Chapter 8 Chapter Seven Murder on the Phone

From freshman to senior year, I spent four years proving that famous theory with practice. Freshman girls are basketball, you fight for me The sophomore girls play volleyball, and they only pick up when they come. Junior girls are table tennis, you push me to block Senior girls are bowling balls, hitting one is one A popular saying on the Internet is: freshman Sophomore Jiao Junior pulls the alert senior year no one wants freshman girl export Sophomore girls domestic sales Unsalable junior girls Reimbursement for senior girls freshman girl waiting for bubble sophomore girl gets fucked

Junior girls waiting to be thrown Senior Girl Gets Dumped The bedroom phone can prove this.After the military training, no one in the dormitory except Zhang Hanyan bought a mobile phone. So the phone in the dormitory was always on the hotline as soon as it got dark.It seems that I can't hold back my loneliness for a moment. I was ignorant when I was a freshman, and I didn’t know how to put on airs when others asked me for my phone number. I was afraid that the calls I received would not be as crowded as the dormitory, so I spread my phone number widely. In the first semester, the dormitory phone is basically the dedicated line for me, Luo Yilin, and Su Xiao.The sources of the calls include old classmates, family members and relatives, but what makes us even more excited are those inexplicable boys calling, for example, a call came, and there was an immature boy over there asking, is there any in your dormitory? A girl with an old pink sweater and fair skin?And she went to the library yesterday afternoon from 3:00 to 5:00?

Don't laugh, our dormitory has indeed received a certain number of such calls.The one I was looking for in the end was Su Xiao who had the most number of times. Luo Yilin and I each had two such legendary experiences.At that time, I felt very proud and very happy.But generally ignore.The more we pay attention to us in this way, the more we must raise our shelves.Give some sunshine and it will be brilliant, who is not like this. The phone is so busy, I didn't pay much attention to this situation at first, until Luo Yilin was lying in front of the phone and writing while counting, 28, 29 mine,... 34, 35 Su Xiao's, 33, 34 Yi Fenhan, the remaining 12 are shared equally by the rest of you.She was counting the number of assigned calls to our dorm that week (we had calls

show).Because I am embarrassed to blatantly count the number of suitors for each person, I count the incoming calls.This matter, probably only Luo Yilin can do it.Immediately, I felt threatened and my competitive spirit was aroused. On the Internet that day, I, who never talked to netizens on the phone, spread my phone number widely.I want to develop the team of suitors infinitely in the limited crowd. An unconscious way of dispelling boredom has evolved into a conscious competition because of Luo Yilin's upright and straightforward statistics.The ringing of the bell also concealed murderous intent.Women's competition is everywhere, everywhere.

Later, this competition was not only reflected in the quantity of calls, but also in quality.For example, Su Xiao took the lead in asking the boys on the phone to sing songs to increase the interest of the call, and Luo Yilin couldn't wait to ask the other party to play a medley of love songs.From a long-term perspective, I don’t think it’s possible to do such short-sighted things. The boy’s song is sung , My heart was hurt, and I lost face. If you don’t believe me, try it yourself. You call a boy you like, and he asks you to sing and press the speakerphone for the whole dormitory to comment. Are you sad?Do you still want to call him?Compare your heart with your heart.So I used the repeater to play songs for them during the phone calls, and the songs about love and affection made them feel distracted. In this way, I made more and more calls, and the two of them were gradually at a disadvantage.

If a woman is chased by many men, either she has special charm and excellent conditions in all aspects; or she is well versed in men's psychology, able to know the enemy and know the enemy, and win all battles. By the third and fourth year of junior high school, the phone in our dormitory was basically turned off.Now, I look at the phone in the dormitory that has not spoken for two days, and think of the days of frantic phone calls in my freshman year, and feel that I am old.