Kim Jong-ming squatted in front of the bedding and became stunned, while he grabbed the breakfast milk in his hand and carried it behind his back. He could not tell who he was going to give it to.

"What's wrong?" Song Ji-hyo asked in confusion.

"Ask a question..." Kim Jong-ming looked around and asked. "Is the new guest a primary school student?"

"Why do you ask this?" Song Ji-hyo was still confused.

"No... look at the friend on the far right." Kim Jong-ming pointed to a quilt-covered figure in the corner. "Don't such a small bunch look like a primary school student?"

With this sentence, the small piece of lump shook directly.

"Hey!" Song Ji-hyo was stunned for a moment, but nodded immediately. "It's true... the guest who came today is a little small. If you don't want to give it to your krystal, you can try to give it to her... You actually recognize this person too."

"Is that true?" Kim Jong-ming stared at Song Ji-hyo with an expressionless face. "Then can I... give milk to Ji-hyo you?"

As he said that, Kim Jong-ming actually handed over the breakfast milk directly.

"Oh..." Song Ji-hyo responded in a daze, but quickly shook his head.

"What does it mean?" Jin Zhongming asked alertly.

"It's what I've given her!" Gary rubbed his eyes in the corner.

"Aren't you looking for the wrong thing?" Jin Zhongming asked immediately. "Or why should you stand there?"

"I'm not wrong..." Gary explained panic. "But that, after you said I gave it to Ji Hyo... it's not... In short, they all stood here. Where can I go if I don't come here?"

"Look..." Song Ji-hyo said, as she really took out a box of milk from behind her.

Now Jin Zhongming is really out of temper: "So can you only choose one from here?"

"Yes!" Song Ji Hyo didn't feel sleepy as she had before. She realized that Kim Jong-ming should have known who was coming, so she did this. "Don't be too slow. Anyway, so many people have guessed wrongly. If you think the sleeping position is good, you will give it to anyone..."

"This is really a good idea." Jin Zhongming laughed speechlessly, then looked at the figure of the person in front of him again. To be honest, he had indeed recognized who this person was long ago.

"Hurry up, don't waste time." Liu Zaishi urged in the corner. With this sentence, Kim Jong-ming clearly saw the figure under the two quilts next to him moving unnaturally, but the figure in front of him was still the same.

"Okay." Kim Jong-ming couldn't help but sigh, and finally lifted the quilt forward. "Get up, Eun-jing!"

"call!"

"Tsk tsk!"

The first thing that reacted was that the two people next to him were Hyomin and Shouyeon. Hyomin, who was sleeping between Ji Hyo and Eun-jing, gasped as if a drowning person had surfaced, while Shouyeon on the other side seemed to be mocking something.

Then, Baolan, Juli, and... uh, Liu Huaying also lifted the quilt and sat up. But Eun-jing... The girl curled up and lay on the bedside, her whole face buried in the pillow, and she had no response to Kim Jong-ming's action of lifting the quilt.

"I'm asleep!" Jin Zhongming sat cross-legged in front of the other party weakly, and then looked at the pd behind him in a demanding help style. "What should I do?"

"Then give me the milk!" This is Liu Huaying.

"Call her!" This is Park So-yeon.

"Smash her in the face!" This is Li Juli.

"I'm really curious... how did she fall asleep?" Song Ji-hyo turned her body sideways and looked at Eun-jing, looking at her, "I was in good spirits when I came half an hour ago and I was talking to me, and the room has never been quiet..."

"I actually want to say that I don't think it's strange at all." Kim Jong-ming looked down at Eun-jing who was sleeping so hard that she suddenly felt a headache. "And Ji-yeon actually left... What are you doing? Is it just to scare us?"

"Speaking of this... Zhong Ming, you are still very awesome." Song Ji Hyo turned around and sat back. "Did you recognize him through the quilt just now?"

Zhaoyeon and Xiaomin next to them were already nodding.

"After all, I've been my wife." Kim Jong-ming chuckled, put the milk next to the other party's pillow, and then stood up and walked towards the corner of the wall. "She likes sleeping so much, let her sleep!"

"No laughing at all." Lee Kwang-soo said seriously to Kim Jong-ming who was coming towards him. "I don't look like a veteran of variety shows at all, and my performance just now was excellent... I was scared and collapsed by Miss Jeon Bo-lan."

"It's different." Kim Jong-ming replied half-truely. "You and Miss Quan Baolan have never lived for life. It's normal that you were frightened by her elementary school size... I'm different from Eun-jing. There are too many troubles between us..."

