Senior Sister, Shut Up!

Senior sister yyds! ! !

I read this novel in the middle of the night and twisted like maggots on the bed.

The following are personal feelings, it is recommended to focus on the text experience Plot: It is a very novel development, the magical love between the reader and the author, there is no disgusting poisonous point, coupled with a good development rhythm, it is very comfortable to read, but as the author mentioned The problem is, the plot is not very attractive and a bit bland. I think the individual characters are too thin. If the author thinks it is OK, he can add some supporting characters. After all, is it better to have fun alone than to have fun with others? Or maybe a stronger social character would be enough to arouse the readers' interest. I am willing to follow dozens of chapters (don't ask me why) Writing: To be honest, the daily writing is very good, and the characterization is also at a good level. The basic character traits can be described in detail, and the dialogue and behavior are well written, which is actually good. Read I feel numb after watching some Japanese movies, not to mention some chasing after them, (ಥ_ಥ). However, as mentioned before, the small climax of social death is a bit soft due to the daily routine. It feels like it is very interesting but less emotional. This should be the most attractive part for readers. Then there is the small theater. I was very interested when I first saw it. In some places, it makes up for the holes in the chapter. Sometimes readers may leave because there are too few people in the chapter. However, as a young person, the pictures in the small theater lack some flavor. Some pictures that are well-known or unique are more interesting (not the kind of pornographic pictures or bad pictures). It is more interesting to add easter eggs from time to time (such as interspersing words or background pictures that are not in the text), in case the cost is sunk. After all, the chapter is unique, but the author still manages it himself In general: the subject matter is novel, and the author is also qualified. As a daily novel, it is one of the few fine works, and the characters are quite likable, but it is a pity that it is short. That's right By the way, come on, the author, let your social efforts be stronger at the starting point 😏 (It's hard to type, but I can't give you the best (;｀O´)o)

One chapter a day

I want to send the blade? ? ? It's impossible to be stuck here on purpose!

Isn't this the same

Hurry! Even! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Pay close attention! ! ! Even! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

I won't say much more, but a first-class prize wouldn't be too much, right?

Only now did I realize that something was missing. It turned out to be the missing treasure: the best social death picture of honey chicken

Wonderful, there is also a new picture of social death, this must be done again

Don't you all come to New Circle to see these pictures?

I found something missing again, the death picture of the second club of Honey Chicken!

