I'm sleepy, dizzy, achy, nauseous and retching.
I am very deeply aware that it is undoubtedly B behavior to let a superwoman with a speed of 210 kilometers per hour run back and forth for hundreds of kilometers at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. What's more, after a night of tossing, I still insist Coming to the class, this can't help but make me have a terrible thought-is my latent attribute finally going to be activated
... shuddering!
After morning self-study, the classroom is as chaotic as the entrance of the alley at the moment of the arrival of the urban management. There are noisy voices and students running around with excess energy. They go up to the US to sell missiles to Taiwan and go down to the school cafeteria. What are you going to do for lunch today? How could primitive people think of barbecue food as far away as tens of thousands of years ago? As close as the school shooting that happened yesterday, it seems that the possible topics of the whole world are concentrated in this small classroom, where massive amounts of information are collected and processed. In all kinds of strange ways, it is estimated that not many people can understand what they say without subtitles.
In this noisy environment, I just want to sleep well.
If I can sleep well, there is no need to write this chapter... Ahem, slip of the tongue.
In a trance, I saw a black shadow rushing towards me, with the sound of whistling wind.
The name of this black shadow is Zhao Hang, and he is the first friend I made after I came to this school. Unlike I transferred to this school after high school, Zhao Hang has been studying here since junior high school. The school knows far more than I do, and it helped me a lot when I first started school. Apart from being a bit bluffing, he is also a very nice person. The most obvious features are that moving Roshan's body shape and his That agility is completely inconsistent with his weight. It is said that this guy's weight has reached 190 catties and there are faint signs of breaking through the 200 mark. It is no exaggeration to be called a humanoid chariot.
"Chen Jun! Wake up! You wake up early in the morning like this, did you last night..."
I raised my head, the bloodshot eyes in my eyes startled the fat man in front of me.
"Ah, Chen Jun, what's the matter with you? Last night you went all night? With your older sister watching you, can you sneak out and surf the Internet?"
"I want to say that I met with terrorists last night, do you believe it?"
"I don't believe it." Zhao Hang shook his head firmly, the fat on his face was rippling.
"Then there is no common language..." I said, my eyelids involuntarily closed again, and my voice gradually became blurred.
"Hey, wake up, wake up, don't go to sleep, I have big news here, do you listen to it?"
"Is there a special price for buns in the canteen at noon?"
"That's not true."
"Let's go, don't send..."
Seeing me close my eyelids again, Zhao Hang was helpless.
But even though I'm not interested in this guy's news at all, it doesn't mean that other people are not interested. Soon there was a voice that saved Comrade Zhao Hang's young heart that was being hit.
Qian Qian, who always liked to listen to all kinds of gossip, came over and asked curiously, "Fatty, what news?"
"Our menopausal homeroom teacher had a major incident at home, so he resigned!"
The whole class was quiet for a few seconds, and then it suddenly boiled over. Everyone was attracted by the news, and they all came forward to inquire about the news—I couldn't sleep at all.
"Okay, okay!" Zhao Hang waved his hand violently, glanced triumphantly at the students who were full of expectations, and then said slowly: "The focus is on the back—do you want to know who our new head teacher is?"
The students were silent for two seconds, and then bent down to copy the stools in unison.
"Wait, let me tell you!" Zhao Hang wisely chose the latter in the face of vanity and fate, "She is a beautiful woman!"
"Ah—" Everyone shouted in unison, and then said in unison: "Just according to your aesthetics?"
Zhao Hang's aesthetics has always been a matter of great interest to everyone. It seems that in this person's eyes, as long as she is a woman who does not affect the appearance of the city, she can be called a beauty. Later, there are rumors that as long as she is a woman, she can be admitted to Zhao Hang. The most recent version is that Zhao Hang has expanded this scope to any non-male scope, and it is optimistic that this scope may even be extended to Brother Chun in the near future...
Therefore, for the "beautiful" class teacher Zhao Hang called, everyone did not report any hope.
