(The writing style is crazy, the author lets himself go)
As an ordinary college student receiving quality education in the contemporary era, the eight or nine o'clock sun of the motherland, and the successor of socialism, Mo Xiaoxia is not only a bit of a scumbag, but also memorizes the core socialist values, conscientiously implements two studies and one action, is a king of the country, and is determined not to cheat his teammates.
Like other young people aged 17 or 18, he stepped into the wonderful ivory tower of the university with enthusiasm, reciting the slogans of revitalizing the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation and holding up the sun of tomorrow for the motherland. However, before he had had enough time to prepare to study hard and make progress every day, reality hit him with a lightning speed that could steal the jingle bells and never give up.
It hurts, it fucking hurts!
After going to school for twelve years, I thought that when I got to college I could hang out with clubs and pick up girls, and just sneak into the classroom and answer the questions. But I didn't expect that life would just throw him into a hellish survival mode for this physically challenged person.
Can anyone tell me what these monsters are wandering around the playground?
Mo Xiaoxia roared in his heart.
He really just wants to study hard and learn knowledge. Why is he holding a utility knife and fighting with a grinning zombie now?