The Happy Life of the Unlucky King Zhang Xiaoming

"You ask me how deeply I love you, how much I love you... Ah, it's such a heavenly voice." (I think God is too lazy to listen to such a bad voice...) "Zhang Xiaoming, you, you... Get down here." "English teacher Ying Ying Ying?" "What are you doing?" "Hehe... Hehehe... Hehehe..." "Don't give it to me, hehe. Why am I asking you?" "No, it's nothing, just singing." "Singing? Do you have to stand on the classroom table to sing? You still have a broom in your hand, and you are singing about the moon?" "That... This... Um... That's..." "Stop talking nonsense. I'll stay after school and you'll be on duty as a punishment." "Small glasses!" "Small glasses?" It's over, I accidentally called out the nickname. ########################################### "It's not... That..." "No need to explain, one week..." "Ah~~~~~~~~No." "One less day on duty is just one extra week." "I will definitely die young." "That's best, out of sight, out of mind." "One word 'poison'." This is my first day of school, which is my school life known as the Unlucky King. One word "bitter"! "Xiao Ming? What's wrong? Something bad happened again?" "I want you to take care of it." This is my deskmate, so-called: his deskmate. "Hey, I heard that it's a week this time? It seems that Little Glasses is being merciful." "Show mercy? Haha... Hahaha... The best joke in the world..." "Well..." He touched his chin, looking thoughtful: "Sure enough..." Suddenly he patted his thigh. "What's the matter? Sure enough?" "You are indeed made to be a comedian." "…………" "What's wrong with you? Are you okay? How did you get here? Do you want me to give you artificial respiration?" As he said this, a pouting pig's mouth came over. "Stop, I don't want to be gay." "Haha... This trick really works." "…………" "You are indeed awake." "…………" "Haha... You are indeed speechless again." "…………" "Hehe, you really..." "As expected, you are a pig, get away..." Really, I am so unlucky, why did I enter this school, why did I have such a class teacher, why did I end up with such a deskmate, why am I so unlucky... Intention: