I digested those inexplicable, inappropriate and sudden emotions by myself.
"...It's all an illusion, everything is an illusion, that's right...Hahaha, right, I said it, right, how could I, I'm not a beast, right, that's right."
Erpang poked Sun Cong behind him. He had been paying attention to the boss for a long time.
The eldest brother was there alone, lost in thought, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.
Melancholy profile, deep look, so damn pretentious, so damn handsome.
When will he be able to have the same perfect profile as the boss, and a jawline that is clearer than the life plan.
With deep envy flashing in his eyes, Erpang turned around to share the news with his friends.
Before turning around, he carefully glanced at Bald Qiang who was spitting all over the podium, and a flash of disgust crossed his eyes.
"Brother has been mumbling for a long time, but I don't think something is right."
As a qualified lackey, Erpang is well versed in observing people's words and expressions. He cannot think about the boss, and he cannot think about the boss.
Sun Cong's name contains the word "Cong", and he did not waste this name.
He is insightful, intelligent and observant.
At least it is better than the boss Xie Huaijun who pretends to be ignorant even though he knows the truth and is just one step away from tearing a piece of paper but dares not to do so.
The second one is much better, he looks smart but is actually stupid and not very smart.
He said nothing, looked at Yu'er who was listening to the class attentively, and then turned his eyes to Xie Huaijun who was very close.
“Spring has come, it has come again…”
Erpang looked puzzled. Summer was almost over and autumn was coming soon.
What spring has arrived, and what has also arrived?
Erpang, who was playing with his hands, thought Congcong was weird and confusing.
He always says things that he can't understand, so weird.
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