Chapter 263: Stuck Doll Clothes

The Secret Base sponsored each of Class 1 and Class 2 Art Class of Grade 2 to have an autumn jacket as class uniforms.

Naturally, it means Anting.

He didn’t think it was that complicated. It was purely because Chen Jing, the newly appointed personal assistant, asked about this matter, "Mr. An, you sponsored class uniforms for your class last year. Can you still donate today?"

Since you have asked this, then donate it.

According to the plan, Anting only sponsors his own class, but Qiao Liang said that his class also wanted to sponsor it, so it happened that the first class of the second grade of high school and the second grade art class would appear together. It was a small innovation. Yes, I agreed.

It’s interesting to say.

Because Xu Qingshu has a good relationship with Teacher Xu.

And because the five-person group has a good relationship with Qiao Liang.

Over and over again, the art class of the second year of high school and the first class of the second year of high school became brother classes, and the relationship was very good.

That night.

Anting was eating instant noodles in the corridor of the dormitory when he received a call from Xu Qingshu, who came specifically to thank him.

"Mr. Song, I am very grateful for your generosity."

The familiar clip sound is as gentle as ever.

An Ting found this resentful teacher really interesting and said with a smile: "No need to thank me, these are very small things."

"Oh..."

Xu Qingshu knew that the other party was telling the truth.

According to her understanding, Secret Base is already the number one beverage brand in the South and has sponsored over a hundred jackets, which is a very small thing.

This time, the other party did not ask for the secret base’s logo to be painted on the class uniforms. It was obvious that they had no utilitarianism, or that they looked down on these trivial marketing methods.

Actually...

The relationship between "Mr. Song" and Xu Qingshu is, on the one hand, to blame the school leaders for soliciting sponsorship; on the other hand, it is Anting who can put Zhang Jing in charge. This trivial matter was just a matter of fun at the time, and we had to communicate by ourselves.

Until this moment, Anting was still playful and brought up old things again, saying: "Teacher Xu, I have seen your maid photo, it is very good."

Hearing this, Xu Qingshu blushed. She didn't expect that Mr. Song would really look at her maid photos. He really had a soft spot for maid costumes.

"Ah... you just like it."

After a short joke, Anting got back to business and talked about sponsorship, saying: "Teacher Xu, I am actually... the first middle school studiesborn. "

"Ah...really? "

Although Anting said so, Xu Qingshu's understanding was that the other party was once a student of No. 1 Middle School and has now graduated.

"Really, I I like it there and I'm willing to sponsor it. ”

A year ago, when he sponsored the New Year’s Day party for No. 1 Middle School, Anting still thought that he might as well sponsor the technical secondary school in his previous life; now, he has actually changed and is very happy to sponsor No. 1 Middle School. I have already fallen in love with this campus.

The voice seems immature and full of youthful feeling, but it also reveals a trace of weathered tenderness.

"I...I, too, like it. campus. "Xu Qingshu forgot the sound of the clip and said a little bit nymphomaniacally.

Previously, Xu Qingshu had been the boss behind YY's secret base. A large part of the reason was that he was anxious to get out of the single, as long as the other party's conditions were good. Yes, that's how it is for men who have never met before; and at this moment, her 26-year-old aunt's heart really accelerated.

Since Anting's last instruction, Xu Qingshu In fact, I have figured it out a little bit - I am indeed a young man who is under control, and I can't stand those men with strong intentions.

Although I am a young man who is under control, it is impossible for me to take action against students.
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Mr. Song is indeed the best target.

There have been rumors from the outside that the boss behind the secret base is a young man with a lot of money.

　However, it was not verified.

She mustered up the courage and said: "Mr. Song, I would like to ask, how old are you this year? "

Is it next year?

Anting doesn't know Xu Qingshu's inner drama, half truth and half lie, "I started a business when I was a student. ”

I started my own business after graduating from the third year of junior high school. It was indeed a start-up when I was a student.

The brand Secret Base has only been established for two years. Even if I started my business in my senior year, it was only 24 or 25 years old, really late!

Xu Qingshu was stunned.

"Then... do you have a girlfriend? "

Upon hearing this, Anting coughed crazily and was out of breath - he was not stupid, he could tell that his teacher had taken a liking to him.

It seemed like he was playing with a snake.

Xu Qingshu thought the other party was shy, so he coughed.

Oh my god! He was actually shy, and he really felt like a boy.

When Chen Jing called to report on work, Anting hung up on Xu Qingshu.

　……

　In the blink of an eye.

Late November.

At the end of autumn, the school sports meeting is here.

The entrance ceremony was still the same as before. Song Ci was already the webmaster of the radio station and still did not participate in the class's entrance ceremony. Instead, he was responsible for the introduction work above.

“The first class and the second grade art class of the second grade are coming towards us now...”

About the entrance ceremony.

It’s still the same as last year, everyone is wearing class uniforms, and a few students are wearing doll costumes.

The only difference is that Class 1 of Grade 2 is together with Art Class of Grade 2.

To this day.

The number of mascot members in the secret base has increased to 4. Anting did not wear the S rompers like last year, but put on the least popular A rompers and walked at the end of the queue. In front, carrying the class flag of Class 1, Grade 2.

Qiao Liang also wore B’s doll costume and carried the flag of the art class.

Because Song Ci was unavailable, S’s baby clothes were vacant.

Bao Weiwei was happy to put on B’s baby clothes and walk at the end of the queue.

Next to the rostrum, there is an external camp of the broadcasting station.

