male god square dance

When Mai Dang arrived at the office, the old lady hadn't come back. There were still 04 minutes before the appointment at 30:10. He stood in front of the window and looked at the empty office. He walked to the stairs and found a step to sit down and wait.

While waiting, he flipped through QQ boredly, and there happened to be someone in the group who asked him to spell.

Chrysanthemum Cool with Wind Blowing Butt: Is Dangdang here today?In the days without Dangdang spelling, the heights are extremely cold.

Moon Immortal Immortal Immortal: Do all the stallions on G Spot Novel use words like you?To say Dugu seeks defeat!

What they call Dangdang is McDonald, and the pen name of McDonald is "Duang". It is too troublesome to type letters, and calling him DD is too wretched, so after getting to know him, everyone simply called him Dangdang. When they talked about McDonald, they chatted again. McDonald's man.

Moon Immortal Immortal Immortal: Dangdang is probably on the bed of the male god?

Feng Chui Ass Chrysanthemum Cool: Hey, speaking of which, should I change my name to Feng Chui Dangdang Chrysanthemum Pain to suit the occasion?Hahahahaha Hardworking little code writer: Hahahaha, change, change, change! !

Flowers bloom at four o'clock: Are you sure that Dangdang is the subject?

Xuanxuan Xuanxuan: Based on my many years of experience in writing, it is Dangdang Shou, or a wretched and rough man Shou!

Shuang-Jiang: Male gods are generally cold, handsome, and unapproachable, paired with such a wretched moron like Dangdang Shou, it's simply a male god with a beast, Transformers play, and women's play! !Hahaha, help! !

Chrysanthemum cool with wind blowing buttocks: I think I can write [-] words hehehehehehehehehehe

Frost-Jing: Write, write, write!

Flowers bloom in four seasons: You guys are too dirty!I can't bear to look directly at you guys. For shameless writers like you, I just want to talk and tell me! ! !

Since the crackdown on the Internet, the ban below the neck has become an indescribable ban. Seeing that they dared to talk about such a dirty topic openly, McDonald felt that as an upright and good young man, it was necessary to speak out and educate him.

Duang: Yaoyaoling, report that there are three obscene men discussing taboo topics in public places, and they need to be cleaned up!

The wind blows the ass and the chrysanthemum cool: Hahahahahahaha, is Dangdang spelling?Bet one night!

Moon Immortal Immortal: Who wants you for one night, your chrysanthemums are all broken.

Xuanxuan Xuanxuan: Nightmare night.

The wind blows the ass and the chrysanthemum cools: Rolling, I'm talking about betting ten thousand.

Duang: No time, there are still [-] words of self-criticism to be written.

Hardworking little coder: Five thousand characters, are you kidding me?I can read five thousand words for you with my eyes closed!

Duang: English.

Hard-working little code writer: What kind of Internet can I use if I am paralyzed and can't study hard? !Go and write a review!

Moon Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal: If you are paralyzed and can't study hard, how can you surf the Internet? !Go and write a review!

The wind blows the ass and the chrysanthemum is cool: what kind of Internet is it that you are paralyzed and can't study hard? !Go and write a review!

Duang: [manual goodbye]

Mai Dang had long since given up hope for their integrity, and quit the group to read the review template again, but just after quitting, he received a private chat from Feng Chui's ass, Ju Hua Liang.

Chrysanthemum cool with wind blowing buttocks: Hey, do you want to help?

Duang: Help write [-] hehehe?

The wind blows the ass and the chrysanthemum is cool: Hahahahaha don't be red, brother, if you really want, I can write you [-] words, what position do you like?Behind the back?Riding style?Still like dress up games?you say!

Duang: Don't worry, I will arrange a role for you to experience everything you said.

Chrysanthemum cool with wind blowing buttocks: okay, okay, I like girls with big breasts.

Duang: I'm sorry, the next book is about Tanmei, and I'll give you a big bird guy.

The wind blows the buttocks and the chrysanthemum is cool: the chrysanthemum is a little painful, elegant butterfly~

Duang: Pain makes you feel good.

Chrysanthemum cool with wind blowing buttocks: Hahaha, stop being funny, do I want to write a review for you?

Mai Dang smiled when he saw this sentence. Among the people in the group, he played well with Feng Chuan ass Ju Hua Liang. He remembered that the other party's major was business English, but Jiang Ningning had given himself a review just now. There is no need to bother the wind blowing the ass, the chrysanthemum is cold, one more copy is enough for him to recite, and another one.

Choose a leash.

Duang: No, I have to write on the spot...

Chrysanthemum cool with wind blowing buttocks: so miserable?Get some wax!By the way, what's the matter with your male god, is he really bent? !

Duang: Do you know if I was straight before?

