There are many benefits of barbecue.

About the delicious food that has been raging between the lips and teeth after the Maillard reaction.

Regarding whether barbecue food requires some cooking skills or zero time.

About how to make everyone eat what they want and eat enough.

It seems lively and lively about how to make a natural slut.

...

It’s easy to say about the venue. The school lacks everything, but it’s not short of land or money from various students’ resources to raise funds.

It is not difficult to find a ventilated, spacious, secluded, and grass-free concrete playground to play bbq. Just report in advance to grab the position.

Regarding the benefits of a class teacher being a grade director, as long as you say, "I will study hard!", there is basically nothing that Lao Wang can't do.

The only remaining class is really not a good deal on display.

It was successfully solved in Mo Nanbei's words.

"It's even easier to show the class. Just put the research materials on our class collective activities on it."

"Um?"

"For a stage play, you must check the information, just follow this direction.

For example, on how dance should be presented on the stage, the types, origins, celebrities, etc.

Then the person in charge of singing checks the singing, the acting skills and acting skills of the acting are all 'stage plays'."

“High, really high.”

"It's really Miaofrog seeds who came to Mickey Miaomiao House and Miaodao home."

It's no, Li Ziqian feels so too.

This is a good way to save energy, just like his wishes.

Otherwise, as an assistant, he would not be allowed to help the person in charge supervise everyone's stage situation and consider the stage effect that makes people want to pull their teeth into.

Now, it’s really wonderful to have the whole class help him share this kind of bald thing!

After dealing with all the matters, Mo Nanbei returned to his seat and collapsed.

"Take care." Li Ziqian couldn't help but say to Mo Nanbei sadly.

"You can't think of it even if I die." Mo Nanbei glared at Li Ziqian in anger and threatened him.

"Cao, I'm comforting you! Can you say something nice?"

comfort?

I believe you!

Mo Nanbei rolled his eyes at Li Ziqian again and commented on his behavior like this.

"The weasel wishes the chicken a new year."

...

The conscience of heaven and earth, he said that absolutely 20% of the time it was out of concern for Mo Nanbei!

Woo woo woo woo woo!

Good hearts are made into donkeys!

Since that's the case, you can only choose this way back.

There is no way, it’s Mo Nanbei who bullies others too much.

So he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked Mo Nanbei,

"What, are you hinting at?"

"...grass, chickens talk to ducks, right?"

“…”

This person has always been good at her reaction speed and self-destruction.

I have to say that he really admires it.

"Awesome!", he sighed with emotion at Mo Nanbei.

"Um."

Mo Nanbei nodded and continued to say to Li Ziqian, "Be good, son."

?

Did he give this person a face?

"I am your father."

“Unfortunate home.”

“…”

The two of them finally came to an end with Mo Nanbei's continuous self-destruction.

After a while of silence, Mo Nanbei suddenly sighed deeply, put his forehead on the table, and said weakly,

"Oh...failed."

"What failed?"

Li Ziqian, who didn't understand what Mo Nanbei was saying for a while, was stunned.

Turning his head and looking at Li Ziqian with a curious look, Mo Nanbei sighed and replied in great grief.

"The situation is not controlled. I actually want everyone to set up a maid cafe."

?????

"Damn it! You dare to say that this proposal is absolutely fine!"

Maid Cafe?

Black silk? Short skirt? Low-cut?

Isn't this just starting to rush?

How could there be any beast denying such a proposal?

If so, it must support the high-square cheongsam!

"How could it be?" Mo Nanbei glanced at Li Ziqian with a squint, then snorted, adding, "It's your boys wearing it."

“…”

Can't afford it, can't afford it.

It's great to fail!!

He didn't want to continue discussing this topic at all, so Li Ziqian decisively chose to avoid the topic.

"What are you going to do with the script?" he asked Mo Nanbei.

"What else can I do? Just have a cold meal!" I feel that Mo Nanbei is already vaguely giving up on himself now.

"First think of the general process, let them prepare the dance songs they should prepare, and then think about the story with these materials!"

Mo Nanbei spread her hands and told her how she could do it.

Admittedly, Li Ziqian also agrees with this idea.

This step is very similar to what he was when he wrote a novel.

Many times, the story is not because of the outline, but because of some points that I really want to write, so I set up the story and plot.

After thinking about it, I had done this many times, but I didn't make any mistakes. Instead, I received praise from all of them. Li Ziqian nodded and affirmed Mo Nanbei.

"Indeed, this is not difficult either."

"Yes, just have hands."
Chapter completed!