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5 Ye Ye is the most adorable in the world

"The weather is really good today." Mo Yan, who was watching the sun at the top of the blue sky, was trying to exude his extra enthusiasm. He was blocking his forehead with his right hand and observing it, saying happily that it was raining raining in the early morning of the night before yesterday, and Mo Yan's computer network card was burned because of this. Perhaps just like the words that came to life at some point, a woman's temper was like the weather, changing.

Because he promised his friend Tang Yu to go to the comic exhibition with him today on QQ yesterday, Mo Yan naturally woke up at about ten o'clock in the morning. He originally wanted to roll on the bed sheet for half an hour to make the bones that were still stiff when they woke up softened, but Mo Yan calculated the time and decided to get up as soon as possible.

After five minutes of washing up like this, he went downstairs with the burned host box of the network card to replace the network card for the computer city near the community. At this time, Mo Yan was thinking for the first time whether to buy a means of transportation. Even as a high school student, he could buy an electric car. Now he is still very relaxed in his hand.

"Forget it." After thinking about the means of transportation for a while, Mo Yan gave up decisively. As for why... it's very simple, Mo Yan couldn't help but think that when the level of his abuse and killing increased, wouldn't he fly around like a hero in a martial arts novel? Is it better to fly in the air to glide and attack in the air?

Wuwang High School, which is the high school where Mo Yan is studying, is not far from the community where he lives, and it is only more than ten minutes walk, so Mo Yan usually walks on his feet when he goes to school. Of course, seeing countless students in the same school dressed in a straight dress and a dedicated person to pick them up and down in a luxury car, it is impossible to say that there is not a little jealousy in his heart. Fortunately, Mo Yan is the type who doesn't like to express his inner activities on his face. In Tang Yu's words, it is 'Maybe waiting for the day when you die, maybe he will also welcome it with this expressionless attitude of facial paralysis and expressionlessness'. This kind of tone of hiding among friends that avoids the vicious tone made Mo Yan smile and take it over.

Let me say here that Wuwang High School, where Mo Yan is currently studying, is very free to wear clothes. As long as you are not wearing a golden lion king's explosive head, dressed in a non-mainstream dress, or are too exposed to the school, the rest of the clothes are very casual, and there is no design of school uniforms that you must wear during the Monday flag raising ceremony. Everyone has a certificate of identity like school signs.

Perhaps this will lead to many people asking, isn’t it impossible to do this without rules? But you have to think carefully about how to set up the so-called rules so as not to touch the eyebrows of special students. After all, as the top three key high schools in the city, there are still many rich second-generations in it, such as the son of the Minister of the Education Department and the son of the Public Security Bureau. These rich second-generations are everywhere, and some students’ fathers are the kind of military officials who can wave their hands and call a fully armed army of thousands to flatten the school.

As for students who have no background, who come to school from rural areas, I'm sorry, they are all a group of academic masters with IQs up to 180. They just convey the kindness of the existence of the rich second-generation academic poor in the exam. That is not something ordinary people can do when they say they can do it.

Walking into the school gate that will be back in a few days, the buildings and scenery nearby that can be compared with key universities make people want to stop and take a closer look. As a student who had already polished his freshness when he first entered high school, Mo Yan calmly walked towards the gymnasium.

The place where the gymnasium is set up is very far from the gate. You need to pass through the teaching building and the teacher building, then turn left at the convenience store at the end, then pass through the canteen that can accommodate thousands of people, and walk forward for another two hundred meters and pass through a white arched stone bridge.

At the entrance of the gymnasium, there are almost all handsome men and beautiful women wearing gorgeous anime costumes, many of which are conservative, and of course there are also some exposed Cos costumes. The unique fair skin of youth makes Mo Yan feel like hell of a dream.

At this moment, Mo Yan's heart moved, thinking that no one could see the system panel of the original torture of the slaughter, so he opened the attribute panel openly under the shade of the tree opposite the entrance of the gymnasium, and looked at a special ability and said stutteringly: "Is it thirty minutes? If it is calculated well, the ten-minute cooling time will not be able to hide it." Just as Mo Yan was immersed in some ridiculous thoughts in his heart, a shout of excitement and a bit of obscene tone pulled him back to reality.

