High school class pets (27)

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High School Class Pets (Twenty-Seven) Have any of you ever had experience setting up a stall at a school fair? The main purpose of a school fair is to let students experience the fun of planning and making money, and to strengthen class cohesion. In my junior high school experience, school fairs were basically a day of crazy fun. Everyone was like a madman, playing like crazy, smashing everything edible and even things that weren't edible. It was a lot of fun. But now I'm a high school student. High school is different from those brats in junior high. We are more farsighted and more thoughtful. For example, this time at the school fair, our class was divided into three factions. 1. The Money-Making Faction: A group of four people, including Xiaozhi, Ahou, Aqian, Ali, and Afeng. "We must make as much money as possible today. This is a good opportunity," said Aqian. "It's not about ten thousand yuan, it's about one hundred thousand yuan," said Ahou, who was in the third grade of elementary school. "According to my statistics, selling takoyaki and drinks at the school fair is the most profitable," Ali said. "Why don't we just outsource it to someone else?" Afeng suggested. 2. The Game Faction consisted of Xiao Mao, Dong Dong, Yuan Bao, Xiao Gang, Bai Cun, and others. They argued that the school fair for first-year high school students only happened once, so it should be all about having fun. Things like blowing flour ping-pong balls, throwing water balloons, stacking cups, baseball throwing, etc. And as long as it was fun enough, it could earn a decent amount of money. 3. The Leisure Faction consisted of Superman, Tianlong, Guangdong Zhou, Bale, Shuangqiang, Xiao Shi, and myself. Our motto was to do absolutely nothing—very lazy, but very leisurely. This led to a heated argument in class. Superman immediately suggested a vote, which was understandable, since the Leisure Faction had the most members. If a vote was used, the other groups… no, the nations, would be wiped out immediately! "I oppose using a vote," Xiao Zhi said. "Taiwan is a democratic country. Isn't it most reasonable to decide everyone's actions by majority vote?" Superman said coldly. Superman, dressed in a long-sleeved uniform, was covered in bandages, but that didn't diminish his size. "Who doesn't know you have more people?" Xiao Mao said. "Ah, I thought you wouldn't be able to tell." "What did you say?" Xiao Mao's voice rose. "Or do you expect us to listen to you? There are only five of you, and we have seven." "Shut up! You bunch of sow worshippers!" Xiao Mao retorted. Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! A series of slapping sounds attracted everyone's attention. "Quiet, quiet!" Gorilla Yuan spoke up to stop them: "Class meetings are for you to discuss. If you can't come to a conclusion today, let the teacher decide." Xiao Mao glanced at Gorilla Yuan. Although he remained outwardly calm, he was extremely annoyed. Ever since some idiot suggested that the teachers' group should also be included, Xiao Shi had become Gorilla Yuan's personal machine. Thankfully, it was just a class meeting; otherwise, Xiao Shi wouldn't have been able to bear being dominated by the gorilla. The gorilla, true to his rugged style, was still wearing a tank top, but now, to flaunt his muscles, he deliberately removed his outer jacket. His lower body was covered in a masturbation sleeve, his hands gripping the podium as he bent over, desperately trying to suppress a sound. *Slap!* The gorilla slapped her round, white buttocks. He seemed to be using it as a substitute for applause. Xiao Shi's smooth hair swayed back and forth on her shoulders with the movement. Yes, she was standing naked on the podium, being enjoyed by the gorilla. Watching her perfectly shaped breasts sway back and forth, I couldn't help but think of that day. That day with that crazy woman, Sima Mianhua. That day... "Good! Good! Good!" Mianhua gritted her teeth, the words only able to escape through clenched teeth. Her constantly upturned lips and smiling eyes were as beautiful as a girl in first love, except that before me, she was just a slut. Mianhua greedily swallowed and spat out my penis with her little mouth. "It's coming...it's coming...it's coming...oohhhhh!" Mianhua moaned wantonly, collapsing onto my chest. "Good...good..." "..." "How many times is this?" She brushed aside her chestnut-brown wavy hair and looked at me, asking. Only then did I realize that she was licking my nipple while speaking. But I didn't feel anything at all. "The fifth time, I guess..." As I said this, my ears could still feel the terror from ten minutes ago. Ten minutes ago, Mianhua had also asked some irrelevant questions, which I was too lazy to answer. The muscular guy next to me kindly pressed his lazy ear against my earlobe and said gently, "You have to answer Mianhua's questions immediately."