Song Ci looked down at the queue of Class 1, Grade 2, and focused his eyes on the two mascots at the front. He held his chin with one hand, feeling a little regretful.

If I had known earlier that I would not be responsible for the work of the radio station, it would have been more interesting to put on baby clothes and walk around with them.

The once arrogant girl is increasingly willing to release herself.

The scene returns to the scene between Anting and Qiao Liang.

The entrance ceremony is to walk around the 400-meter track and field, and we are already halfway through.

Although today is late autumn, the autumn tiger is actually here, and it is not as cold as expected. The temperature remains at around 20°C, and it is very hot when I am stuffed in my baby clothes.

An Ting was sweating profusely and complained, "It feels so uncomfortable."

"Pfft...Fortunately, I'm smarter." Qiao Liang said proudly on the side .

"Uh... witty?"

"Well, I took off my clothes and pants, and I only had my underwear on me, and it was very cold."

As soon as he came out, Anting froze and looked at Qiao Liang with strange eyes.

If you think about the picture, the girl with short hair and hairy hair inside the bloated and fat rompers is actually underwear + basketball shoes.

The huge track and field field,While walking, mascot A accidentally tripped.

Okay.

Just like last year, I jumped on the street in public.

　…

Last year, Anting was wearing a mascot rompers and had his nose poked by Xu Qingshu. He couldn’t see anything, causing him to jump on the street in public.

This year, Anting was also wearing a mascot babydoll suit. Hearing Qiao Liang’s outrageous remarks, he jumped into the street again.

People will not fall twice in the same place.

Except Anting.

The cliché caused everyone present to burst into laughter.

After the entrance ceremony, the group will be temporarily disbanded.

An Ting and Qiao Liang walked together. The former stared at the latter's body with strange eyes. He couldn't help it. This girl was not wearing any clothes, so it was difficult for people to ignore her.

Qiao Liang saw through the young man’s thoughts and crossed his arms, pretending to be pitiful, like a little lamb, but in reality he was a dark little devil. He joked, “Giggle, giggle, you can’t be sour. ."

The boy rolled his eyes and said: "Go away, quickly find a place to change back into normal clothes."

"Oh~"

As she spoke, Qiao Liang jumped away, looking like she was having a great time. She liked her mascot very much.

I should go to the women’s restroom to change.

An Ting is a boy, and he is neatly dressed inside. He does not need to find a place to change clothes. He can just take off his doll clothes openly on the track and field.

However.

What Anting didn’t expect was.

About ten minutes later, Qiao Liang, who was wearing a doll costume, came back. She had taken off her headgear, but her clothes had not been changed. She was still wearing the same fabric as the doll costume.

His face was dripping with sweat and his cheeks were flushed.

Anting asked in confusion: "Cranliang, why are you back?"

Why are you still the same if you didn't change your clothes?

“Brother Ting, something embarrassing happened.”

“What happened?”

Qiao Liang stood beside the boy and demonstrated sex. I pulled the zipper on the side and it got stuck.

Strictly speaking, it should be the zipper of the doll suit that got stuck on the hood.

It was stuck and motionless.

An Ting looked helpless, "You are stuck, what should you do with me? Wouldn't it be better to find a girl to help?"

My man, how can I help you? !

Once you take off the zipper, you will be wearing so little underneath. Is it embarrassing for you or me?

Qiao Liang felt aggrieved and replied: "I've looked for it, but it still doesn't work. I may have to cut it up... Because this dress belongs to you, so I have to ask for your permission."

This set of logic is impeccable.

I have asked girls for help, but they can’t solve it and can only cut it into pieces.

Before cutting the clothes, you must obtain the consent of the owner of the clothes.

The owner of the clothes is none other than Anting.

An Ting didn’t expect that this girl was quite polite, so she nodded and said, “Cut it.”

It’s just a doll costume, not important.

"Oh!"

Just at this moment, Song Ci came over, and Qiao Liang hurriedly asked for help.

After learning the whole story, Song Ci felt somewhat helpless, and said with a hint of ridicule: "As expected of you, Qiao Liang."

"555~" Qiao Liang acted coquettishly.

Then.

With Song Ci’s help, Anting was too lazy to care about this matter.

About half an hour later.

The external venue of the broadcasting station in Anting should be near the National Flag Station.

I happened to see Song Ci sitting in front of the closed microphone. I was still playful. I originally wanted to go up and scare her and get closer, but I didn't expect that this girl was lost and seemed to be stimulated by something.

Looking at his open palms, he felt a little trembling, as if he had touched something huge not long ago.

Speaking plausibly.

　“Oh my God…”

　“Why is it so big?”

　“I saw it last time at the water park in City A, obviously How can I grow up if I’m not so big?”

“Why don’t I grow up?”

As he spoke, Song Ci turned his attention to his...want Reach out and touch it, then compare it carefully.

At this moment.

An Ting couldn't help but said, "What are you doing?"

He really didn't know what the other person was doing. It was the first time he saw Song Ci. He looked so shocked, even a little nervous, so he needed to be concerned.

The sudden boy's voice startled Song Ci, her delicate body trembled, she quickly turned around and looked at the boy.

"Um...it's okay."

"Tell me, did something happen? Miss Song Ci..."

It was originally out of concern. , unexpectedly, it seemed that I had stepped on a thunderbolt.

When Song Ci heard the small words, the veins on his forehead popped out, forming an angry symbol. He slapped the table and said fiercely: "Try calling me little sister again?! Go to hell!"

After saying that, he left angrily.

Looking at the long and straight black girl, Anting tilted his head, with confusion written all over his face.

　“Um...what did I say wrong?”