Book friend asked: In the first chapter, the male protagonist and his senior sister are waiting for someone at the same place. Their names are named "Zhu". They read the same novels as their book friend Mr. Zhou. They are also loyal book fans. Moreover, they are also the male protagonist's seniors in school. Therefore, I think the male protagonist should be suspicious of the connection between the senior sister and Mr. Zhou. Based on the book friend's question, let's break down the content of the question: 1. On the timeline, after the senior sister went downstairs after delivering the information, the male protagonist and the senior sister met in the lobby on the first floor. At this time, the male protagonist knows the following information about the senior: He knows that she is a class assistant and is waiting for someone here. In addition, he does not know anything about the senior's name or that the senior is reading his novel. At this time, the information mentioned by the above-mentioned book friend, such as "the same place, bringing porridge, reading the same novels, loyal book fans, and all seniors", is not like a detective decrypting the story, with evidence being placed in front of the male protagonist one by one. At this time, the male protagonist only learned that the information was "the same place" and "all seniors". 2. Later, the senior asked the hero if he had seen any girls come in. The male protagonist replied no, and inferred from this that the senior sister was waiting for the girl. "The seniors are waiting for girls" is also a misleading information point. After the male protagonist said that no girl had ever entered the door, the senior sister became somewhat suspicious of the male protagonist's identity, but she did not directly confirm it, but further tested it through the vest of the porridge boss. The senior sister asked the male protagonist using Boss Zou's QQ account, "Have you gone to the wrong college building? The Accounting College is located in the first building next to the library." Then the male protagonist gave the key information: "The senior who was passing by brought him here." At this point, the senior sister has initially confirmed the identity of the male protagonist. 3. Then the senior sister used Porridge Boss's account to give misleading information, "I was left as a coolie by the teacher." So the misleading information the male protagonist learned at this time was "the senior sister is waiting for a girl" and "the porridge boss is still working as a coolie in the teacher's office upstairs". In addition, the male protagonist preconceivedly believed that the person who drew him the dirty pictures was a male book friend, and the misleading information superimposed before and after was enough to make him have no idea about the connection between the senior sister and the porridge boss. After that, the senior sister and the male protagonist added WeChat, and the male protagonist initially learned that the senior sister's name was "Su Huai Porridge" with the word porridge in it. However, when the male protagonist has been misled, just the word "porridge" reminds him that the senior sister and the porridge boss who should be a boy are the same person, which is even more inconsistent with normal logic. 4. At this time, the male protagonist communicates with Boss Porridge again, andBoss Porridge's tone is completely in line with the perspective of a male book lover. As shown in the picture: At this time, the senior sister has been able to fully confirm the relationship between the male protagonist and Peach Jam. On the other hand, the male protagonist cannot be suspicious of the senior sister because he does not have enough information. After that, the senior sister took the male protagonist around the college, which lasted more than half an hour in total. This amount of time is enough for a normal person to ignore the information previously obtained. Because this is not a detective case, no one will be so neurotic that they will always focus on certain "loopholes". Then the senior sister and the male protagonist rested in the library, and the male protagonist chatted with Boss Porridge again, as shown in the picture: This conversation once again strengthened the distinction between the identities of Boss Porridge and the senior sister, making the male protagonist unable to realize the connection between the two. After that, the senior bought milk tea and the two started chatting. The senior revealed that she was reading a novel written by the male protagonist and said that she was a book fan. But at this time, the male protagonist has subconsciously determined that the porridge boss and the senior sister are two people, so there will not be too many guesses at all. In addition, I am worried that my identity as the author of romance novels will be exposed, so I cannot think very calmly at the moment. 5. In summary, among the questions raised by book friends, the key information such as "the same place", "their names have porridge", "both read novels", "all loyal book fans" and "all seniors" are actually fragmented information given in different time periods. If you are just like a book lover, extracting these key information will certainly make people suspicious. However, these key information are mixed in the torrent of various daily information and misleading information, and there is no clear context like a detective. Therefore, in the first chapter, the male protagonist did not have any doubts about the identity of the senior sister, which is completely reasonable and logical. 6. Let's talk about something off topic. This book friend's question is well-intentioned, so I am happy to answer it. However, if there are malicious criticisms, personal attacks and other inappropriate remarks, we will not hesitate to delete comments or ban them. If you still have questions about this, you can continue to raise them under this post. But at least as far as I am concerned, I think it has been explained very clearly, and even the plot design ideas are almost clear. The initial idea for this book came about when I was writing the second volume. It has always been in the inspiration bank and is enriched from time to time. Later, many novels whose protagonists were written by online authors appeared. Among them, Mr. Mushroom's works gave me a lot of inspiration. It can be said that it made me decide to choose this subject. Otherwise, there are still dozens or twenty ideas in the inspiration bank, all of which can be used to open books. In order to prepare for this beginning, the members of the operation team should be informed. I wrote three versions just for the entry point of the beginning. What is now presented to you is the fourth version. The logic and plot inside, including the setting of the characters and the complement of details, as the beginning, are definitely the most exquisite parts of a book. This is why I want to explain it in a long way. Because as a reader from God's perspective, it is indeed difficult to fully understand the limitations of the protagonist's perspective. This situation occurs in many books, causing readers to think that "the protagonist has lost his wits" and other situations. Readers don't need to think about God's perspective. Reading is just for fun, so I can understand any misunderstandings. But if there are still people who find fault after my detailed explanation, then I will not cater to them without any bottom line. I hope you can understand. At the same time, I would like to thank the book friend for his question. Above, I wish everyone a happy reading. (Also: The book friend's post has been locked. The discussion on related topics can be continued in the comment area below this post. I hope that the book friends who participated in the discussion have carefully read the above long article)

I heard that you were accused of plagiarism by Guitian Tiangang. Hahaha, you can plagiarize across time and space. You are invincible there. Facts have proved that knowing how to write a book is not as good as knowing how to market.

How can an excellent book club not have Idiom Solitaire? Let's start with the beginning. Create something out of nothing

I accidentally brought my senior phone to school on Monday, but turned it off and put it in my bag. However, I forgot that I also had an alarm clock, and then it turned on automatically. I understand the loudspeaker volume of the senior phone, and my alarm clock ringtone was the French version of Peppa Pig. At that moment, the class teacher and the whole class looked at me in surprise. The mobile phone for the elderly was also taken away by the class teacher, but because my mother specially selected it for me, it could only make calls and send messages. The class teacher also returned it to me after school in the afternoon, and I didn't get any punishment. But the meaningful look the class teacher gave me, the half-smiling expression, and the expressions of my classmates after returning to class, I really wanted to crawl into the ground.