"I came to her today to hear about the matter between you..." A pd who was squatting under the wall beside the window couldn't help but stutter. "Why did you get off the bus before the M Club program? More importantly, Zhong Ming, the special episode of middle school students, don't you feel like you are back in middle school with Miss Enjing?"

"You can't say these things." Kim Jong-ming couldn't help but grin. "And it's useless to say it..."

"Why?"

"Because the things between me and Eun-jing... it's like the kiss scene between me and Kwang-soo. In short, it's all about mosaic!"

After saying a word, the pd was speechless. Lee Kwang-soo squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, and the mc and the guests laughed speechlessly.

At this time, as the three words of mosaic appeared, Eun-jing finally couldn't help but turn over and sit up, and a pillow flew out: "What are you talking about in Jin Zhongming?"

In this way, five minutes later, the classroom that was full of congestion was finally rectified by Zhao Xiaozhen, amid Lee Kwang-soo's grief and angry accusations.

"Hey... Kwang Soo, don't say anything about the 'the horror that was dominated by that kiss scene two years ago'." Zhao Xiaozhen squatted under the window and held the game proposal written by several mcs last night, with an obvious helpless expression. "Putting aside Zhong Ming's Monopoly, it's really a waste of time and was rejected. The other games proposed by everyone last night were adopted... You will not be compensated if you don't discriminate against Zhong Ming. In short, you need to complete this series of games this morning and get a certain amount of points based on the ranking of each game. The first place has 50 points, the second place has 30 points, the third place has 20 points, the fourth to sixth are ten points, and the last place has zero points.

Points are very important, because deskmates can use points to buy their own special weapons before the final name-tearing battle, and the winner will get the final special prize... Well, the specific grouping will be grouped according to the situation of submitting the milk just now... Yoo Jae-suk and Lee Kook-ri; Kim Jong Kook-kook-yeon; Kim Jong-ming and Han Eun-jeong; Monday p as usual. As for Ji Seok-jin who was repeatedly submitted, Lee Kwang-soo and Haha, I originally wanted you to play hide-and-seek with Tara's Miss Jeon Bo-lan, Miss Park Hyo-min and Miss Yoo Hwa-young, but considering that you will send yourself to each other's hands... It is temporarily changed to a lottery draw, fair, just and open!"

"What are you looking at?" Eun-jing obviously hadn't calmed down, so when she was drawing lots there, she noticed that Kim Jong-ming looked at her with a strange look, and her tone immediately became unhappy.

"Last night, Brother Zhong Guo wrote a weird competition like running with a female companion on his back." Kim Jong-ming responded without hesitation. "Of the six people, your body shape should be the most overwhelming. Did you have breakfast before coming today? Will you digest it if you eat it? I will run around the playground with you on my back later. Why can't I watch it?"

Enjing was stunned for a moment, and for a moment she didn't know how to answer such righteous questions. After she realized that, she could only kick the other party's leg and bent her legs.

"Zhong Ming's words make sense." Haha, who was preparing to draw lots, suddenly realized. "Since all three are so beautiful... in fact, anyone can do it. If you just carry it on your back, Baolan is the best... the first prize!"

"I guess Quan Baolan is twenty kilograms less than those two." Jin Zhongming continued to add fuel to the fire. "It is at least thirty kilograms less than Enjing, so whether it is Haha or Shi Zhen, if you are with her, your physical disadvantage will be smoothed out..."

"How much is Enjing?" Haha asked speechlessly.

"One hundred kilograms?" Jin Zhongming replied tentatively.

"How can it be so heavy?!" Eun-jing felt like she was about to collapse. Haha, she had a personal relationship with her family. She was an elder in private and could not resist at all. Even if she could spread her shame and annoyance on Kim Jong-ming, she couldn't react fiercely in front of the camera. "Didn't you just say you wanted to play mosaics? How could you say such words?!"

"Ignore her." Kim Jong-ming seriously discussed this issue with Haha. "It's just that the matter is said to be the center. Haha, did you calculate how heavy Baolan is?"

"Then Baolan is 70 kilograms." Haha, it's worthy of being a highly educated talent, and it will be calculated immediately. "35kg!"

"It feels like it is tailor-made for us." Chi Shizhen couldn't help but nodded repeatedly.

As they said that, the two of them looked at Quan Baolan, who was also crying but not crying, as rare as the other party was a rare black meat dog.

But... the lottery result was helpless. The treasure of Jeon Bo Lan actually belonged to Lee Kwang-soo, who had the least physical problems among the three. Ji Shijin was in the same group as Liu Huaying, haha ​​and Hyo Min... The latter two were about 168 in height. Thinking about Suzy's body size and weight yesterday, both of them felt a little collapsed.

