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Song Ming smiled awkwardly and reached out his hand politely:

"I was played with music...Song Ming, Xinsheng's report, please take care of me."

Zhao Xiaochuan held Song Ming's hand tightly:

"Being played with music is also a fate. Welcome to join the 421 live broadcast group. The hanger is the leader of the group, Shi Yun, who is also the class leader of this class. Recently, he has been in love and has started playing 'behavioral music'; I am Zhao Xiaochuan, and this class ranks 249. This is Song Dabao, who is a little taller than me... Junior brother, you will be the 250th disciple of this class in the future. I hope to practice hard in the future and bring glory to the romantic road."

Song Dabao:

"Hey, what is an inflated height?"

Zhao Xiaochuan:

"Because I am better than my junior brother in terms of height or cultivation!"

“250…”

Song Ming felt a little embarrassed, and he felt that the number did not increase or decrease, and there was a **** meaning in the dark. When he looked around, he suddenly realized a serious problem:

"Uh...Isn't there a bed in the whole dormitory?"

Song Dabao smiled and said, although he had almost no jealousy:

"You have become a monk, junior brother, why do you still ask such a weak chicken? For monks, the sky is the quilt, the earth is the bed, the sky is so big that you can sleep everywhere, and the quilt..."

Zhao Xiaochuan interrupted Song Dabao:

"Hey, Dabao, don't teach me the younger brother badly - the younger brother. Since I have become a monk, I can only say goodbye to lying down and sleeping, and you will get used to it in the future."

Song Ming sweated slightly and asked:

"I think it's getting late. I'm going to meet for the first time. How about treating you brothers tonight?"

Song Dabao looked happy and then showed a mysterious smile:

"Yes, this junior brother is very good, but as senior brothers, we can't eat for nothing. Before eating, I thought of a small show, which can not only comfort the broken elder brother, but also welcome the younger brother."

Zhao Xiaochuan seemed to know Song Dabao’s plan, staring at Song Ming with a slightly awkward expression:

"I think... it's not very good."

Song Dabao's face remained unchanged:

"What's wrong, you don't know yet. It is said that a genius girl appeared in the freshman, known as Sister Kuroki. She is not only talented, but also pure and cute. There are also rumors that this girl is the principal's illegitimate daughter... Where do you want to find this girl? We won't go and see it. We can meet her earlier. Maybe we can see her as a senior brother or junior brother, and we will commit ourselves to them... Look, someone on the tease fish has already started a live broadcast. Wow, Sister Kuroki has just entered the bathhouse. Hurry, if it's late, there will be no seat outside the bathhouse!"

Song Ming was stunned.

bathhouse?

Peeping?

Commitment?

It seems that Fengliudao really has the meaning of Fengliudao.

Song Ming gave a crazy like in his heart, but said:

"Isn't this good?"

Zhao Xiaochuan gave Song Dabao a wink:

"Maybe it's for the noble live broadcast career. Dabao, you have worked hard, but the eldest brother is already drunk, so how can you watch it, and how can you be committed?"

Song Ming looked at Shi Yun who was hanging upside down on the clothes rack with a nervous look on his face.

But he didn't want Shi Yun to be shocked, so he turned over and landed steadily:

"Sorry, I suddenly woke up."

Song Ming sweats like a waterfall:

"Sad (gan) heart (de) disease (piao) crazy (liang)!"

...

In this way, the four of them left the dormitory, rode the sword and rode the wind, and Shi Yun carried Song Ming to the girls' bathhouse in Caomudao... Because this proud daughter of Tian, ​​named "Sister Chihumu", was a first-year student in Caomudao.

The main function of each professional bathhouse is not to remove dirt, but to a high-level bathhouse. It uses various spiritual herbs and medicines to fumigate like water to make people soak it in it. You can obtain a spiritual power cycle several times higher than that of retreat, which is conducive to rapid recovery and advancement.

There is a unified standard bath (public) and a private bath with self-selected elixir packages. The consumption of this sister of Killer Wood is naturally a private bath.

The private bath is not completely closed. It is located on a high position on all sides. There is a window on one side and a spiritual power circulation machine (similar to air conditioners) is installed on the other three sides, which gives some vulgar peeping parties an opportunity to take advantage of.

The sunset is as red as blood, struggling on the edge of the night.

Song Ming and the other four sailed on the wind to the ground.

When the pine tree is riding in the wind in the sky, it is still full of energy. Sometimes it sighs that the world is getting worse, sometimes it is no longer waiting. But when it lands, the heartbeat cannot stop accelerating, a ray of fire on the cheeks, and the whole head is as warm as a paste.

The four of them turned to the side of the house and came outside the eighth private bath. They were stunned-

There was a group of disciples who were quietly, densely packed, and enthusiastically practicing in this narrow land in various strange ways.

Some people are reading silently, some are practicing swordsmanship with light steps, some are thinking with the wall, some are playing cards quietly, some are standing on the branches to see the scenery, some are studying telescopes higher and farther places, and some are lying on the outer wall of the bathhouse to make a gecko shape, doing hard bionic research.

Song Ming and the other two also wanted to find some ways to "practice", but Zhao Xiaochuan put on live glasses and searched around for a long time, but there was no place for "practice" with a qualified vision.

Song and Zhao couldn't hide their frustration:

"It's late..."

"I wouldn't have broadcast a clothes drying concert if I had known it..."

Shi Yun raised his glass and sipped:

"Blame me... What do you think, junior brother?"

Song Ming felt that if he spent some money to trade with students, he might be able to get a few suitable observation decks, but in his opinion, peeping is a very private thing, but he has too many friends and only one target, and the atmosphere is too harmonious, making him not nervous at all.

Peeping is just a matter of excitement. If you laugh and laugh, you can see it openly, who will still peep? If peeping is a safe thing, what is the difference between buying a cabbage in the vegetable market?

An evil thought came to Song Ming's mind.

He used the system to scan the entire spiritual level of the venue and found that there were all first-grade students here. In addition to the 19th level of the history, the highest spiritual level is only 15th level. This shows that real high-level students are disdainful to do such a lewd thing as voyeurism... At most, they would hide on the other end of the network and give crazily rewards to the live broadcast room for voyeurism.

"That's how things will be easier."

Thinking of this, Song Ming looked stern. He did not directly answer Shi Yun, but walked into the crowd with a swagger, cleared his throat, and said softly like the wind, but also loudly:

"The world is getting worse and worse... What's wrong with this school? What's wrong with compulsory education? What's wrong with our society? Our glorious traditions are abandoned? Our noble souls are eaten by insects? Your parents work hard to earn money to send you to school just to peek at the girls' bath? When I was studying for the rise of the sun civilization, you were studying for the earthworms under your crotch. Do you dare to have a pharmacy in the pharmacy?!"

This soft voice made the audience frozen.

"Who is this guy?"

Song Ming did not answer this question, but gave up his sarcastic tone and instead interpreted Marxism-Leninism with his life in an emotional way of "reading the text according to the role":

"The most precious thing for a person is life. Each person only has one life. A person's life should be spent like this: when he recalls the past, he will not regret peeping at his junior sister, nor will he be ashamed of his younger brother's erection. When he is dying, he can say: My whole life and all my energy are dedicated to the most magnificent cause in the world - study hard and improve every day."

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Preview: Chapter 0026, get on the car, with my skills, I won’t turn it over
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