I Don’t Want to Win Lying Down

On the first day of composition training, Xu Mang was late... a whole hour late.

Who are you?

Ah? Xu Mang came to the classroom of the training class, only to see a middle-aged man with bald hair, looking at him suspiciously, and hurriedly said, Hello teacher, I am recommended by Teacher Wang Xuewang. student, my name is Xu Mang.

You are Xu Mang?!

The stupidest Xu Mang in the third year of high school? The bald middle-aged man looked surprised: Are you here for training? Then go to participate in the city's composition competition next month?

Hearing what he said, Xu Mang was very dissatisfied, even though what the teacher said was the truth.

Ahem!

Teacher...don't judge people by their appearance. I am quite good at literature. All the school legends are just smoke bombs I let go. Xu Mang looked calm, with an unfathomable feeling.

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Wait a minute, I'll look at the list again.

The balding middle-aged man checked the list again, and found Xu Mang's name on the outside of the cover of the last one, Class 1, Grade 3——Xu Mang...

It's so casual!

It is estimated that no one improvised?

But you should also collect some high-quality ones, right? Finding such a mentally handicapped person to come over, use connections to stuff money?

you...

Come in first, don't be late in the future. The balding middle-aged man was quite refined and easy-going, and he didn't make trouble because of Xu Mang's lateness and identity issues. Instead, he entered the classroom and started training.

There were thirty chairs and tables in the classroom, and there were only a dozen or so students who came to train. Xu Mang looked around and found that Yang Xiaoman was sitting by the wall, and there were three boys around. Dare to sit next to her.

Happens

Yang Xiaoman glanced inadvertently, and Xu Mang caught this glance.

What's the meaning?

Is this a signal to yourself?

help?

Student Xu Mang? The bald middle-aged man asked, Hurry up and take your seat, the teacher is about to give a lecture.

oh...

Xu Mang finally decided to sit next to Yang Xiaoman, next to her.

However,

As soon as Xu Mang's butt touched the cold chair, she felt four murderous auras rushing towards her. That's not right... Logically speaking, there should only be three murderous auras, why is there an extra murderous aura?

Could it be that he ruined the good thing about the violent airport? In fact, she was fishing for a girl?

Whoops!

Just as Xu Mang was thinking wildly, suddenly the back of his foot was severely injured, and the severe pain swept through his brain. The pain made him gasp three times, and he almost died from the cold.

Again?

The previous pain hadn't dissipated yet, and the second wave struck again. Xu Mang became angry. Although the violent airport is a martial arts practitioner, it doesn't mean that he can bully people casually. In a hurry, Xu Mang stretched out his evil hand To Yang Xiaoman's thigh, and it was still inside.

suddenly,

Time froze at this moment.

Yang Xiaoman's brain froze at that time. No one dared to be so presumptuous since he was a child, until he met Xu Mang...he...he even touched his place.

Xu Mang didn't dare to go too far, just touched it a little, and then stretched it back. He didn't want to be called a hooligan by others, but to Xu Mang's surprise, this trick was very useful.

The world is finally at peace,

sleep!

The composition training class was a special class for next month's composition competition for high school students in the city. No one would mess around with this kind of timing, but Xu Mang was different because he couldn't understand what the bald middle-aged man was saying at all.

What kind of close mirror cut telephoto mirror, what description of the character's heart, what normal dialogue structure... I don't understand.

The balding middle-aged man glanced at Xu Mang who was sleeping on his stomach, and was even more sure that this guy came through the back door. Since he went through the back door,

Then let him go, as long as he doesn't make trouble, some things can't be solved as a teacher.

However, the other students looked down upon Xu Mang's behavior. What's the matter? A place to train contestants, but there is a sleeping scumbag in such a place, and the sense of hierarchy has been lowered a lot.

But the trainer didn't say anything, and they didn't dare to say anything, so they could only endure in silence.

halfway through get out of class,

Xu Mang was surrounded by those three boys.

Please quit immediately! A tall student said, You are not welcome here!

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Xu Mang compared himself with him, and came to the conclusion that he couldn't beat him. Under such a premise, Xu Mang began to reason: Why? I was recommended by Teacher Wang Xuewang, what qualifications do you have to let me leave?

I'm on the school basketball team! said the student.

The school basketball team is a magical place. There are good and bad people in it, there are scumbags and top ones, but this group of people has one thing in common: they are all macho...the worst thing is that they are quite united.

This is an organization second only to the student union, and sometimes even better than the student union. As long as there are verbal and physical conflicts in the school, and you report that you are on the basketball team, or you know someone on the basketball team, the conflict will be resolved soon. can be solved.

The basketball team's...that's a little tricky.

Xu Mang had a lot of enemies in school, but basically they were all rotten persimmons. However, this school's basketball team was different. He couldn't beat anyone he picked at random. Those muscles...that lines...

yield?

No...shame on me!

Tough?

No way... can't beat it.

Xu Mang was in a dilemma, but at this moment he thought of Yang Xiaoman.

well?

Aren't you a martial arts practitioner? Xu Mang bumped Yang Xiaoman with his arm, and asked cautiously, Doesn't martial arts practitioners pay attention to seeing injustice? Now that I'm in trouble, can I fight against injustice?

roll!

Yang Xiaoman was deeply concerned about the incident of Xu Mang touching her thigh, and was extremely irritable. She gave him a hard look, and then shouted at the three boys, Get out of here too!

She told you to go away...

Can you bear it?

Xu Mang said innocently.

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The moment these three boys saw Yang Xiaoman, they had already regarded her as their goddess. The biggest reason why they bothered Xu Mang was that he sat beside his goddess.

But now the goddess told me to go, what should I do? Go away or not?

After a fierce ideological struggle, the three finally chose to leave, and they wanted to leave an obedient impression on the goddess when they met for the first time.

Seeing the three people leaving, Xu Mang couldn't help sighing, it turned out that they were licking dogs...

Is she really that attractive?

Xu Mang secretly glanced at Yang Xiaoman who was playing with his mobile phone. He has such a bad personality, such a short stature, such a flat chest, and a shriveled butt...a defective product among women, but he can't help but fascinate others... .

nothing more,

Perhaps this is the current popular aesthetic concept.

But one thing is commendable, with Yang Xiaoman, a violent airport, by his side, he feels very safe!

Can you take me home tonight?

There was a long silence.

good.

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