New social death scene

I can't stand it any longer. Now Douyin says this book is genuine, but my senior is a pirated copy

People of the Ming Dynasty don't tell secret stories: pure love stories written in books will tend to be bland and so on. It's all nonsense. If your results are not as good as expected, you are just lazy! Are you trying to update ten times a day? People who have been here don't care about ambiguity or not. It's best not to engage in ambiguity. There is no need to use the extras to talk about the story, it is only as small as the love, let alone the love, the readers only need to focus on the main text. Back then, there were no more than 10,000 updates every day for 365 days a year. There is no time to raise it. Hate iron but not steel! Get up and update!

I want to ask, why do some people think this fan title is "Ultimate Society"? I think it's pretty good, and I was the one who came up with it.

The abominable Broos and a bunch of hardcore people in the book club are addicted to it 🔪, so they can only force me to produce sugar by myself. It is our duty to rebuild the glory of sweet literature! ——————Dividing line—————— Personally, I feel that everyone's safety is the biggest candy 😳 So I thought about it I just wrote out what I hope the ending of the book will be like. I don't have enough writing skills to write it even in a simple day. I wrote more than 7,000 words just for the fun of blogging friends, just to raise a big banner and call on everyone to produce more sugar and more fans to give me health. (ps. How can I eat honey chicken without sugar if I can earn a million dollars a day? {"TopicId":"682321778810421248","TopicName":"Honey Chicken Status"}) As for the dog food classmate, my relationship status is really unclear. I didn't understand the identity of the cold goddess, so I will keep observing. ——————Text—————— "Jiang Miao! Come and take care of your son!" The senior sister at eight o'clock in the morning seemed to be a little angry, "I went to serve breakfast and he was eating sweets secretly!" Su Huaizhou, who had finished complaining to Jiang Miao, lowered his head and looked at the little boy in front of him: "Jiang Yuanshu! Did your mother ever tell you not to eat too much sweets, especially when you didn't even eat breakfast or brush your teeth? You ate so much sweets that you forgot you had a toothache?!" The little boy is only one meter tall. She stood up, her mouth was stuffed, her speech was slurred, and she even seemed to have tears flowing from her mouth, "Mom,... Bah, I'm sorry, the candy given by Aunt Shen Yu is really delicious, Bah..., I dreamed last night that Zhang Xiaomeng and I were eating candy together, Bah, Bah, but she insisted. This is her candy, and she didn't even give me a piece of it! Damn, I cried for a long time, and I ate the candy as soon as I woke up." The little boy nodded as he spoke, as if he was agreeing with his words, and his soft hair trembled as his head moved up and down, which made him look particularly cute with his extremely serious expression. Jiang Miao, who had just finished washing, came out of the toilet to smooth things over: "Okay, senior, don't be angry~, Shushu occasionally eats candy. You see, in his dream last night, he was thinking about the candy given by Senior Shen, so forgive him this time." "Huh, just spoil him. "Su Huaizhu pouted, "Shu Shu, go and wash your hands and have breakfast." "Yes, listen to mom, go and wash your hands, don't eat sweets secretly next time, it's bad for your teeth." Jiang Miao walked into the kitchen, pulled up the stool, patted Jiang Yuanshu's little head, and said to Jiang Yuanshu. "Yes, mom and dad, I know." Jiang Yuanshu shouted and ran into the bathroom with his short legs. Jiang Miao sat down and looked at the breakfast on the dining table. The yellow fried dough sticks were placed on a white plate. Three bowls of soy milk were placed at everyone's place, with a boiled egg next to each person. Jiang Miao was very surprised: "Senior sister, when did you learn to fry fried dough sticks? Did the pastry class you enrolled in still teach this?" Su Huaizhou turned away from Jiang Miao, her pretty face turned red, "I went out to buy the fried dough sticks and soy milk, and I boiled an egg." "Uh..." Jiang Miao couldn't help but laugh, "Why did you suddenly go out to buy breakfast, and I didn't hear you? Are you going out?" "It wasn't you last night..." Su Huaizhu kicked Jiang Miao from under the dining table. Before he could continue, he saw Jiang Yuanshu washing his hands and running out with short legs. Su Huaizhou immediately stopped, "Eat, eat!" Jiang Miao couldn't protect the senior's little feet in his arms and play with them carefully in front of Jiang Yuanshu, so he had to start eating honestly. "Junior, don't forget to send me to the Financial Academy later." Su Huaizhu reminded Jiang Miao during the meal. "Don't worry, how could I forget about senior sister?" Jiang Miao replied, "Senior sister, it has been five years since graduation. Time really flies by!" "Yes, time flies by so fast." Su