"Sister Vivi, I'll tell you something, it's so funny!"

Looking at the text appearing on the phone screen, Lin Weiwei replied casually: "Ah? What?"

It’s not that she was impatient with Wang Yan, but that she had too many messy things in her heart, which made her brain mess up.

Facing the phone screen, she subconsciously slid up.

Two lines of words come into view.

"White! Horse! Silver! Gun! Lin! Ping! It!"

"Sa! Lang! Hey! Yo! You! The most handsome!"

Fourteen words, plus fourteen exclamation marks, were more than two, but she was dazed all morning.

whattheghost?!

Chinese can no longer fully express her confusion, so Da Weiwei fucked her English that she had not practiced for a long time, followed by two sentences of F tone that started with the tone.

My sister has a bad dream. Dog got up in the morning and asked her to get a secret code?!

It's so terrible, telepathy?!

Lin Weiwei threw down her phone irritably, grabbed her hands on her hair, her scalp stinged slightly, and her brain felt swollen and painful.

"drop!"

Another message came from WeChat, and she slid down to see...

Suddenly he widened his eyes.

The dog of the ever-good sister Xiao Liuli's family: "When I woke up, I found that I had a dream. I couldn't remember clearly other places. I just remember that you were wearing carved armor and riding on a white horse, shouting 'I am a white horse, silver spear Lin Pingzhi', and then you also named the horse Prince... Are you funny? Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Wo, your uncle!

Lin Weiwei was so scared that she was so scared that she seemed to be a fireball that she couldn't hold at all.

"Oh my god!"

He threw away his cell phone like a whistle.

Bang!

Bang!

It hits the wall, then falls to the ground, splits and completely destroys it.

Wang Yan waited for a long time without waiting for Lin Weiwei's response, and was extremely puzzled - what's going on? Why was she so calm?!

Pingzhi was quite calm, and when he replied to the news, it was already evening.

The new fruit 6S is very fragrant. After changing to a new phone, everything in the past is assumed to have never happened!

...

After waiting for Lin Weiwei's response, Young Master Wang did not dare to tease others anymore and changed his clothes to go to the stadium.

Teasing a person can be called coincidence, and teasing one by one is called death.

What if they confess their confessions while chatting, wouldn’t they miss the bottom of the scene?!

Take your time, take your time...

Hehe, there are many fun opportunities!

When they arrived at the playground, the brothers and sisters rushed up screaming.

"Brother, when you are not here, our class is so miserable!"

As expected...

"Captain, can you be more reliable?! What a big deal, I'll walk for a day and a half?"

The direct economic benefits of tens of millions of millions of yuan have leveraged 300 million yuan. Which one do you think is the biggest problem?

"That's right, boss, everyone's motivation and confidence are seriously lacking, and the game can be called a bloody collapse..."

Wow, it’s really fresh and refined!

It's hard to figure out whether this is a complaint or a flatterer.

Wang Yan glanced at Ruyu who spoke and asked directly: "Who allowed you to take off your sailor skirt?! I am not here, you should work hard to motivate everyone! You are another soul in our class!"

Ruyu was confused.

What a thing, blame me?!

Brother, you really are 666!

Everyone dared not really do anything to Wang Yan. They found a new target and immediately attacked him.

"Get back and change your clothes!"

"Twist your home dance!"

"Use your hair legs to spit out your opponents!"

"Be careful to wear safety pants, don't jump up like yesterday, with colorful pairs of shorts inside..."

...

He kicked Ruyu away with one kick, and Mr. Wang looked at the time and turned around.

"Where is Dou'er? Will it be his 5,000 meters next?"

Dumplings nodded: "I'm just preparing!"

Wang Yan wanted to laugh when he saw the dumplings.

In the dream, the main supervisor in the palace was a round dumpling. When he spoke, the dumpling skins were opened and closed, revealing the oily meatballs inside.

During the process of being raised to 300 kilograms, Wang Ergou ate a lot of food in the palace.

The food ran around everywhere, and sometimes he went straight to Ergou and was taken down on the spot, and then bitten it after being peeled.

But Ergou never ate the dumpling.

Is it because His Highness the Princess refused to let him go or because he didn’t want to?!

The specific reason is unknown.

Looking back now, the metaphor is strong.

I just don’t know if Jiaozi himself has any memories of dreams?

If so, it is a dream together.

If not, it is a projection in someone's memory.

Mr. Wang casually tempted: "How did you sleep yesterday?"

Jiaozi was searching for Holland beans everywhere. When he heard the problem, he did not look back and responded casually: "It's pretty good. Alas, Dou'er is there, the competition begins soon!"

So what's going on with her?

Wang Yan couldn't judge.

Yes, go see the Holland beans!

During the transition, Wang Yan carefully learned about the situation of the game.

"What ranking has our class got now? How about the points?"

Everyone spoke in a silence.

"At present, there is only one champion, the fat women's shot put!"

"There is a third place in Dou'er's 1500 meters!"

"Bo Ping Long Jump is also the third place!"

“The 4×400 relay race has been eliminated.”

"The handsome woman has a runner-up in high jump."

"We now have 29 points, 10 points in the championship, 5 points in the runner-up, 6 points in the third place, and 8 points in the finals."

Wang Yan was very happy: "Oh, can the girls in our class be okay?"

"Then you guys are not good at it, so we girls can only rely on ourselves!"

Who do you look down on this?

But Wang Yan had no confidence in his heart and did not dare to show off.

The two afternoon games were difficult.

...

When they found Holland beans, Tang Butian and others were cheering him up.

"1500 meters cannot maximize your advantage. Even so, Dou'er, you will still win third place. 5000 meters is your home court and you will definitely win!"

"Yes, they are all old opponents. You know their depth and better understand their sprint speed. Don't be afraid, just do it!"
To be continued...