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Chapter 3 One Dream Three or Four Years (3)

A dream three or four years 郭敬明 903Words 2018-03-13
I was famous, or rather notorious, for a while. In the days when I was notorious, Ah K was still very close to me.This made me very moved in my heart.But I still kept a stiff face and bent down to meet her eyes, stretched out my index finger and swayed from side to side and said to her, don't hang out with scum like me all day, be careful if you don't get married, no one will want you.She always shook her head and said, rest assured that someone wants it, I still have three boys chasing me.When he said it, he ate hot pot without even raising his head.I fully expected that she would look at me with teary eyes like those innocent little girls in TV dramas and say: In my heart, you have never been a scumbag.

I was quite devastated. Ah K’s habit of eating hot pot was brought out by me. I am from Sichuan. When I ate the first bite of Shanghai cuisine in the school cafeteria, I was depressed and wanted to chat with God, and this idea was very impulsive.My wild hot sauce is still like the title of the third English lesson, It changes nothing.Later I ate some hot sauce and found that the hot sauce was as sweet as ketchup.It's just that the three Shanghainese next to me were stunned by me and forgot to eat, and kept looking at me like I was watching ET. I was very depressed and told Ah K that a Shanghainese once went to Sichuan to eat hot pot. She was afraid of spicy food and ordered white pot, but in the end she drank four bottles of 1500ml Coke, because the pot had just been made red. The pot is said to have not been cleaned.

I wanted to use this story to express my disappointment with Shanghai Pepper. Unfortunately, Ah K heard this story as a joke, so she looked up to the sky and laughed and said that the joke you told was really funny.I kept my mouth shut and didn't speak, thinking that one day I would drag Ah K to Sichuan. Every Thursday afternoon, I would go to the school’s luxurious gymnasium to play badminton. I always asked someone from the Communication College to play with me, because he used to practice badminton since elementary school.I struggled with him and it made me quite happy, otherwise I would think that my badminton racket of more than 700 yuan was purely used as a display, because after playing once with other badminton players, I would Think I could have hit them with my left hand too.

Every time I play until the end of five o'clock, Ah K will appear at the gate of the gymnasium, holding Mirinda in his hand.I took it and opened it and drank it. Ah K was amazed by the sweat falling drop by drop from his hair, because for students like them who always skipped physical education classes, they had never seen such a sweating method.Once Ah K came in to watch me play, and then I asked her how she felt, and she said, I didn’t feel anything, just that you had a murderous look on your face when you played. At the beginning, I thought Ah K was very kind and brought me water every time, but then she hit me hard and said that it was because she happened to have a class on Thursday afternoon in the E building next to the gymnasium. I heard that I still don’t like girls ——Although I never regarded Ah K as a girl.

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