I found class a of senior three with my memory. Now the door of class a of senior three is open. I can hear all kinds of sounds from the classroom——
路人甲:"Three K's with one"
路人甲:"Four eights"
路人甲:"Fuck, his landlord, what are you bombing me for?"
路人甲:"Keep your voice down, don't you see me on the phone?"
路人甲:"Hey, did you see my lipstick?"
The noisy voice, accompanied by the teacher's self-talk, was introduced to the girl's ears, and the girl frowned
With one hand free, the high-grade wooden door was opened
The noisy classroom suddenly calmed down, and everyone searched for fame, followed by the sound of air extraction. After a few seconds of silence, the classroom burst into flames
Shang-guan-Yu, who is staring at the mobile phone and the beauty sending messages,
Yan-Jing-chen is tapping on the keyboard,
Looking at the book, Chu-Mo,
Looking out of the window, Bai-li-lin looks at the door curiously,
Outside the door, the sun shines in. A girl with a ponytail stands against the light. Her delicate white face is not painted. Her eyes are like a cold pool. She has a high jade nose and red lips. Her black tight pencil pants stretch her legs straight
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