"I'm sorry, I was wrong." My learning ability has always been very fast. "That's good." The muscular guy smiled and wrapped the thin chain back around his huge penis. "It's the thirteenth time, you're naughty, you haven't been paying attention to me at all." Mianhua said with a smile. She called the muscular guy next to her to bring a box, from which she took out a bunch of vibrating eggs. "Do you know what this is?" "Vibrating eggs..." "Hmm, very good, very good." Mianhua stood up, and my penis finally saw the light of day again. She inserted the vibrating eggs into her vagina one by one, then sat back on top of me. "When will this end?" "Who knows?" The stinging and burning sensation returned to my lower body, like the numbing tingling of Sichuan peppercorns, making my genitals extremely uncomfortable. The vial of medicine she injected into me restricted my ejaculation and made me unable to ejaculate—it was hell! I don't know how much time passed, but my body was completely numb. I had closed my eyes for a long time. But my mind was unusually clear. This must be what it means to feel your mind awaken amidst extreme pain. "Haa, haa... all done." Mianhua said breathlessly, "Give me the memory eraser."
A memory eraser? Does such a thing exist? Based on common sense, it should be something like a hammer. But Mianhua obediently took out a syringe and skillfully injected it into my arm. "Sigh, such a pleasant time has passed by so quickly, don't you think it's a pity?" "Fuck you…" I stared wide-eyed as the light gray liquid was injected into my body. The drug took effect quickly; the moment the needle was withdrawn, all five senses were gone, leaving only a faint hearing. "Old Du, he… heals… back to… his… state…" I heard Mianhua's commands intermittently. In the end, I still didn't know who she was. I also didn't know why I had inexplicably fought with Superman. ……………"Tom! Tom!!" Hmm, that's my mother's voice… uh… mother! How did she get here! I suddenly sat up, but there seemed to be a resistance binding me. It was the bandages. I was in a hospital room, wrapped in bandages, even with an exaggerated IV drip attached. When exactly was I brought in? "Ah Tang, who am I? Do you know?" My mom asked anxiously, gripping my hand. "Mom..." My voice was hoarse and low, as if I'd aged ten years. "Are you alright? You weren't even watching where you were going! You know you got hit by a car!" She became more and more agitated, slapping my arm. "Ouch, that hurts!" "Be careful next time, or your mother will suffer!" My mom muttered as she ran out to call the doctor. I got hit by a car? Oh, so I got hit by a car...bullshit! Mianhua's strange appearance, the muscular four, the madman—it's all so vivid in my mind. And what's with this memory eraser? I remember it all perfectly well! Ring ring ring!! The phone on the bedside table suddenly rang; it was my phone. Aren't we not allowed to use our phones in the hospital? "Hello?" "Buzz buzz buzz..." "Hello?" "Buzz buzz... Listen carefully, I won't say it a second time." A male voice with a mechanically altered voice came through. "Huh? What?" "I made the memory-inhibiting drug ineffective. I don't know what will happen if they find out you haven't lost your memory. Don't tell anyone about what happened at the Golden Building. The ring is in your left pocket. I'll give you the instructions on how to use it." "Wait a minute, what are you talking about? Remember..." "Shut up!" A loud voice bombarded my ears. "You're in the hospital, walls have ears." After saying that, the other party immediately hung up. "What the hell..." I subconsciously reached into my left pocket and felt something hard. I knew this pattern so well that I dreamed about it every night. A ring with a sword and a rose engraving. Exactly the same as the one Butler Xiao Shi wore. The ring itself was made of some kind of metal. Compared to the brass rings of Superman and Cantonese Porridge, my ring was a matte black with gold thread inlaid on the engraving. It was practically a work of art. ...Through the dense fog, I finally saw a glimmer of light. The image of the ring surged through my retina like an electric current, drilling into my brain through my optic nerve, connecting those bizarre memories. Fat Old Du, reaching out to play with Xiao Shi in the luxury car. The eerie car-burning images on Xiao Shi's phone, and the powerful aura she exuded after