Seeing ace's indifference, Tong Lele cried again and said, "if I didn't recite it and get full marks, if Mommy knows, but will beat baby PP, do you have the heart to let mommy beat me?"

"Well, I'll go." Mo Li Si looked at Tong Le Le and wiped his tears with his sleeve, but agreed to come down.

If you don't agree, Tong Lele will hold him in public and be cute.

Tong Lele doesn't want face, he still wants face.

No money is small, no face is big.

No money can be black again, the big deal is to explode daddy.

Long live ace Tong Lele and Moli division immediately changed the identity of the class.

Moli Si left the classroom, while Tong Lele was sitting in the position of Mo Li Si, looking at the neat textbook of ass, he could not help frowning, "how come they are all born by a mother, how my books are so disordered, and how the books of ace are so neat."

"Mommy, I've got a little tiddler in the future."

Thinking of this, Tong Lele smiles happily.

His things are always in a mess, and his mother always urges him to clean up.

He was sure that ACE had obsessive-compulsive disorder, and it was very serious.

He and Moli Si exchange identity, he found that he clearly made a mess of the room, and every time ace is clean and tidy.

When ace comes into his house, someone will clean up the dog's nest for him.

Wait for ace to return home!

This class is an English class, the foreign teachers.

Tonglele listened and yawned.

"Kera..."

Tong Lele was yawning and heard the sound of eating snacks.

With a squint in his eyes, his deskmate's mouth stopped immediately.

"Molisi schoolmate, do you want to eat?" The table mate was frightened by Tong Lele's eyes and quickly handed over his potato chips.

"Yes, yes." Tong Lele said, standing up the book and secretly eating potato chips with his deskmate.

The little sound of "click, wipe, click.".

"Stranger, Ann!" The foreign teacher called Molisi and his deskmate up in standard Chinese.

"Did you steal snacks in my class? Stranger, I know that you are a little genius, what knowledge can not defeat you, but students should have the appearance of students

The teacher finished the training and picked up the textbook.

"Teacher, may I sit down?" Tong Lele raised his hand and told the teacher.

"Sit down and listen to the class well. There is a Chinese poem called" young people don't work hard, old people are sad. " The foreign teacher said.

"Yes, yes, yes." Tong Lele nodded and added: "teacher, it should be young people who don't work hard and old people pick up garbage."

But he doesn't exist. Even if he doesn't work hard, he still has Daddy, the Jinshan mine.

His dream is to be a rice worm! You can drill and drill in the money without effort.

There was a lot of laughter.

The teacher was confused by Tong's music, and then he picked up the chalk and wrote on the blackboard, "what's after the verb? Mo Li Si, you answer

Tong Lele stood up and said, "move, hit?"

"Every move, every move, keep up with my rhythm, sing together, move and move. The boundless horizon is my love. The flowers are blooming at the foot of the continuous green mountains. What kind of rhythm is the most swaying..."

Tongle began to beat the rhythm, let the whole class sing along with the most dazzling national style.

Foreign teachers are also with the rhythm, along with the swing up.

……

Mo Li Si to the next door just sat down, the language teacher into the classroom, face is not good.

"Last class whose homework was bitten by the cat, consciously stand up." The Chinese teacher said.

The eyes of the whole class fell on Mo Li Si's body.

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