The wind blows the butt and the chrysanthemum is cool: the guy who writes danmei is not obvious, hey, brother, I will write you [-] hehehehe, hehehe.

Duang: Do you need to write?I will write you fifty thousand.

Chrysanthemum cool in the wind blowing buttocks: Write [-] words [then something happened to them that cannot be described in [-] words]?As far as your writing level is concerned, [-] is not enough to get tough.

Duang: It's not a matter of skill if you can't get hard, it's because your right hand is already immune to your two liang flesh.

Chrysanthemum cool with wind blowing buttocks: Haha, you are so dirty, but I really like it, so I will try it with my left hand next time.

The two talked nonsense again, and the chatting time passed quickly. It didn't take long for the old lady to come back with a book, as if she had just returned from get out of class, and her face was a bit smelly after seeing McDonald sitting at the stairs.

"Good afternoon, teacher." Mai Dang greeted with a smile, stood up and followed her into the office.

The old lady put the book on the table and reached out to get the cup to pour water. Mai Dang took the cup before her and took her a cup of warm water. Although he was usually idle, he was more polite to the elders.

The old lady drank two sips of water before asking slowly, "Tell me where you went this morning?"

McDang opened his mouth and said: "The country has recently opened up the second child, canceled late marriage leave, and advocated early marriage and early childbearing..."

"Stop." The old lady put the water glass away, "What's the matter with you skipping class?"

"I'm not responding to the national policy to solve the problem of being single." McDonald said sincerely.

"Nonsense." The old lady gave him a sideways look, "If you have the ability, bring me to see."

"It hasn't been resolved yet, but you were called back." Mai Dang spread his hands.

"Bullshit." The old lady took out a letterhead and a pen from the drawer and put them on the table, then pointed to the empty space beside her and said, "Go, when will you finish writing the review and go back?"

"Is three thousand worth it?" McDang bargained, "Five thousand is too much, if you write too late, you still have to eat."

"I eat mine, you write yours, there is no conflict." The old lady said, "Five thousand words, not one word less."

McDonald was just talking about it, and didn't really expect the old lady to give him a discount.He took the notebook and pen, walked to the side and sat down, moved the stool a little, and found a convenient angle for copying the review and began to write.

The old lady glanced at him and began to organize her lesson plans for tomorrow.

McDang didn't start copying with his mobile phone. He knew the old lady was watching. Fortunately, although he is not interested in English, his memory is not bad. He can remember almost the first few paragraphs of Jiang Ningning's review. He just scribbled down the words, and when the old lady was not paying attention, he took out his mobile phone and put it on his lap to start copying.

McDang didn't study very well since he was a child, but he cheated smoothly. When the old lady came to him, he had already solemnly started to write down the words he had just memorized.

Although McDang is a mess in his studies, his handwriting is very beautiful, and even his seldom written English is eye-catching.

The old lady glanced at the fluent English written by McDonald's pen, and her complexion improved a little. She shifted her gaze to the posture of McDonald's holding the pen, watching his writing posture, because her eyes have become a little cloudy because of her age. It slowly softened and turned into pity, and finally couldn't help but sighed lightly.

Although the sigh was small, but the two were relatively close, Mai Dang stopped writing when he heard it, and looked up at her: "What's the matter? What are you sighing for?"

The old lady's eyes were a bit complicated, and her gaze was still on Mai Dang's hand. Mai Dang followed her gaze to look at his hand, and soon understood the reason for her sigh. He didn't speak anymore, and moved his hands , Changed the posture of holding the pen and continued to write. The old lady stood beside him and looked at it, then turned back to the desk.

By the time McDonald had finished writing the review, the old lady's lesson plans were almost finished.

Mai Dang stood up and handed the written review to her with both hands: "Lafayette, please have a look."

"Poor mouth." The old lady glanced at him, took the self-criticism book and looked at it, and ticked off many wrong words and grammar.

The old lady revised his self-criticism as if it were homework. Mai Dang stood beside him and felt a headache, so he quickly said: "Okay, okay, just take a look at it, go home and eat, good boy." He patted the old lady's shoulder lightly with his hand.

The old lady ignored him, corrected the mistakes little by little, and returned it to him, saying: "Where did you copy it? The original text is good, but the person who copied it is too low-level, and a good article was lost."

"What are you talking about, the students you teach can be bad." McDonald said shamelessly.

The old lady glanced at him, with an expression of "I don't know what virtue you have", McDonald's rough skin and thick flesh didn't care about it, and just repeated: "Go back and eat."

"Will you come to my house for dinner?" the old lady asked.

"No, no, I have something else to do." Mai Dang said, helped her clean up the table and was about to leave, but was stopped after walking a few steps.

"Credits will be deducted if you skip class next time." The old lady said.

Mai Dang waved his hand indifferently and walked out, leaving the old lady staring at the door for a long time, and couldn't help sighing.