On the first day of school, Jiang Wenhua got lost, and he humbly "sniffed" the breath of the buddy sleeping in the pavilion.
The consequences were serious - the other person woke up, had a dark face, and became his roommate.
Roommate Wu Zhonglan, venomous, cold, 1.9 Meters tall, looked at him like a country potato.
Jiang Wenhua: Bear with me, I am a sunny and cheerful boy.
Until late at night, he heard someone say to Wu Zhonglan respectfully: "Master, my luggage is here for you."
Jiang Wenhua clutched the youth hostel receipt of fifty yuan a night and shut himself up silently in the darkness.
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Concept: Weeds, but take root downward and grow upward.