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"Hi! My name is Marty, can you introduce us to it? Parker. fQxsw.com"

Marty's smile is flawless, like a warm and gentle sister next door.

Parker was stunned, looked at his companions, and then at the big beauty in front of him: "Are you sure you want to get to know him?" Dole's previous reputation was a freak among freaks. If it wasn't for weight, he might Hung on the flagpole by those bad students.

"What? Are you a couple? That's really a shame!" Marty smiled and pointed to the time, indicating that class was about to start.

The three of them walked to the classroom together, and Parker introduced Dole with a smile.

"Oh, is your name Dole? We also have one named Dole in our school. What a coincidence!" Marty's smile was a bit stiff at this time, and after calculating with her delicate observation and mind, she concluded Gave a shocking answer.

Seeing this, Dole smiled and said, "I'm the ‘Dole’." After that, before Marty’s scared expression appeared, he pulled Parker into his classroom.

Class has not yet started, so the whole classroom is messy. Men and women chase and fight, book nerds bury their heads in hard studies, want to maintain discipline, but have no dignity glasses monitor

The moment Dole and Parker came in, the whole classroom was quiet. The boy's eyes were a bit hostile, because a terrible opponent appeared. The girl’s sight was full of surprise and joy, because a good guy appeared + long + wind + literature + www + cfwx + net.

The spectacles monitor is a short girl with a ponytail, and it shines when I see Dole: "Student Parker, won't you introduce me to this transfer student? As the monitor, I have an obligation to take him to get familiar with it."

Parker grinned and pushed Dole into the classroom: "Dear sir, he is not a transfer student. fqXswm"

Dole enters the classroom like a magnet attracting everyone’s attention, with a straight figure, smooth muscles, and a tough three-dimensional facial contour

Walking to the corner of the classroom, Dole smiled at a girl who put her long legs on her desk, "Lily, can you remove your long legs?"

The long-legged girl was startled, surprised that the other party actually knew herself: "Do we know me?" Lily's expression was stiff, and the eyelid of her left eye couldn't even close when she blinked.

Taking off the long legs, Lily's eyes moved, and she sat down a little nervously. The Botox operation was unsuccessful, causing her left eyelid to droop, and she could not even close it completely. It felt as bad as the Bell Tower weird.

As for the expression? At this time, Lily could not only twitch her facial muscles stiffly, but even eat something.

The operation was not very successful, but Lily did not dare to stay at home, because that would confirm the fact that she had had an operation. This is not very "cool" thing, it will affect Lily's reputation.

Of course, if Lily takes a closer look, you will find that the gaze that everyone looks at her is no different from seeing the weird bell tower.

Dole walked to his desk, his eyes narrowed slightly.

It was painted in bright red, with vicious words like "freaks" and "dead" written on it. There was also a terrible smell from the desk, as disgusting as hyena excrement.

Dole thought for a while, instead of sitting down, he picked up the desk with one hand and walked to the trash can outside the classroom.

After dumping out a lot of rotten fish, toads, and food waste, Dole used the lawn hose to clean the desk. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he immediately took out the nano-kitchenware, his mind moved slightly, and a sharp sharp knife appeared in his hand.

While the arm was swaying, the superb knife craftsmanship came out, and the blade clung to the surface of the desk and passed it several times. The red paint on the top disappeared, revealing the fairly clean log layer below.

"Well, it looks pretty good." When the desk came back again, everyone looked at Dole and looked intriguing.

"God, is the plastic surgery technology so advanced now? Can even the temperament be adjusted?"

"He is actually Dole the "Weirdo"? Oh my god, is it so powerful for growth and development?"

"He has a lot of strength. I remember he was very thin before. Could it be that he ate Popeye's spinach?"

The discussion at the beginning was relatively restrained, but it quickly turned into a wave of surprises at Dole's changes.

"Are you really Dole? Aren't you pretending to be an alien?" Lily's eyes widened and looked at Dole incredulously.

Hearing the word "pretend", Dole's eyes flashed a cold light, and he immediately hid him: "Of course, I was kidnapped by aliens, and they thought I was not good-looking, so they gave me plastic surgery." Dole was very free and easy.

"Seriously, you really have a plastic surgery? Can I feel it?"

Lily had some failures in her own plastic surgery, so she wanted to see the effect of Dole's plastic surgery.

Dole showed a gentle smile with eight big white teeth and nodded and said, "Of course, but please don't fall in love with me."

Lily moved her facial muscles and laughed, stretched out her hand to touch Dole's face, and exclaimed "Oh my God, so real" from time to time.

Maybe because of physical contact, Lily, who had been ignored by Dole, made an even more excessive request.

"Can I touch these little guys? They look awesome!"

Lily swallowed, looking greedy at the bulging muscles of Dole.

"I'm happy to help, ma'am!" When Dole's coat turned over, it revealed the neat muscles underneath that looked like pieces of tofu.

The black tight-fitting waistcoat made Dole look like a tough guy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with his three-dimensional facial features, which immediately attracted all the girls' eyes.

"Oh, my goodness, is that muscle? Why do I want to eat it?" This is the scream of the flower idiot.

The squad leader of the eyes took out a set of high-end sketching suits like a devil, and rushed to Dole with his eyes bright: "Great, this is really great!"

"Compared with those soft and muscular models, your muscles are more compact and full of unspeakable vitality." As he said, the head of the glasses team started to sketch like a scanner.

"Students, this is not Times Square, please put away your muscles and scream!" The rigid and serious teacher Jenny said in a solemn voice when she stood on the podium at some point.

The teacher is still relatively dignified, and the girls reluctantly withdrew their eyes from Dole's tofu, but they would take a peek from time to time.

"Mr. Muscle, aren't you going to introduce yourself? You don't seem to be a student in this class." Teacher Jenny had her hands behind her back and her voice was serious, but her eyes were slightly hot when she looked at Dole. No way, after all, I haven't seen this kind of beautiful and practical muscle for many years.