Since Tang Han entered Zhoubei No. 4 Middle School, he feels that his impression of the perfect monitor that everyone likes is refreshing every day. I saw Yin He drinking while escaping from self-study in the evening; I saw Yin He fighting while playing games in an Internet cafe; I climbed the wall and went out to hang out in the middle of the night and found Yin He smoking... Tang Han: Damn, is this one of your top five students? ! A gentle gentleman? ! Am I blind or are your brains just for decoration? Yin He: Accept your fate. If you know so much, you have to silence yourself or... You know... (Anyway, there is something wrong with it)
Concept: There is no thought, it is just what the author likes to write (boringly)!