When Wen Jing called, I was sleeping very happily on the bed, turning left and right and stretching, feeling that my bed was the whole world.In fact, my bed is really big.I only have two hobbies, watching movies and sleeping. If someone doesn't let me sleep when I'm so tired, it's better to kill me with a knife, and I'll be grateful.So of course I made the bed extremely comfortable. I once told my mother that I would have to carry this bed on my back when I got married someday. So Wen Jing's call made me feel very depressed.In the dream that was shattered by her phone call, I was standing on the open ground with a small washbasin, and money was falling from the sky like rain, and I was enjoying receiving money underneath.So it feels like Wen Jing is blocking my way of making money.

I picked up the phone and said to her, you are a scourge, and you are preventing me from making money. What's the matter, writing again, my little literary youth. I am a writer, that’s right, I was lucky enough to publish a few books, and Wen Jing often laughed at me because of this, it seems that literary youths are even rarer than virgins these days. I ignored her, I said, if you have anything to say, I'll go back to sleep after the nonsense is over. You are already as fat as a pig, and you still have to get used to it.It's five o'clock in the afternoon. Do you call it a nap or something?

Why are you talking so much nonsense, if you have something to say, hurry up. It's okay, I'll find you out for dinner, and I'll pick you up downstairs in 30 minutes. Get up, take a shower, dress up, and the long-term dormitory life in the university makes me act like a female soldier who has just been trained by a recruit company.I looked at myself in the mirror and felt that Wen Jing had actually told the truth, I was as fat as a pig.It seems that it is not impossible for me to sleep day and night to gain an extra thirty or fifty catties.When I was about to leave the house, I looked in the mirror again and found that I had lost weight again. I was suddenly happy. I dare say I was swollen from sleep.

I went downstairs and Wen Jing hadn't come yet. I was happy to read the newspapers that the aunts in our community had just posted about the deeds of model workers from all over the country. The masses don't get paid for cleaning the sewers, so I was thinking about this kind of thing happening all over the world and why there is no movement around me?The sewer was blocked last month, but there was a cleanup worker who was enthusiastic and patient. He treated the crowd like a spring breeze and smiled like a flower. How could he not smile? Le crooked. While reading the newspaper, Wen Jing took a taxi and came all the way. She didn't hear the sound of the car, but heard her voice. This is really a skill.The car stopped next to me, Wen Jing opened the door, and without even shaking my eyeballs, she just uttered the word "get in the car", and then went on to talk wildly with the driver.After getting in the car, I said to that brother, what's the matter, master, you are her relative?My brother smiled embarrassingly, and said, how can I do that, the little girl can talk.

I'm fine with that.Wen Jing talks nonsense wherever she goes.When Wen Jing's mother named her at the beginning, she expected her to be quiet, but it didn't work out.But I really like this kind of girl, what can I say.I'm especially afraid of those gloomy people who can't speak for a long time and just smile at you when they have nothing to do. That smile is so gloomy that it can hook out the rheumatic pain in your knees.