Huaizhou and Jiang Miao looked at each other, their eyes intertwined, looking at the good time they spent together in college and their social life after graduation. : Jiang Miao became more and more courageous as he fought with the support of his senior sister. After finishing "My Girlfriend Is the Master of UP", he wrote another article "Senior Sister Don't Talk". He picked up dog food every day and successfully signed a contract with a major in his junior year. He was promoted to platinum before he graduated in his senior year. Now he is working hard every day and is an example. Writing articles full-time is very nourishing. Su Huaizhu graduated a year earlier than Jiang Miao. On the dividing line between school and society, facing a trace of hesitation about the future and the joy of hearing that Jiang Miao had signed a major contract, she handed herself over to Jiang Miao shortly before graduation. The two became closer and at the same time strengthened their intention to stay with each other for the rest of their lives. Not long after Jiang Miao graduated, the two entered the palace of marriage hand in hand. Nine and a half months later, they ushered in the crystallization of love - Jiang Yuan Shu - Jiang Miao and Su Huaizhu became attached to books. Several of Jiang Miao's phenomenal and popular sweet articles were also the joint efforts of the two. So when Jiang Miao used his ten years of online writing skills to look through the dictionary to find a name, he immediately agreed when he heard the name Su Huaizhu gave. As for whether there were two or three people on stage at the wedding scene except the emcee, no one knew. My father-in-law finally discovered the fact that Jiang Miao was writing the book, but he didn't say anything. He just took away Su Huaizhou when Jiang Miao was visiting his senior sister's house when Jiang Miao and Su Huaizhu were preparing to get engaged, and used his rich wine experience to give Jiang Miao a small punishment. Looking at Jiang Miao, who was so drunk that he was delirious and assured his father-in-law that he would be good to his senior sister. Before his father-in-law could be proud for a long time, he was attacked by Su Huaizhou who had rushed back after getting the news and rolled his eyes. The beaming father-in-law's face turned into a bitter look again. ...... Jiang Yuanshu on the side did not notice the affectionate look between Su Huaizhu and Jiang Miao at all. After eating the eggs, he asked: "Mom, Zhang Xiaomeng said she will go with her parents today! You take me there too Okay, I haven't played with Zhang Xiaomeng for a long time." Shen Yu and Zhang Panfeng, two dull people, have become more passionate since they communicated with each other offline and were not affected by social barriers. Shen Yu found out that she was pregnant before she graduated from her senior year. Both parents knew that their children had social difficulties and it was not easy to find someone to accompany them for life, so they did not object to the two of them being together. After meeting, the parents of both parties hurriedly decided to get married. Shen Yu even had his graduation photos taken with a full belly. Fortunately, the bachelor's uniform was loose enough, so Shen Yu didn't show her pregnancy for too long, and you couldn't tell it from her appearance alone. However, this also resulted in Zhang Xiaomeng, their daughter, who was almost one year older than Jiang Yuanshu and was already preparing to go to elementary school. Before Su Huaizhu could say anything, Jiang Miao said to Jiang Yuanshu: "No, Shushu, we agreed before that we would go to your grandparents' house at noon today. Your grandparents haven't seen you for a long time, and they miss you too. Let's go and play with Xiaomeng after dinner. Isn't it good?" Jiang Yuanshu thought for a while, Zhang Xiaomeng seemed to bully him all day long, and sometimes pinched himself. Although he was a boy and should let her go, the snacks from his grandparents' house seemed to be more delicious, and he could bring them from home for Zhang Xiaomeng to eat. Thinking of this, Jiang Yuanshu stopped eating and ran directly into his room. "Okay~ Dad, I'm full. I'm going to pack my schoolbag first!" Su Huaizhou and Jiang Miao were left at the dining table, whispering. "Look at your son, he is so cute and cute all day long. He wants to find a wife at such a young age~" "Oh, Shushu doesn't follow me. I didn't realize my first love until college. I don't know any beautiful woman who is so lucky to meet me. But don't tell me, Senior Shen and Senior Zhang are two boring gourds, how come the cute little one is so lively?" "You started to pant before I said you were fat." Su Huaizhu spat, "Who knows, maybe Shen Yu and Zhang Panfeng are both good and bad." ...... After dinner, the family went out together. Jiang Miao first sent Su Huaizhou to Caiyuan, and then he and Jiang Yuanshu went back to his parents' house. While waiting for dinner, Su Huaizhou would meet Qi Lianyue and Shen Yu, and the three families would get together. As for the other roommate, Cao