Xiao Bailong said, "Brother Wukong, am I very handsome too?"

Sun Wukong asked, "Do you want to listen to the truth?"

Xiaobailong said, "Of course I will listen to the truth."

Sun Wukong stretched out three fingers and said, "Two words."

The little white dragon stretched out four fingers and said, "Two words, are you handsome?"

Sun Wukong sneered and said, "Ha~, two words, don't make a fuss."

Sun Wukong and the little white dragon continued to maintain their stiff body, motionless and expressionless.

The sundial hour hand on the blackboard of the Spirit God in the non-mind retarded class was rotating quickly. The students in the non-mind retarded class walked in and out, chasing each other, some were studying, some were drawing villains on the blackboard of the Spirit God, etc. It was really a lively picture.

The sky gradually turns darker, and then turns whiter. The night and day alternate wildly.

Sun Wukong and Xiaobailong sat still on the spot, still keeping their stiff bodies, motionless. The scenes around them changed rapidly, and Sun Wukong and Xiaobailong remained silent.

For a long time, I walked past it without doing anything.

Sun Wukong and Xiao Bailong were lying on the window of the non-mind-retarded class, looking out the window a "little couple" talking about love.

Sun Wukong felt so eager to see him and sighed, "It's strange, why is my heart so powerful after this disaster? It's very entangled and uncomfortable."

Little Bailong held the drawing paper and the pen in his hand, and compared the "little couple" outside the window, and then said, "Brother Wukong, why do you think I have that feeling of empty heart? I'm afraid that if I'm idle, once I'm idle, it's even more uncomfortable than death."

Sun Wukong smiled softly, then sighed and said, "Oh, it took too much time, so he was punished by God."

The little white dragon focused outside the window and said, "Why should we hang our heads on the beam and thorns on the thighs?"

Sun Wukong said: "This is not enough, just use your heart. If the situation is not bad, right?"

The little white dragon was painting on the drawing paper, looking very fascinating.

Sun Wukong asked again: "Is that right?"

The little white dragon was still drawing on the drawing paper, looking very enthused, as if he hadn't heard Sun Wukong's question to him.

Sun Wukong said, "I'm asking you, right?" As he said that, he looked at Xiao Bailong's serious look and said in surprise: "Oh, it seems that you are really going to change your face, but why are you so unaccustomed? You're so unaccustomed. Let me see what you are busy with?" After saying that, he snatched the painting in Xiao Bailong's hand and looked stunned.

Xiaobailong said, "I haven't finished drawing yet, it's not perfect."

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Isn't it perfect? ​​Little Bailong, are your skin from Lingshen aluminum alloy? This is called painting? Is there a difference between painting and not painting?"

Indeed, the paintings painted by Xiaobailong are very ugly stickman versions, the "little couple" outside the window cherishes pen and ink more than famous painters.

Sun Wukong sat in the chair in the auditorium of the Lingshen Touching Arms and Legs, which is the gymnasium of the Future Century. Then he looked at it in a daze with a book, and kept muttering, "I really worked hard."

Huayin rehearsed the dance of the spirit god with several spirit god female students in the center of the Lingshen Touching Arms and Legs Hall.

The only person in the audience was Sun Wukong sitting there.

Sun Wukong smiled knowingly, bowed to Tang Xuanzang, and then accelerated to the Lingshen Academy.

Tang Xuanzang said in a long sigh: "This looks like a student." After that, he nodded with satisfaction.

It seemed that the same was true. Several spiritual god students held up their textbooks in front of the ancient building of Lingshen Teaching, sat in a squat, and several spiritual god students ran around the playground of Lingshen.

Several young couples were angrily talking about breaking up in the woods.

In the teaching rooms of several mentally retarded classes and non-mind-retarded classes, Lingshen Teacher was giving lectures to Lingshen students, and Lingshen students were very serious in listening to the lectures.

In that classroom, Teacher Lingshen was also teaching the whole class seriously, and the dead cockroaches were placed on the podium.
Chapter completed!