Chapter 196： I have to use my hands... (1/2)

Qinshan Martial Arts School adheres to the principle of maximizing benefits. Not only does it charge fees for invitations and booths, but even the fines are several times the base city standard.

Regarding students, it is an old way to motivate students' sense of competition through prizes and credits. Two-pronged approach, we are not afraid that a group of children will not take the bait.

The school, who didn't even bother to arrange a seat, built such a luxurious shack for the students performing the show, and the flow of heavy bleeding was comparable to that of an aunt.

The internal area of ​​the temporary shed is at least several thousand square meters, and is divided into various regional rooms, so that students and guests can prepare for the anniversary party program.

Through dozens of sets of audio broadcasts, the principal of Qinshan Wushu School’s speech on the stage was round and sonorous, and the content of the speech was vivid and vivid. The big-name guests and official personnel of the base city under the hot air were already moved. Sweaty.

In the background, a group of children ranging from eight to nine years old to twelve or thirteen years old gathered in the partition hut and turned a deaf ear to it.

Qin Sheng is considered to be the older one, just running back from Lin Chou's side.

Soon after the fat-eared principal finished his speech, the first program was his.

However, according to past experience, this fat man will become a quantum state after he gets the microphone. No matter how rich your knowledge is, you can't calculate when he will step down.

Qin Sheng roared, ”Where is the tiger, who has seen the second tiger?”

A group of people, look at me and look at you, silently gave Qin Sheng an answer.

Qin Sheng is very loyal, especially to this bear child who is younger than him.

Such an important program, many credits, don't want it? How can this work!

”Find it for me! Hurry up, hurry up! I'll be on stage soon, don't you know...”

A group of friends hurried away obediently, and half a minute later, there was a loud noise from outside, opening and closing doors, kicking, and breaking things, as well as the screams of women in horror.

Qin Sheng patted his forehead, and sighed like a little adult, ”You can't teach a child!”

The door opened, and Qin Erhu and a small partner walked in with his arm.

”Erhuzi, where did you go!”

The second tiger said aggrieved, ”I didn't run, it's the gourd baby... this kid has to go home to find his mother and drink milk...”

Qin Sheng had a terrible headache. He looked at the gourd baby with a blue nose and a swollen face. His face was still dragged with two clear noses, ”What's the matter?”

Erhu pushed the gourd baby, Gulu, who was pretending to be dead, opened his eyes, ”Wow... I want to drink milk... I want my mother...”

Qin Sheng twitched the corners of his mouth, ”Huzi, is the snot baby really only one year younger than you?”

This is more than a year younger, who can believe it?

The gourd baby should be crying and milking in her mother's arms...

Erhu scratched his head with his silver-white right hand in the process of alienation, sparks flickering,

”Uh...I was pretty sure before, but now I'm not so sure...”

Qin Sheng asked, ”Then how did he get this injury?”

Huluwa grieved, ”I want to drink milk, greedy the baby... There is a cow on the side of the road, I followed it, it looks unhappy, very unhappy... But I help it It's milked... Mom is very happy when I drink my mother's milk...”

(Stop, stop, the line is over!)

Also, where did the cows come from in TM school?

Qin Sheng smiled almost lying on the ground, ”You mean that you, a guy who is about to complete his first alienation, was...beaten by a cow?”

Gourd Baby squeezed a nasal bubble from her nose, ”At first it was very good. When I held its only head and milked it, it struggled crazily... Its milk is so big, there must be a lot of it. Milk, milk is delicious, very sweet...Wow...I want to go home to find my mother, I want to drink milk...”

”What are you talking about? A milk...”

Qin Sheng and Erhu murmured in cold sweat, and shouted at the same time.