Jiang Qin stared at the scenery in front of him for a while, and suddenly remembered the theme song of the cartoon “Journey to the West”.
No monsters, no beauties, no mountains of fire, no black silk skirts, they can all stop the wishful stick, big or small…
Is that what it sounds like?
Alas, it was so long ago that he couldn’t remember some of the lyrics clearly, but the first, fourth and last sentences were definitely correct. He was sure of this.
Jiang Qin turned to look to the right and found that Guo Zihang and Yang Shuan were very excited, but at the same time they were a little embarrassed.
After all, he is still a student, and he is just a freshman. He is not that courageous, and he does not dare to hug his sister or anything like that. He only has an eye-satisfying experience, and sighs like shasha are coming out of his mouth.
Sometimes the girl who was the lead singer would deliberately lift her skirt or wink at one of them, and the two of them would get very excited, but they still didn’t dare to move and only dared to discuss it secretly.
“Did you…see it just now?”
Guo Zihang blushed: “No, I didn’t see anything, hehe.”
Yang Shuan couldn’t help but laugh: “Hey, I didn’t see anything either.”
“I’m telling you, Lao Yang, I’ve been here once before a year ago, but I was a little nervous that day. I just lowered my head and was too shy to take a serious look.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll accompany you this time, so we can watch it with confidence.”
Zhao Zuchang felt uncomfortable watching from the side, but he still sat upright and smoked so hard that the cigarette butt almost spit out flames.
look?
What’s the point of just looking at it?
But it was like treating a guest to a meal. If the guests didn’t do anything, of course he was too embarrassed to do so.
This is called emotional intelligence.
As a result, a few people sung a pornographic song to perfection, full of civility, courtesy, nobility and purity.
The lead singer stopped singing the eighth song and replaced her with the next person while drinking water.
She also thought it was amazing, damn, it was the first time she encountered such a situation that didn’t require any stockings or throat.
Later, the singer was replaced by a mature Digimon wearing business attire and a hip-covering skirt. A pair of high heels stepped on the floor in time with the rhythm, making it sound slapping.
Although this elder sister’s voice was not very good and her singing skills were average, Lao Guo was obviously more excited, as if someone had punched her in the heart.
“It’s a bit like the female teacher who came to our class as an intern in the second year of high school. Her surname is Pei. Do you still remember her?”
“Lao Guo, you are so shameless. I thought you were quite honest in high school, but you are so frivolous?”