Kai added:

"Hmm... Come to my office after class, I'll clean you up!

Itokoshi nodded and quickly slipped back to his seat.

Ito Yue stretched out his hand and quietly pulled the corner of Sanjiu's skirt: "What are you doing now?"

Sanjiu explained in a low voice, "When discussing the class project during the campus festival, we will also elect the executive committee later." "

Oh~" Itokoshi nodded.

None of my business!

This kind of activity has always been a paradise for everyone, especially the concerts in the gymnasium, which are simply shining to the point of blinding!

Itokoshi looked at the noisy classroom and thought that no one would notice their corner.

He simply moved the stool and leaned a little towards Sanjiu.

Itogoe took her soft little hand and said with a smile: "Did you miss me~"

Sanjiu didn't speak, but the roots of his ears were red.

Itokoshi put his other hand on the girl's slender waist, threatening to tickle you if you didn't say a word.

"Do you want to think about it?"

"I want to..."

Forced by "helplessness", Sanjiu had to blush and say softly.

Ito smiled and then looked at the items scheduled on the board.

Maid Coffee... I have the best little maid in the world.

Haunted house... You can bring the timid Sanjiu to play together, Yukino must have no feeling for this kind of thing, maybe there will be a sentence "false disguise will only make people feel contrived"....

Takoyaki ... Maid Restaurant....

It's all cliché, not interesting.

Suddenly, Ito Yue noticed that Sanjiu was a little eager to speak, and hesitated.

He suddenly remembered the plot of Sanjiu making pancakes in the theater version.

It was a good memory that their mother often made for them when she was alive.

Ito thought for a moment, then quietly moved back to his seat and let go of Sanjiu's hand.

The warm touch of the palm that was wrapped suddenly disappeared, and Sanjiu turned his head to look at him, a little puzzled.

Ito-koshi smiled at her, then stood up and said loudly, "How about pancakes?" The

atmosphere in the venue was slightly sluggish, and I saw him continue: "These projects have been played badly, and if you want to excel, you must come up with a new idea."

Hiratsuka nodded, "Makes sense.

"But." A passerby jumped out, "Who would make pancakes?" "

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The next school festival is a big plot.

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