Seeing everyone's indifferent reactions, Zhao Hang became a little anxious, and he said loudly, "What's your reaction? What I said is true! It's a long-haired beauty! I'm not the only one who thinks so, there are two passing by My buddies said the same!"
It seems that this guy has a little self-knowledge about his own aesthetics. At least he knows how to find a normal person to prove himself. Of course, we don't rule out the possibility that other people also have such a special aesthetic.
Seeing that everyone still didn't care about it, Zhao Hang flicked his sleeves: "Anyway, you will know in a while, the first class is the class of the new head teacher, and then we will see what you have to say! Hmph, it is definitely a long-haired Beauty!"
Seeing Zhao Hang like this, everyone couldn't help being a little skeptical, and had a little bit of expectation for the legendary "beautiful long-haired head teacher".
As for me... why did I feel very uneasy when Zhao Hang said the word "beauty with long hair"
Just then, the class bell rang.
Everyone quickly returned to their seats and waited with bated breath for the arrival of the legendary beautiful head teacher.
A burst of rhythmic footsteps sounded outside the door, and then a beautiful woman with waist-length hair and a curvy figure, who seemed to be in her early 20s, walked in.
"Wow—" All the animals shouted in unison.
"Ah—" all the women were envious.
I slid under the table with a whimper.
I know this one, the long-haired sister who almost became the president of the United States last night...
"Hi students, I am your new head teacher. I will be in charge of your Chinese class in the future. My name is Pan Lingling. I hope I can get along with you happily in the next six months..." The long-haired beauty on the podium said with a smile , the line of sight sweeps from me from time to time.
I thought your first sentence should be: "Ignorant people on Earth, you have been conquered! Put down your weapons and obey the leadership of our Xiling Empire!" or something like that.
I don't know how this class passed, the unsteady factor standing on the podium really affected me a lot, it made me feel like I was sitting on pins and needles, but fortunately all the animals in the class have been fascinated by this alien terrorist I was so enthralled that no one thought there was anything wrong with my fidgeting.
After class, the first thing I did was to go to the junior high school to ask Pandora what was going on.
When I ran down the stairs of the teaching building, a tall man bumped into me hard.
"Ah, sorry, sorry!" I said in a panic, then turned and left.
Three seconds later, I turned back.
The tall man who bumped into me just now was standing there upright. Seeing me turn back, he gave a military salute from the Xiling Empire with a "snap".
"How many counterfeit banknotes did you print last night?" I asked sullenly.
"Report to the emperor! The cash we printed is enough to support all the commanders of the empire to live in this world for four or five months," the man in front of him was none other than one of the duo of counterfeit banknotes last night, "I promise not to say anything about this The world's economies have had too much of an impact."
"Then what are you doing here now?"
"Report to the emperor, I have successfully become a teacher in this school!"
As expected...
"What do you teach them?" I wonder what the big brother who was printing counterfeit money the night before can teach the students.
"Ideological, political and legal basis!" The counterfeit banknote man in front of him replied angrily.
I feel that the next generation of people on Earth is experiencing a premeditated disaster...
Downstairs in the junior high school, Pandora seemed calm and unhurried in the face of my questioning.
"According to your order, they each found a suitable job, and considering your safety, I arranged them around this school."
"... Well, I don't doubt whether they have the ability to respond. I have another question - how did they find a job? Anyway, it took less than half a day, how could they find a job? You need to know that they But I just came into this world last night!"
"Brother, do you still remember the commander who was teleported into the tree trunk yesterday?"
I suddenly thought of the unlucky egg who had been picked all night.
"Did you remove the burr from that guy's stomach?" I was still very concerned about the safety of my subordinates.
"Almost," Pandora said indifferently, "that guy is the commander of the Psychic Assault Troop, and he is best at group psychic interference."
… Am I right to think that aliens have brainwashed Earthlings
Although I still feel something is wrong in my heart, I can only reluctantly accept this result. Anyway, I can't think of any good way to arrange these 300 people.
So, without anyone noticing, an alien invasion was completed in such a muddled way...
**********anyone there**********
anyone there? !