The Lord God Depends on Me

After waiting for a long time, everyone was relieved.

Fairy Hu was full of worries and grievances: "Xiao Fengfeng, you, you help others, their legs are weak."

Ren Xiaofeng: ...

I, did I miss something, I was too invested in the drama just now.

"Huh? You have finished rehearsing the script? It just so happened. I bought you milk tea. It's cold here. Drink it while it's hot."

Ye Wanlin instructed the Rainbow Youth League to move a few boxes of brewed milk tea out of the backstage, and the Fairy Hu couldn't wait to take a cup.

"Hu Da, cough cough, Teacher Hu, you must have the majesty of a teacher."

Ren Xiaofeng looked at her anxiously and couldn't help but remind.

Big Fairy Hu directly "gurgled" and drank two big mouthfuls: "Ha ah~, my old lady needs milk tea to continue her life!"

Only the warmth protected by these hands can comfort my soul torn by you.

Ye Wanlin handed the milk tea in her hand to Ren Xiaofeng: "What's wrong with everyone? It's just a cup of milk tea? How do you feel that their souls have been purified?"

Ren Xiaofeng felt very happy: "Who knows?"

Wow, Goddess Ye made her own milk tea, no regrets!

"Huh? Huang Mao, how did you come in?"

Perceiving the people around him rushing to the backstage, Zhou Wan certainly wouldn't miss it.

But I didn't expect that people from the Rainbow Youth League actually came in.

Huang Mao happily handed over a cup of milk tea: "Oh, Young Master Zhou, you are here too, let's help the eldest sister..."

Huh!

In an instant, a killing intent surrounded his neck.

Zhou Wan looked puzzled: "Big sister head? What big sister head?"

As soon as these words came out, the killing intent surrounding the yellow fur's neck instantly became a bit richer.

Huang Mao broke out in a cold sweat and quickly said: "Yes, that is, our eldest sister saw Goddess Ye's eyes. When Goddess Ye was buying milk tea just now, our eldest sister was afraid that other gangsters would bully her."

"Young Master Zhou, you also know that the people on our mixed roads are all haunted at night, and the eldest sister is afraid of the offensive Ye Goddess."

"Uh, not all. So many milk teas for Ye Goddess to be taken by herself at night, isn't it? Isn't this, Zhou Dashao, have you not taken special care of it before."

"So we are here to help..."

At the end, he also added a special sentence: "These milk teas are made by the goddess Ye herself, and we are only responsible for helping with the removal."

Sure enough, there were so many rhetoric around, only this last sentence immediately caused Zhou Wan to divert her attention.

Only then did Huang Mao feel the killing intent on his neck dissipate.

Worthy of being the eldest sister who is known as "bad handsome", this **** oppressive feeling, I take it!

I didn't expect that Ye Wanling, the goddess of high coldness, was actually the legendary "bad handsome".

Looking at the goddess Ye who is not far away, who is gentle and gentle and accepts other people's thanks, Huang Mao suddenly has a sense of superiority that "everyone is drunk and I am alone".

Ye Wanlin on the other side was also relieved at this moment.

Almost exposed.

Black history! Properly black history!

If it weren't for too much milk tea and she couldn't find anyone to help, she wouldn't expose herself.

Unexpectedly, I asked my old brother to help and call a few people to help. It was actually the Rainbow Youth League under Zhou Wan's hands.

Suddenly, she suddenly figured out why her plan to take pictures of Liu Xinyue's true face suddenly turned yellow.

It's weird to let these guys do things.

Ren Xiaofeng looked over: "Huh? Goddess Ye, what's the matter? A tired look?"

Ye Wanlin smiled and said, "It's nothing, maybe, it's because the rehearsal is too tired."

Liu Xinyue drank milk tea and glanced at Ye Wanlin.

I seem to have discovered something extraordinary.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Interesting."

......

Maybe it was too hard to rehearse last night, or maybe it was after going home to work hard to figure out the script.

So when Ren Xiaofeng came to the classroom the next morning, most of the people had dark circles under their eyes.

Seeing the sluggishness of a class of people, he has a guilty conscience inexplicably.

Xia Qingshuang yawned: "Hey, perverted man, I will explain everything you want. If nothing happens, I can prepare it today."

"You didn't sleep well last night? Are you so careful?"

Ren Xiaofeng is very pleased, maybe, watching his subordinates do their best is the fun of being a squad leader.

Xia Qingshuang nodded: "Yes, yes, I am so serious and responsible. When the people below are purchasing, I will follow along."

Follow...?

Ren Xiaofeng keenly grasped the key words: "Where did you go to buy?"

"Of course it is the Dragon World, let me tell you, there is a new milk tea shop there, and there is blueberry milk tea. It tastes very good..."

Ren Xiaofeng sat back in his seat and lay quietly on the desk.

Sorry, it is my fault to expect you.

The Chinese teacher walked into the classroom and looked at the ailing students who had stayed up late to study, feeling a little unbearable in his heart.

Really, what a nice boy.

This is almost the school celebration, and my students are still staying all night.

I think back then, I also studied hard day and night, and finally grew into an excellent teachers of the people.

I am not the kind of gloomy teacher who speculates that students are too excited because of the approaching school celebrations, and cause them to languish the next day after failing to sleep well.

So, after setting out the text memorization task intimately, I focused on correcting the monthly examination papers.

Thinking of these cute students who are thirsty for knowledge, the Chinese teacher raised his head, and said with a look of unbearable: "Recite yourself carefully, and be silent."

Everyone:...

Ah, the Chinese teacher is still as cruel as ever.

Only Zhou Xiao Fatty's eyes showed a lot of regret.

The paper hasn't been approved yet, I'm kind of enjoying that highlight moment.

Therefore, in foreign language class, when he saw his foreign language papers, he looked suspicious of life.

Then, he glanced at Xia Qingshuang's paper.

Snapped!

He slapped the foreign language roll he had just received on the desk with a slap.

I stood up with excitement.

"Ms. Song! I report! Someone has tampered with my grades!"

I obviously did it right, so why only have 27 points!

This broke his own minimum record.

Keke, the lowest record in a foreign language.

Foreign language teacher Song looked over with a blank face: "Oh, yes, I will forget if you don’t tell me. This time, in our class, someone had the wrong answer card painted on the answer sheet. You said, how should I punish? Such a student."

Zhou Xiao Fatty:! ! !

Sun Tianzheng craned his neck to look at Zhou's test paper.

Then......

! ! !

"Grandpa Zhou! I'm fighting with you!"

Sun Tianzheng squeezed Zhou Xiaofatzi's collar, and flicked wildly up and down.

What am I?

27 points?

After listening to my indoctrination, I only got 27 points in the test?

Is this a human thing?

Do not!

Even pigs can't do such a thing!

Ren Xiaofeng looked surprised when he saw his foreign language papers.

Huh?

Why is there 10 more points?

Then.....

Inexplicably guilty.

Oh, I painted the wrong answer sheet myself.