being raped that day. The striving, scarred Superman. The three kids whose personalities had drastically changed, and the once-collapsed, yet overly calm Guangdong Zhou. Mian Hua, like a queen. All of this must be related to this ring. And this ring is related to Xiao Shi! My phone beeped loudly. Right, he said he'd message me on Line! There must be something important in the message. I quickly swiped to unlock it, and an unusual heat began to spread across my palm. I didn't care about anything else! Unlock it quickly! Unfortunately, the phone's fingerprint recognition was terrible; it took four or five tries to unlock. By then, my palm was even hotter. Let me see… This ring is a token, a token of slavery. Those who wear this ring, necklace, bracelets, anklets, or collar are all controlled by the ancient Huang family. Slaves must not betray the royal family, otherwise the secret poison within the token will be injected into their bodies, and they will die within seven days if they do not take the antidote. Reading this, I broke out in a cold sweat. Will they all die? However, because the original poison has been lost, potassium cyanide is now used instead. It has an almond smell and is extremely toxic, killing quickly and effectively. What a load of nonsense. When the Huang family wants to discard a slave, they inject poison. The token is also injected with poison as soon as it is detected and about to be removed. You could say their entire lives are controlled by the Huang family, but being controlled by the token is not easy. This ring I'm giving you is the highest-ranking ring for slaves, and it doesn't contain any poison mechanism. Great… I was thinking, why are you giving me a suicide device? Just as I was about to continue reading, my phone suddenly became unbearably hot, and I reflexively threw it away. In the afterimage of the phone hitting the ground, I vaguely saw the words "Save everyone," then the screen went dark and it crashed to the floor. A thick, cotton-candy-like white smoke billowed from the edge of the screen, growing larger and larger. Damn! I thought watching the message CD and recording would just be a movie effect, but it was real!
Ripples appeared around the edge of the pure black phone screen, the LCD screen changing color due to the high temperature. "Tang, the doctor is here... Ouch!! Oh my god!" my mother screamed. Well, my light blue phone was happily spewing thick smoke; anyone would be nervous. The old man in the next bed opened the cubicle and shouted, "Damn it, you little brat... Damn it! You little brat!"
"Get it fixed, help!" The old woman in the bed two beds next to mine joined in the shouting. The fire sensor activated at the same time, the phone rang loudly, and the cold, rusty-smelling fire extinguisher immediately poured down on me. I'm very strong... Since it can become my phone's phone, it can't be a weak thing! As if to prove my belief, the phone, unextinguished by water, instead spewed out a beautiful jet of flame like sparks of victory. Half an hour later, numerous reporters and media outlets arrived, shoving microphones next to the charred phone and asking, "Why did you spontaneously combust?" The phone remained silent. Another group of media, with feigned seriousness, picked up a phone from the same brand and said, "Another case of spontaneous combustion involving Taiwanese Gorilla phones. Would you trust a phone like this?" They then slammed their phones to the ground, eagerly anticipating whether they would explode. "That doesn't mean all phones are safe," a reporter said, looking like a defeated dog. "Here comes the hammer! One hit and the phone will definitely explode!" Another reporter grabbed a large hammer that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. "Great! Great!" they cheered. I watched everything coldly from the sidelines. Foolish. Would I believe such a foolish spectacle? A phone spontaneously combusting? Ridiculous! The more this happened, the more I believed there was some ulterior motive at play. The only remaining evidence was this ring. "We urge all users who still possess the Gorilla 7 to return or exchange it immediately." I turned and left, ignoring the reporter's murmurs. Huang Shih-han! I'm going to expose your mask! To be continued... Ye Xuanxingchen Gold Coins +8 Repost and Share, Red Envelope Offered!

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