"ah……"

Wu Zhenyu was demented and tried his best to imagine that outfit.

The black silk calf and other things have a great impact on this guy.

He began to stop and wanted to say more Zhou Yi.

"Oh, young man, if you were baptized by the Internet, it would be so easy to allocate black stockings or something."

For some reason, Zhou Yi missed his junior sister a little, so he decided to buy several sets of JK for the junior sister to wear after the college entrance examination.

Next, Zhou Yi fully utilized his old-fashioned qualities to guide Wu Zhenyu to induce more core memory bubbles and read them carefully.

"Wu Zhenyu, I tell you that it is normal to like women. It is said that 18-year-old males have overseen hormones. The strongest man has an average of 158 seconds, which is just 3 minutes to think of one-time. The happiest person is teasing the little girl or something."

"Ah?!" Wu Zhenyu's two-point value was simply overwhelming.

"You show me that story and I'll tell you something else."

"Oh." For the sake of black silk, Wu Zhenyu agreed.

...

The next memory bubble began to involve the core area of ​​the black fog. The moment he touched it, Zhou Yi developed a strong anger that empathized with him.

The whole body seemed to be pressed by a big stone, creating a sense of suffocation.

The point of the conflict is the textbook fee at a certain time.

High schools are no longer compulsory education, and the Education Bureau’s constraints on schools are relatively relaxed.

Textbook fees are one of the important gray incomes for teachers.

The director of the teaching director, the 40-year-old Master Mie Jue, is the one who likes to recommend extracurricular tutoring books among all teachers. Although she teaches biology, as the director of the teaching director, she will be able to sell the entire school and naturally get the most.

She was happy after buying the tutoring book she recommended, thinking that it was a promising student; she was unhappy if she didn't buy her tutoring book.

Wu Zhenyu, whose family background is poor, naturally cannot afford too many tutoring books.

Sometimes, it is too expensive, so I won’t buy it.

So one day after class, Master Mie Jue was so angry that he got out a large group of people who didn't buy tutoring books.

Her voice was extremely loud, and she cursed: "I can't afford to buy tutoring books, what kind of school do you go to? I can't even afford books. I'll ask you how you can get into college? Can you afford the tuition? Is the university scholarship so easy to get?"

"When you go to college, you can't afford the tuition?!"

"Now I can't even pay the textbook fee, so it's better to drop out of school early and go to work!"

It seems that I can't afford to buy a book and will never have a future in my life.

In the end, the young class teacher was a little unable to bear it anymore and helped these poor students from the family to relieve the situation.

The young girl smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. The students in the senior year have extra tutoring books. I'll borrow a few for you. It's okay, don't keep it in your heart. I'll borrow some for you."

That time, Wu Zhenyu's face was hot.

He will never forget the curious eyes that the classmates cast when they were called out and scolded.

Especially some girls with big breasts were staring at them curiously.

I will never forget the cold snor that the teaching director, the biology teacher, made.

That was a cold snorting of disdain.

He was very grateful to the head teacher who helped him to help him, and from the bottom of his heart, he began to hate this snobbish teaching director.

...

...

Next memory bubble.

There are policies above and countermeasures below.

After all, Donghua City is not a big city with a wealthy economy. For parents, if they can spend less, they will be less.

More and more students are starting to borrow tutoring books from seniors.

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents.

The conflict between the class teacher and the teaching director is constantly expanding due to textbook fees.

The head teacher is a beautiful and young girl. She has just graduated from college and is quite protective of the students in the class.

Especially those poor students with better grades, she knew that studying is the best way for these children, and she often helped these students and helped them with tutoring books.

The director of the teaching director is an aunt in her forties, and is obviously an old man.

She believes that students are like wheat, walking one by one. How many people can really remember their names? How many people will come back to see themselves after graduation?

If the wheat is not cut, it will rot in the field.

Must be cut!

However, the fact is that one semester, the young class teacher was transferred to another school crying.

A similarly mean aunt came in.

Everyone will collect textbook fees together, and students who do not buy tutoring books will not be treated directly.

Naturally, Wu Zhenyu couldn't afford a tutoring book. His seat was moved to the last row, and his deskmate turned into a trash can with a rotten smell.

...

As the memory bubbles continue to read, the anger inside becomes increasingly intense.

Even this anger has interfered with Zhou Yi's own thinking, making him breathe a little uncomfortable.

Similarly, Wu Zhenyu's subconscious mind became anxious again and began to not cooperate very much. Even a ball of burning firecrackers could explode suddenly at any time.

Even if Zhou Yi said something about the old snake skin, he still seemed very anxious.

Damn it seems that there is no effect.

"This director is indeed a snob and doesn't look like a good person. How do you think it should be solved?"

"I want her to die!" Wu Zhenyu roared angrily.

"I want her to die! I want her to die!"

Zhou Yi shook his head: "Calm down, this is unreasonable. If you die with her, what should your father do? Besides, her fault will not deprive her life. There are too many such people in the world, and your thoughts are meaningless."

"I want her to die! Fight!" The strong anger almost made him lose his mind. The storm in the spiritual world gradually became bigger, and Wu Zhenyu began to constantly emphasize the sentence "I want her to die".

Zhou Yi subconsciously closed his mouth and continued to get to worry about this topic, which would only make the other party wake up from the nightmare.

"This guy...ah."

There was no way, and after thinking for a while, I could only summon the silent peeper and let it take my own quietly peeping.

"Ga?" At this moment, the eyeball appeared and found the black fog and wanted to escape from here.

Zhou Yi quickly settled it.

"What are you afraid of? Even if it has the potential to be 'resentful', it is still the one that has not been formed. You are already really resentful, what are you afraid of? Hurry up and peep for me, and let you go."

"Ga?" The silent voyeur begins to be happy. Although it is as timid as a mouse, voyeurism is its core obsession. The more it should not be seen, the more it has to look at it. Even if it is risking its life, it still needs to look at it...

Therefore, even without Zhou Yi's command, the silent voyeurist was already trembling and unable to help but peek at the core memory.
Chapter completed!