Jiayuan, her own outlook on life is different from that of the other three. Especially during her junior and senior years, she had quarreled with Qi Lianyue several times, and she was basically a stranger to the other three. Jiang Miao drove the car and listened to Su Huaizhu complaining: "Nowadays, class reunions are just for showing off who makes more money and who is living a good life. If I didn't miss Shen Yu and Yueyue, I wouldn't go." "Our Section Chief Su earns a lot," Jiang Miao said with a smile. "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that I am hanging around with my dad. When my dad's company is successfully listed on the market next year and hands the company over to professional managers, and he retires from the management position, I will definitely quit and concentrate on being at home with you and studying. Besides, I am a financial section chief, how can I Internet writing masters earn more, right?" Although they have been married for four years, Jiang Miao was still agitated when he heard his senior sister call him that. After all, every time the senior sister called him that after the relationship was confirmed, either he would be out of breath, the senior sister would be out of breath, or both of them would be out of breath together. It's a pity that Jiang Miao was driving and Jiang Yuanshu was sitting in the back seat, otherwise he would have put his beloved wife in his arms and loved her very much. Before Jiang Miao responded to the senior sister's teasing, Su Huaizhou's cell phone suddenly rang. Su Huaizhou picked it up and took a look at it, "Hey, it's Yueyue's call." Jiang Miao only heard Su Huaizhou hang up the phone before talking for a few words, and asked, "What did Senior Sister Qi say?" "Yueyue said she wouldn't go to the party at noon today, so... Just meet with us in the evening." "Huh? You have to pay for the party in advance? Why did you suddenly stop going?" "I don't know, she seemed very busy there and didn't tell me any reason. Just tell me to talk to you when we have dinner in the evening." "It will be clear in the evening. Since you haven't turned down dinner, it means it's nothing serious." Jiang Miao continued to drive, but he heard a WeChat notification sound on his cell phone. He asked Su Huaizu: "Sister, help me look at my hands. Is it because the editor is looking for me? He told me a few days ago that the comic book publisher wants to discuss the authorization of the new book with me. " "Okay, I'm working hard to support my family!" Su Huaicou took out Jiang Miao's phone from the right pocket of Jiang Miao's pants, unlocked it and read the message. "Hey, it's Wang Zin who sent you a message. He said that he is going to Hangzhou on a business trip next Monday, and he wants to have a meal with us with Song Huanhuan." I came to see Song Huanhuan on a business trip." "It seems that they have been apart since they graduated from undergraduate degrees, right? They are still in a good relationship after so many years." "I can't help it. Who told the prince, a top student, to go to the central finance school? Song Huanhuan failed the central finance exam but was transferred to the school of finance for two years. After graduating from the graduate school, Song Huanhuan stayed at the school. The prince joined the job and went to Shanghai. Although it was close, it was still there after all. It's a different place." Jiang Miao said with emotion, "But the prince seems to be promoted to a supervisor soon. By then, their financial conditions will be much better, and they probably won't be in a different place anymore." "Half of the eight-year relationship has been in a different place. It's true. It's a shame for them." Su Huaizhou couldn't help but sigh, and then she saw another unread message on her phone, "Hey, junior, Chen Haotang said thank you for promoting his online store in your new book recently. He and Ding Ning picked out a box of things. Sent it over." "Well, I just recommended a few words about him in the book, so he has to be so polite to me." "It's not easy for the two of them. Their families are so difficult. Chen Haotang is an undergraduate. I have been working hard for a long time, but now my life is finally getting better. The last time I chatted with Ding Ning, she said that the two of them were already looking at a house, and they probably have bought it by now." "Ding Ning sacrificed a lot to be able to stay. Although he was working in Hangzhou, he still went back to his hometown with Chen Haotang to open an online store. I heard that the two of them had a thousand yuan left in their pockets during the most difficult time in the first year. "Yes, everything is fine after all." Jiang Miao also laughed. Jiang Yuanshu, who was sitting obediently in the child seat in the back seat, looked at his parents who were laughing and was slightly confused. Although he didn't understand what his parents were saying, they seemed to be discussing the affairs of several uncles and aunts. Those uncles and aunts are very nice people: Uncle Chen and Aunt Ding will