Bai Songsheng has been having a headache recently.
There was a junior named Fu Jiayu who was disobedient and unruly. Hiding in the dormitory, gathering people to promote pyramid schemes, vigorously developing the smelly religion, and snail rice noodles and stinky tofu were launched online in turn. There is no limit to what you can give, and there is no end to what you can collect.
This is a naked humiliation to the Department of Discipline Inspection! There must be zero tolerance for naked provocation!
He will never tolerate such sinful things as snail noodles in the school!
It's just that the junior student knelt on the bed and cried bitterly. He was so regretful that he even came to pull up his trousers.
Bai Songsheng: "." It's too difficult to deal with, so just say yes.
Fu Jiayu burst into tears of gratitude and wiped his face. He only wanted to say one thing: As expected, children who can cry will get milk. This trick works really well.
Then he looked at Bai Songsheng in a hazy state of tears as he quickly picked up his collection of snail noodles.
——The moved crying stopped abruptly.
Fu Jiayu: "."
Fu Jiayu: "It's so cool."
*
One month when it was dark and windy, Bai Song came back to the dormitory and turned on the light.
Then froze.
——In his dormitory, next to his bed, Fu Jiayu was wearing black clothes, hunched over, and slowly turned around stiffly.
Bai Songsheng: "."
Fu Jiayu: "."
- Silence, silence - dead silence - looking at each other -
Fu Jiayu swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "I said I like you and came here to do evil things. Do you believe it?"
A white chant that is neither straight nor a good person: "Huh?"
Dude, you're playing with fire.
Purpose: Persistence and struggle for ideals
