My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 1: Thirty-seventh

　　 Seeing the cannibal eyes like the presence of evil spirits, the little fat man shrank his neck a little bit, but when he looked back, he saw that the little girl was expressionless, there was no trace of horror. .

　　 I don’t know why, the little fat man felt for the first time that when the little girl was sitting quietly in the last row of the classroom, she seemed not to belong to this world, and it was a little weirdly ethereal.

　　 He rubbed his eyes, turned his head angrily, raised his eyes to see Master Jiang's dark face at the bottom of the pot, and stopped talking.

　　The Master gradually began to be intoxicated in the poems, and the mood was wonderful. The students below were fairly peaceful, shaking their heads and reciting the poems of Professor Master.

　　 It’s just that this harmonious atmosphere is better than three minutes.

　　A faint sneer was drawn on the lips of 　　, and the countdown silently in his heart, five, four... one!

　　 "Boom!" The little fat man clashed on the case. It was so loud that all the classmates who were reading the book stopped their voices in a daze.

　　 Master Jiang, who was intoxicated in the poems, opened his eyes and looked at the fat kid who dared to be presumptuous in his class in amazement.

　　 "Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!" The little fat man rushed forward in front of Arbor, grabbed a handful of air with his right hand and chewed hard, his chin was raised high, and he said with a look, "Master is a fart..."

　　 Everyone stared at the nasty little fat man in amazement. They all felt that the little fat man was stupid? If you said that the Master was not present, you just need to brag about it, but now the Master is sitting there, you actually... Repeated all the disrespectful remarks you had said before!

　　 A group of little turnip heads under ten years old all looked at the "Warrior" Fatty with utterly admiring eyes!

　　 Before the Master became angry, two dumbfounded dog legs, hurriedly called "Master Tao, Master Tao", and got Zhou Tao back into his seat.

　　 Master Jiang took a deep breath. Seeing that Little Fatty’s fat father paid for the repair of the Wei Caotang, today Master will take this breath away...Go?

　　 "Boom!" The little fat man stood up again mechanized, and walked up to the arrogantly, "Master is a fart!!!"

　　 "Puff..." Now, the children really couldn't hold back anymore, "hahaha" laughed out loud, how do you feel Zhou Xiaopang's special joy today! Hahahahaha...

　　 No matter how dull the little fat man is, he finally feels something is wrong with his body. This feeling of being out of control by oneself is really terrifying.

　　 Looking at Master Jiang with a black paint on his face, the little fat guy beat the case three times...

　　 The little fat man who rushed in front of Qiao Mu to yell at him, his face was clearly distorted, and there was a trace of fear in his squeezed eyes, and tears were shamelessly overflowing between his eyes.

　　Who can come to stop all of this, it's terrifying, why is his words and deeds all out of his control?

　　 Master Jiang couldn't bear it, Huo Di stood up from his position, lifted the rattan ruler, and hit the fat man's ass.

　　 made you stand up against the crime three times and made you blatantly insult the master. This incompetent thing is really annoying to the old man...

　　 After a good class, it was a mess, and the fat man passed out. And the talisman paper that was originally glued to the little fat man's clothes also fell on the ground as the time limit ended, turning into two ordinary pieces of paper, which did not attract anyone's attention at all.

　　 The arbor bends down and picks it up and knead it into a ball, with a plan in his heart: Going home tonight to draw a dozen pieces of it, it’s a must!