At the beginning of human life, people are naturally good. Not doing homework makes you a hero, what if the teacher beats you?
At the beginning of human life, people are inherently good. Not doing homework makes you a hero. What if the teacher hits you? Grab a kitchen knife and fight back. What if you can't win? Go downstairs and ask Ultraman for help. What if you can't find him? Grab an AK and fight. What if you still can't hit? Grab your backpack and get lost! Everyone sleeps in class, can't answer anything on tests, grades are basically single digits, can smoke and play cards, never queue for food, skip class in groups, send messages until out of credit, spend money freely on the street, obsessed with crossing over, forget fatigue underground, smash hand drum in Dance Revolution, can perform in Ask the Way unknowingly, never retreat in racing games, kill freely in World of Warcraft, long live crappy schools. Want something, get nothing; huge addiction to smoking; fail at everything; speak horribly. Served in the military, stood guard, acted like a hooligan, joined the party. Don't cheat on exams, just fart; don't use books in exams, simply a pig; don't panic when cheating, just play it cool. Alive as a Chinese, die as a Chinese soul. Want me to learn foreign languages? Impossible. Not enthusiastic about grabbing food, IQ problem. Don't fart in class, intestinal problem. When the Chinese teacher turns around, Lu Xun is willing to work as a servant for kids. When the math teacher turns around, can solve sixth-degree equations in the sixth power. When the English teacher turns around, speak foreign languages fluently worldwide. When the physics teacher turns around, lift the Earth with a lever. When the chemistry teacher turns around, turn carbon dioxide into gasoline. When the labor teacher turns around, showcase broken scrap metal. When the PE teacher turns around, even Daiyu can play soccer. When the politics teacher turns around, the whole class sleepwalks. When the art teacher turns around, even Mona Lisa is flirtatious.
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Cough cough cough… Speaking of which, the first few lines are something even elementary school kids know. My little sister recites them nonstop every day, and my ears have grown calluses!
I'll tell you a secret. Actually, I am Ultraman.
Inner voice~.~
Master Cang.
When the boring teacher at school tells you to write an essay, you can just follow along in class.
...so messy, like a log in Wo space
If this passage is read by mixing dialects from different places, it will have different characteristics…
Top teacher Cang!!
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