Shi Sang slowly twisted his neck, tremblingly stretched out his hand to point at his calm nose, his black eyes wide and round, as if he was extremely angry: "Oh my dear God, look at this stupid groundhog!!"

Suddenly he became a groundhog's delusion: "…?"

Shisang stared at him and roared, "Look at what you said, it's as bad as Aunt Mary Sue's strawberry pie next door! I swear, if you ask me again, I'll pull off your wig and make you look like a devout round winter melon, my old guy!"

"..." Chen Huang rolled his eyes indifferently, pulled the corner of his mouth, and continued to speak coldly, "I thank you, and I'm not a wig, but I think you really should buy a wig."

Shi Sang: "?!"

With one sentence, he poked Shisang's fatal hole. Shisang suddenly became angry and roared with claws: "Oh, you deserve to be damn! Stupid! Groundhog! You actually said I should buy a wig?"

"Okay, shut up." Chen Huang's reaction became even colder.

He seemed to think Shi Sang was too noisy, so he directly pressed Shi Sang's head with one hand, pressed it on the table, and then impatiently said, "I swear you're fucking yelling anymore, I can turn you into a pious round winter melon now."

"..." Shi Sang stopped in a cowardly manner, "What's the evil one?"

Shi Sang continued to move his small stool timidly, moved into the corridor, and then roared: "Why have we always been one-way before? I also want to go in both directions! When will you let me enter your world and let me truly understand you?"

He pinched the transcript, beat his chest and stamped his feet.

"I really want to think, I really want to think, I want to come into your life, I want to know you very much, why can't you be simpler? I've never understood you before, math!!!"

Chen Huang who was quarreled again: "..."

Chen Wang's only little patience was completely announced to be exhausted. He picked up the symposium notice form just sent on the table, and slapped Shisang's face and sneered: "Can you shut up? Stop howling, what's the pain during lunch break? A chemistry score will make you like this? Then, can't you tell your ambitions to death at tomorrow's symposium?"

"..." Shi Sang was really hit. He pulled off the notification form that was stuck on his face, collapsed on the chair with a sad heart, muttering to himself, "Okay, the symposium is good, the symposium is really good."

Chen Wang: "?"

Chen Wang was stunned for a moment, looked down at him, and his tone calmed down: "San'er, are you okay? Are you... being too scared and crazy?"

This shouldn't be the slap he called just now, right?

Shi Sang ignored him and murmured in disbelief: "What's the good about it? What's the good about it? Well, it's the good about it, it's the good about it."

Chen Wang: "..."

It’s not good for a child to be crazy, it’s probably true. Don’t worry, just let him die.

Shi Sang pinched the transcript and recited it for a while, but when he turned around, he saw Xie Yan sleeping in a peaceful and peaceful state that was peaceful and could not help but get angry.

This pervert, mathematics is another 150%

One hundred and five that cannot be beaten.
Chapter completed!