Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Ran, an ordinary man who is not very handsome, not very smart, and not very emotionally intelligent.
From the first day I entered school, I realized that my high school life was full of endless homework, the nagging of the class teacher, and the sour smell of love. I didn't even have a beautiful girl as my deskmate, which was far different from novels and movies.
My deskmate's hobby was to repeatedly slap me awake when I was sleeping in class - and sometimes pinch me. When I couldn't bear it, I raised my head with eyes that had not been wiped clean of the gum, stared at him through spectacle lenses that were thicker than the bottom of a beer bottle, and whispered, "There's something fucking wrong with you, Zhao Wenyu." He would tell me with an upright face that he just wanted me to stay awake during math class at least.
Who caused me to fall asleep in class? Don't you have any idea?
Who wakes up late at night and sings in the dormitory?
Who is full of energy and chatting until dawn every day?
Who forced me to get up in the middle of the night to cook instant noodles, only to be punished by the dormitory supervisor and write an inspection?
He is indeed sick.
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Steady but naughty but evil in attack (Zhao Wenyu) × A lack of brains makes it easy to suffer (Jiang Ran)
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Did the person who spent his youth in secret love finally succeed in being with the person who stole his youth?
(The article prototype and inspiration come from friends, with permission)
Intention: A moment of self-pity, a moment of blank solo dancing.