Chen Huichen, my name, some people like to call me Chenchen directly. This name is absolutely terrible, but when I see my parents' faces that are so proud of having such a nice name, I always can't bear to say it. Oh, by the way, I am a woman, but I am a man at heart. This is what others say. I don't know. I was a middle school student in the sixth year of elementary school and the third year of middle school. The so-called middle school students are between good and bad. They are not tall and look like they can't be found in a crowd. I can't fight. I looked at those who said they had no money but ended up with thousands of dollars in one draw. Those who said they had bad grades and got 99 when they came out. Those who said they were uneducated ended up with a bunch of words when they opened their mouths. I said I was a fat man and ended up touching his waist. . . . . I can only say that these people are crazy. Are there any more words to express? Well, I'm not a loser either. In front of teachers, I always set up a good image. In front of friends, I am very weak, almost as weak as I can be. I like to read under the big tree. In fact, it is to pretend to be literary.
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