I Don’t Want to Win Lying Down

"classmates!"

　　 "At the end of this month, you will undergo the most rigorous test. All senior high school students in Ningxia will take the test on the same day. The specifications will be the same for the college entrance examination. I hope you can seize this opportunity!"

"Of course..." Lin Yishan paused and said silently: "When the war is approaching, you will welcome a carnival night. Tomorrow our school will hold an annual food festival. I hope everyone can have a little more fun. "

　　The words fall,

　　 The whole class burst into laughter.

The so-called food festival is a group of high school and high school students. Under the leadership of their class teacher, they set up a food stall. At first the purpose of the school was very simple, to let students experience the cruelty of society, but... crooked, Not only did the students fail to experience the cruelty of society, they were also full of expectations for this food festival.

　　 Since then,

　　 Food Festival has become a major feature of this school, and some students even took part in this school to experience the so-called campus food festival.

in the afternoon,

　　 at the school gate.

　　 Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman stood at the corner far away from the crowd, waiting for Maybach to pick them up. They were originally only picked up by Yang Xiaoman, but Xu Mang had a thicker skin, so he asked her to send herself home.

　　 "Don't you like buses?" Yang Xiaoman glanced at Xu Mang, who was looking around, and said silently: "I used to let you sit together, but you still pretend to be reserved for my old lady. Now you try to pretend to be?"

　　"..."

"Hey, don't make trouble!" Xu Mang smiled awkwardly. The reason why he was so humiliated was because the bus card was lost at the school...unlucky and sad, he clearly wrote his name and class on it, and ended up in the corner of the garbage dump. It was found there that it was cut in half, and the copper wire inside was broken.

It is clear,

　　 Someone did it deliberately.

　　 Xu Mang also thought about why he was able to make so many enemies at school. Poor academic performance may be a factor, but this is not the most important reason.

　　 "Yang Xiaoman?"

　　 "Do you think I am a bad person?" Xu Mang asked.

"you?"

　　 "Not bad!" Yang Xiaoman smiled: "You are cheap!"

　　 Xu Mang was taken aback. Suddenly his brain short-circuited, his right hand stretched out to Yang Xiaoman's chest, and then his palm was directly covered on it, and he asked, "Now what? Am I bad?"

　　 Yang Xiaoman: (╬￣絲￣)

　　...

　　 Saturday morning,

　　 Xu Mang did not go to school. He first reissued a bus card, and then took a taxi to the school. As soon as he arrived at the school gate, he saw teachers carrying students carrying various cooking tools.

　　 "Cut!"

"Get the dumplings..." When Xu Mang saw these teachers and students, he couldn't help showing a contemptuous expression. This is true in some classes. Take the third and second class next door, for example, they launched celery and pork dumplings the year before. Last year they introduced shepherd's purse and pork dumplings.

　　 This is barely bearable!

　　 I put some MSG and salt in the soup the year before last, and I poured soy sauce directly into it last year...Of course, this can be tolerated.

　　 But,

　　 Three dumplings for ten yuan is a bit too much!

　　The rich local tyrants can also tolerate this kind of pricing, but...the problem lies in the dumpling wrappers.

　　 Xu Mang vaguely remembered that he bought dumplings from Class 2 for ten yuan the year before, and it was ‘two kilometers’ away from the filling after one bite. Actually...this can be tolerated, at least there will be meat after ‘two kilometers’.

　　 But...

　　 Last year’s dumplings were a bit conscience to make money. A piece of dough and a piece of vegetable leaf... it tastes like soy sauce in your mouth.

Ok,

　　 Patience!

　　 However,

　　Price increase!

　　 Two for ten dollars!

"Ha ha!"

　　 "I, Xu Mang, put the words here today!" Xu Mang pointed to the blue sky above his head, and said forcefully, "Kill me, I won't eat what you made!"

　　 made an oath,

　　 Xu Mang went to the class and went to class.

no way,

　　 High school senior.

　　 After spending the whole morning in a daze, Xu Mang was hungry. He looked around and found that the entire classroom was empty except for himself and the violent airport.

　　 "Where are people?"

"What do you mean, return the person..." Yang Xiaoman gave a white look and said unhappily: "Everyone has gone to participate in the food festival, you idiot have been sleeping and sleeping... I don't know that my stomach is very bad. hungry?"

　　 Xu Mang: o(╯□╰)o

　　 This woman must have been sent by God to torture me!

　　 You know that you are hungry, why not go to the food festival with everyone?

　　 Listening to her tone, it seems to be my problem!

"Uh..."

　　 "Go to the food festival together?" Xu Mang asked.

　　 "My mother is waiting for you!"

　　...

　　 Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman are three meters apart. There is no other way. This is a hard and fast rule, in order to seal up some gossip. After all, gossip can kill people.

　　 life: I want to eat stinky tofu!

　　 life: I want to eat fried bananas!

　　 life: I want to eat wonton!

　　 The dream of female creatures in the universe: Oh...

　　 This is the way the two communicated. Yang Xiaoman used WeChat to inform Xu Mang what he wanted to eat, then Xu Mang bought food, and then went to the abandoned toilet on the 5th floor of Building A of the teaching building.

　　 When Yang Xiaoman walked out of the abandoned toilet with a contented expression, Xu Mang's artistic inspiration suddenly exploded.

"I am full?"

"Ok!"

　　 "Does it smell good?"

"Fragrant!"

　　 less than five seconds after the conversation,

　　 Yang Xiaoman finally reacted.

　　 After a violent beating,

　　 The food journey of Xu Mang and Yang Xiaoman continued, but in the process ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xu Mang didn't eat anything.

"Ugh?"

　　 "Why don't you eat it?"

　　 As time passed, the distance between the two gradually increased, Yang Xiaoman asked Xu Mang who was on the edge.

"I'm waiting for the spicy fin challenge in the evening." Xu Mang said: "There is a program circulating in our school to challenge the death-level spicy fin contest. As long as the registration fee is 50 yuan, you can eat spicy fin. The one with the most will become the spicy king."

　　 "There is this kind of show?"

　　 "The initiator is not safe!" Yang Xiaoman said.

"Do not!"

　　 Xu Mang shook his head and said solemnly: "This is a death-level spicy fin. Ordinary people with a spicy degree can't stand it with just one lick. The current highest record in our school is 17."

　　 Yang Xiaoman opened her mouth, but did not speak, she knew very well...what the **** was this school?

"you..."

　　 "You want to challenge?" Yang Xiaoman looked at Xu Mang in surprise.

"Ok!"

"I want to win the championship, and break the current record, and leave a result that makes latecomers want to cry without tears!" When Xu Mang said these words, his expression was slightly solemn, and his eyes looked into the distance. , A masterful demeanor is fully revealed.

　　 Yang Xiaoman was dumbfounded,

　　 This is the first time she has seen Xu Mang so serious, and she can't help but spit out in her heart.

　　 So silly!

　　 "Can you do it?" Yang Xiaoman asked with a puzzled face: "Don't be sent to the hospital then."

　　 "Cut!"

　　 "It's not that Xu Mang eats awesome." Xu Mang pointed to a chair next to him disdainfully: "You give me a handful of chili noodles, believe it or not I ate this chair?"

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