The next game was actually very interesting. The first round of the game was two people three-legged, and the most outstanding ones were Lee Kwang-soo and Jeon Bo-lan... One was 1.9 meters tall and one was 1.5 meters tall. This was no longer the cute height difference. The two of them had nearly 30 centimeters in length. Lee Kwang-soo took two and a half steps to Jeon Bo-lan... And while the two of them were mixing, they had basically given up walking. In the end, they had to climb to the finish line. It was not too reasonable to have zero points at the bottom.

Kim Jong-ming and Eun-jing were not too familiar with each other. They walked over without even shouting their phonetic characters. They held hands and continued to keep their dog food without everyone. They could only sigh and easily got fifty points.

The next second round of the game is horse riding.

As soon as he came up, the pair of Lee Kwang-soo and Jeon Bo-lan successfully stole the spotlight again. When Lee Kwang-soo stood up, Jeon Bo-lan was almost scared to tears. Of course, everyone else understood it because Jeon Bo-lan riding on Lee Kwang-soo's neck felt a shaky feeling. If the giraffe below staggered, I'm afraid Jeon Bo-lan would be thrown off like a doll. And the combat power of the two in this state can be imagined. They were forced to stand up in a minute, haha, the pair of Xiao Min pushed to the ground.

Needless to say, the first elimination will inevitably be zero points.

"I'm sorry... it's all my fault for being too tall." Lee Kwang-soo's apology is sincere and touching, and it's fascinating.

"Crash over!" Just next to two people who were crying but not crying, Eun-jing, who had just tried her best to get rid of the group of people of Yoo Jae-suk and Juli, was pressing her hands on Kim Jong-ming's hair under her with great enthusiasm. "Let's crash over from behind."

"Which?" Jin Zhongming shook his head uneasy. "Don't grab my hair... Brother Shizhen or Haha?"

"Hua Ying's group!" Enjing was still full of fighting spirit.

Jin Zhongming was stunned for a moment, then sighed in his heart, but his movements did not stop. He directly followed Enjing's instructions to hit Chi Shizhen, who was fighting with the group of people in full swing.

The results of the battle are surprisingly good. Haha and Chi Shizhen are both physically useless, so the two pairs originally felt a bit unstable. In addition, the Qiannian weakened Xiaomin above was forced to lean back against Liu Huaying's push and shoving. Both of them were actually very dangerous in terms of stability. At this time, Kim Jong-ming collided violently from behind the battle group, and both groups fell over on the turf of the playground.

And at this moment, the war between Monday and Tigers at the other end of the playground was finally over.

Well, although the tiger has no physical strength, it is not a big deal when it comes to gary's endurance. In addition, the horse riding competition, the people below cannot do it... Well, Park Soyoon above is really not good enough to face Song Ji Hyo. So, even though the tiger seized the opportunity to move forward and backward many times, hit and dodge, it was ultimately defeated by Song Ji Hyo's excellent strategy of raiding the tiger's hair.

By the way, the situation at that time was really wonderful. The tiger with the hair grabbed the tiger completely lost its power. There was no way to do anything, and Song Ji Hyo grabbed the tiger's hair with one hand and grabbed Zhao Yan's clothes with the other. After wandering around for a few times, he forced the tiger and Zhao Yan to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"It's agreed in advance." Kim Jong-ming looked at the Monday P who turned around in the distance and started to pour poisoned chicken soup to Eun-jing. "Friendship first, competition second, we don't need to end up with Sister Zhao Yan and Brother Zhong Guo for the ridiculous twenty points. More importantly... there is a game later, so be sure not to get into a stalemate here and waste your energy."

"So what?" Enjing asked with his head down.

"So... fight quickly!" Kim Jong-ming responded without hesitation. "Sister Ji Hyo's combat effectiveness may not be as strong as you. If you come up, you will grab your hair... If you hold it, don't let go! The winner and loser of a woman's fight can only be achieved by grabbing her hair. This is the true meaning I have come to watch my family's Maomao and Ermao for more than ten years!"

Xu Xiongtao, the exclusive vj of Jin Zhongming next to him, couldn't help laughing, and Enjing, who was riding on Jin Zhongming, couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Having said that, when the two groups collided ten seconds later, Enjing and Yun Zhi on the opposite side stretched out their hands without hesitation, then took out one hand and grabbed the other's hair hard, and then both freed up the other hand to grab the other's hair.

Gary and Kim Jong-ming looked at each other speechlessly, then knelt down together, and then turned over and fell on the playground... Can't I give up on this kind of woman?

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