"Hey, wait a moment, that Hatsune girl over there, don't leave!" Tang Yu was imitating Stephen Chow to say, 'What are you fighting for? I'm a fool!' The tone that Mo Yan could hear made him feel that it was right or wrong for such a friend. Tang Yu was holding him to save a month's pocket money before buying a high-tech digital camera and was walking around in the crowd. When he saw the beautiful girl wearing exposed clothes, he took a picture.

"What are you excited about Tang Yu? I don't have time to wait until I get inside." Just as Tang Yu came around to the periphery of the crowd, the sound of shouting his name behind him subconsciously turned around. When he saw someone Mo Yan who had made him make him meet yesterday, he was overjoyed and squeezed out of the crowd and came to Mo Yan to pat his shoulder vigorously, and said angrily: "Why did it come so late! If you don't come, I want to leave you alone!"

It can be seen that most of the handsome cos and beautiful girls gathered at the entrance of the gym are waiting to make an appointment to attend the comic exhibition together, otherwise they would have entered the venue long ago.

In response to the unique anger shouts between Tang Yu's friend, Mo Yan just shrugged and replied with his unchanging dead fish eyes: "Are you here now? Alright, go in quickly, aren't you waiting in urgent need?" As he said this, Mo Yan walked around the crowd from the right and entered the comic exhibition venue from the weakest part of the crowd on the right at the entrance of the gymnasium.

Tang Yu put his thumbs in his pocket with Mo Yan's hands and walked into the venue slightly shorter, thinking something without anger.

The ticket for the comic exhibition is 50 yuan per person, and the price is not too bad. Of course, this is only for the rich second generation. Mo Yan and Tang Yu, the rich second generation whose father relies on investment projects to become a millionaire, is not really money. Moreover, the organizer will definitely pay a lot of remuneration just by borrowing the gymnasium of Wuwang High School to hold a comic exhibition. If the ticket is too low, it will not even be able to get the cost back.

"I'll go change my clothes, wait for me here." Looking at the locker room at the entrance of the stairs on the first floor of the gymnasium and comic exhibition venue, it was actually the toilet. Mo Yan's heart moved and stared at a pair of young beautiful girls wearing mini skirts and cos. The snow-white, tender and slender friend who was eating "ice cream" in the lower half was exposed. Hearing Mo Yan seemed to say something in his ear, he ignored whether he had heard it clearly, waved his back to Mo Yan and waved his hand to him and wanted him to hurry up.

"Wait a minute, Mo Yan seemed to say... he wanted to change his clothes." After getting addicted to his eyes, Tang Yu suddenly remembered Mo Yan's words before leaving, and immediately made him show an apocalyptic expression and look in the direction of the locker room below the stairwell. Drops of sweat flowed down his forehead, and he swallowed the saliva that surged into his throat and stared nervously in the direction of the locker room.

"Huh!? This girl is so cute!" The friend Tang Yu had been waiting for did not come out, but instead a cute girl with a slut of a man-like divine light appeared. More than a dozen teenagers or uncles raised their shooting tools, knelt near one knee, and took photos of the cute girl who appeared with heavy breath.

The girl who appeared was very cute. She looked only twelve years old and was wearing a boldly exposed black kimono. Two red slender ropes were x-shaped around the girl's delicate collarbone. The length of the kimono was very short. Under the light fabric, you can see her slender and white thighs. Her pink thighs were also covered with pure white stockings tied with bows. She wore dark brown high-top women's lace-up boots to add a cute and cute temperament to her. Her exposed shoulders were as white and smooth as snow, and her upright appearance was as delicate as artwork. She had wet and shiny black hair at her waist. Her beautiful long hair was made of red strings and black bows as hair accessories. Her skin was as delicate as white peaches with peeled skin.

The girl is very delicate, like a porcelain doll, but to say the only thing that is the beauty is probably the delicate appearance and eyes that are indifferent without any touch. The cold temperament and the lively and cheerful personality of the character of Cos seem out of place.

"Huh!?" Tang Yu let out a shocking voice, asking why!? Because the top young and tiny loli in front of him actually walked towards him, and even came to him to stand in front of him. The first sentence he said made him look Spartan: "Clothes are changed, Tang Yu, let's go."

"You are Mo Yan!!??" Recalling the three-no boy who likes to sit alone in the classroom, often blocking his chin with bangs, and gives him an answer during the exam, he looked at the top young and young loli who is almost perfect in his eyes, who is almost perfect in the heroine of "The Skillful Girl Will Not Be Injured". The appearance between the two gradually matches his mind.
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