Chapter 97 96. Why Are You Wearing Such Fine Clothes?

(four more)

After a morning of practice, Yang Ming had a layer of sweat on his body, soaking his entire clothes.

After returning to the dormitory, he took a hot shower and changed into a set of clean and tidy clothes before Yang Ming came to Shrek Academy's cafeteria.

It is said to be a canteen, but it is actually a converted farmhouse. The whole wooden structure looks very simple, but the interior space is relatively spacious and can accommodate nearly 100 people at the same time.

It's just that there are now more teachers than students in Shrek Academy, and the entire cafeteria appears to be very empty.

Yang Ming ordered a meal of millet porridge, two big round steamed buns, and a small plate of radishes with sauce, put them on the tray, and walked towards Tang San Xiaowu's seat.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were sitting side by side. Because the two girls had a tickle battle in the girls' dormitory, the red tide on their faces had not yet subsided, and the melon's face was flushed like a ripe lychee, which was very attractive. .

Seeing Yang Ming approaching, the two women invariably avoided their gazes, their eyes flickering for a while.

"how?"

Noticing the difference, Yang Ming and Tang San sat down side by side, saying:

"You two have a fever and your face is so red?"

The two women said in unison, "How can there be!"

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong looked at each other, snorted coldly and turned their faces away.

It seems that the two women seem to be in a little mood.

Yang Ming turned to ask Tang San, and asked:

"What happened to them?"

Tang San shrugged and said:

"God knows."

Yang Ming is not the type of gossip who likes to find out the root and the bottom. He simply bows his head and bites the big steamed bun.

Although the food is a bit rudimentary, the steamed buns are fluffy and soft, white and soft, without cluttering teeth at all, and the weight is sufficient. One steamed bun is the size of an adult's fist, and eating two steamed buns is enough to eliminate hunger. sense.

Occasionally added pickled radish, the taste is salty and spicy, and the taste is refreshing, which is very good.

Finally, drink a bowl of warm millet porridge with sugar added, sweet and sticky, very comfortable, and the bloating feeling caused by steamed buns is instantly relieved.

Ning Rongrong has been paying attention to Yang Ming, and secretly said in his heart:

"Could it be that Yang Ming likes that type of girl?"

Ning Rongrong looked down at his capital and felt a little discouraged.

Even if she always eats very nutritious food, after all, she is only a twelve-year-old girl, and what should be developed has not yet developed well.

"When, when, when..."

At this moment, there was a knocking sound from outside the cafeteria.

Dai Mubai walked over from the dining table next door and said:

"This is the bell for the dean to call us, Fatty, you go to the big playground first, and I will call the others."

Yang Ming hurriedly finished the rest of the breakfast, returned the tray, and followed everyone to the playground.

Said to be a large playground, in fact, it is an open space that has been leveled, about the size of a football field.

At this point, two have already come one step ahead.

Oscar shaved off his beard, revealing the handsome face underneath.

The peach blossom eye sockets are deeply sunken, giving people a deep feeling, the face is like a crown jade, handsome and harmonious, eyebrows of moderate thickness, and a cynical smile on his face, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a suave nobleman.

At this moment, he was nibbling on the sausage he made in one hand, yawning at the same time, and his drowsy peach eyes made people wonder if he had an all-night flight last night.

Although Ma Junhong only had a relationship with Yang Ming, the impression of being slapped into the ground by Yang Ming was very impressive, and it is still a nightmare that he must have every night.

When she saw Yang Ming, Ma Junhong was subconsciously next to Oscar, almost hiding behind him.

However, Oscar obviously got the wrong idea. He thought that Ma Junhong was on top of the evil fire and was going to use him to vent the fire. Seeing that Ma Junhong was always rubbing against himself, he suddenly shivered.

Knowing a man and going up is too scary!

Oscar hurriedly pushed Ma Junhong away, raised his hand with disgust, and said:

"Fatty, go as far as your mind goes."

"Brother, don't do this!" Seeing Yang Ming getting closer, Ma Junhong didn't dare to face Yang Ming alone, and came up with a lame reason to be close to Oscar, "Brother, I miss your big sausage."

Oscar looked at Ma Junhong's abnormal behavior today, and the chrysanthemum suddenly tightened.

What the hell!

I take you as a brother, you actually want to fall in love with me?

Ma Junhong took a step further, and Oscar took a step back.

It looked like they were dancing cha cha.

Seeing that the two of them were so weird, Yang Ming couldn't help but smile and said:

"Why are you wearing fine clothes?"

Although Ma Junhong and Oscar couldn't understand what this meant, but looking at Yang Ming's playful eyes, they obviously knew that it was not a good word.

The two quickly stopped and separated from each other for a distance.

At this moment, the voice of the system prompt sounded in Yang Ming's ear:

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for speaking the classic lines of the temptation to go home, and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Do you want to start the lottery roulette?"

"no!"

In addition to this lottery chance, Yang Ming also won another lottery chance last night.

It's that sentence:

I am not a hero, I am unparalleled, I am a villain, and I am infinitely arrogant.

"Congratulations to the host for telling the classic lines of how bad guys are made, and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Do you want to start the lottery roulette?"

Yang Ming kept both the lottery chances.

Because, these two lines correspond to the low martial arts world, and there is nothing worthy of lottery.

It's better to keep it all and wait for the next time to draw a big thing at one time.

Just as Yang Ming was thinking about it, Dai Mubai rushed over with Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing was still the same, with a cold look, but nodded slightly to Yang Ming and the others, even as a greeting.

After a while, a middle-aged man came over from the other direction of the playground.

The visitor looked about fifty years old, with a strong build, a distinctive face, a slightly protruding chin, wide hip bones, a flat face, and a slightly hooked nose, like the sole of a shoe.

Wearing a pair of black-rimmed crystal glasses on his face, the frame is a rigid square, and his eyes are clearly closed, but it gives a cunning feeling.

"Isn't that the profiteer uncle?" Xiao Wu asked in shock.

Although Yang Ming had already exposed Flender's identity as the president of Shrek Academy on the same day, Xiao Wu was more willing to call Flender a profiteer.

Flender seemed to have no body weight, floated lightly in front of everyone, with a somewhat magnetic hoarse voice, said:

"This year is very good. We have five more little monsters. I, Shrek Academy Dean Flender, welcome you on behalf of the Academy."

Just when everyone thought that today was just an ordinary introduction, Flender's voice changed:

"Because I experienced some things yesterday, so, the next courses will make some changes."