My Become in MC!
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နန္ယီြ-"ဆရာ့ကို က်ြန္မခ်စ္တယ္!"
တုန္ယင္ေနပီး စိတ္လႈပ္ရွားေနတဲ႕အမူအရာမ်ဴ ိးျဖင့္ ေရွ႕တြင္ရွိေနေသာ သူမ ဆရာသခင္ ျဖစ္သူကို မ်က္စိစံုမွိတ္ရင္းျဖင့္ ရဲဝင့္စြာပင္ ေျပာလိုက္သည္။
ဆရာျဖစ္သူ က်င္းရွီမွာေတာ့ သူမအေျပာေၾကာင့္ ဆြံအလို႕ေနလ်က္။
ေနာက္ေန႕...
ယြင္ရွီး-"တပည့္ေလ...ဆရာကို သေဘာက်ေနတာၾကာပီ"
က်င္းရွီ သူမစိတ္ထဲတြင္ ေတြးမိရသည္။
[ဒီႏွစ္ေယာက္က အဓိက ဇာတ္လိုက္ျဖစ္တဲ႕ လြင္မံုကို ၾကိဳက္ရမွာေလ။ဘာကိစၥနဲ႕ ငါ့လာၾကိဳက္ေနၾကတာလဲ?ဘာေတြျဖစ္ေနတာလဲ?အကိုNPC]
NPC-"............"
ေနာက္ပိုင္းတြင္ တျဖည္းျဖည္းနဲ႕ က်င္းရွီ သေဘာေပါက္လာရသည္က ဗိလိန္ျဖစ္တဲ႕ သူမရဲ႕က်င္းရွီ ကာရိုက္တာဟာ သူမပင္ မသိလိုက္ပဲ ဇာတ္လိုက္ေနရာကို ေျပာင္းလဲသြားတယ္ဆိုတာပါပဲ။ခုလိုေျပာင္းလဲ သြားသည္ႏွင့္အမ်ွ တစ္ေန႔တစ္ေန႕ သူမဟာ ေယာက်ာ္းေလးမ်ားသာမက မိန္းကေလးမ်ားရဲ႕ ဖြင့္ေျပာျခင္းကိုပါ
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