send him a lot of food and play things every once in a while; Aunt Huanhuan often takes him to play in school; but he still likes Aunt Qi the most - Aunt Qi is the closest to him in height, and playing with Aunt Qi on the neck will not tire him. After sending his senior sister to the Finance Academy, Jiang Miao brought Jiang Yuanshu back to his parents' house. The old couple naturally became very close to their grandson when they saw him. The old couple had long known that their daughter-in-law was having a class reunion today, so they didn't ask much and asked Jiang Miao to bring more things home when she left. Jiang Yuanshu on the dinner table was particularly lively, making Jiang's father and Jiang's mother laugh. The family finished lunch happily. At exactly 12:30, Jiang Yuanshu was coaxed by Jiang's mother to take a nap. Jiang's father was tending flowers and plants on the balcony, and Jiang Miao went into his original room and started coding as usual. I continued coding until 4:30 in the afternoon. Jiang Miao stretched and saved the results of the afternoon with satisfaction: 4,000 words - just kidding, my senior sister is not here, isn't it fun to minesweeper on the computer! Aren't the book club friends interesting? Four thousand words in one and a half hours is already the limit of human beings. Jiang Miao twisted his neck and moved his body that had not moved all afternoon, thinking about the past few years since the beginning of the relationship. From the beginning, as long as Jiang Miao completed the coding goal set by the senior sister, the senior sister would reward her. Later, as long as Jiang Miao did not complete the goal, she would have to hand in homework. At first, Jiang Miao relied on her youth and vigour to resist the brutal rule of her senior sister, but later she obeyed obediently and succumbed to the abuse. For a month, her body really couldn't bear it. So in the past few days, Jiang Miao's CD has been completed, and he has no motivation to write, and he even deliberately updates less - to rebuild the glory of our generation, today! As for the backache after getting up in the morning, why don't you just wait until you get some rest in the coming week? Jiang Miao walked out of the room. Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were watching TV in the living room, while Jiang Yuanshu was playing with toys alone in the room. Jiang Miao sat on the sofa and chatted about family life with Jiang's father and Jiang's mother. Jiang's father and Jiang's mother talked about how Xiao Chen's family on the roof of the building had recently given birth to another child. Xiao Chen and his wife Xiao Jiang were in confinement, and Xiao Chen could be seen going out to buy groceries every day. Jiang's mother sighed: "Whether it's Xiao Chen or Xiao Jiang, his cats and dogs are also smart, but their names are weird. I don't understand what you young people think." Jiang Miao laughed out loud immediately, "It's kind of" and "Come on". He couldn't figure out what kind of brain circuit it took to come up with this name. Maybe my brain went crazy when I came up with the name. Jiang's father and Jiang's mother shared with Jiang Miao their daily fun stories in the community. Jiang's father talked about playing chess every afternoon with the old guys in the community who didn't know how to play croquet, and emphatically boasted about his glorious record last Wednesday when he surrendered one chariot, horse, and cannon, and killed Lao Li, who ran a canteen in the community. Jiang's mother also shared various gossips she heard from the sisters who danced in the square, and finally criticized Jiang Miao as usual: "Don't lie in front of the computer screen all day long. I heard that those authors have bad spines and cervical vertebrae. You should pay attention to getting up and moving every once in a while." At half past five, Jiang Miao took Jiang Yuanshu to pick up Su Huai's porridge, and then went to have dinner with Qi Lianyue and Shen Yu's family. (To be continued (Part 2 has been updated)

Senior sister, my posts here are all invisible. This is a picture I found accidentally. I think... It deserves a boost!

After reading it, 🍅that one is indeed an imitation. It would be much better if he could mark it himself. How come there are so many things 😁

The world would best be, and only be, regular if it could. Infinitely reflecting the magnificence and regularity of geometric trajectories, a perfect world, and a civilization in which rationality governs mankind, these are his beliefs to this day. But even so, his name is still Wang Zin. The hair can be combed, the clothes can be arranged, the nails can be taken care of, the homework can be tidy, the desks can be wiped clean, and life can be healthy. Every step on the road has the same span, first the right foot, then the left foot, and the other soft little hand in the hand. Under the sun, there is hope for the future. Then one day, a certain cup broke in a place I didn't understand. Don't know, don't understand, don't want, why? This world. The boy's teeth in the mirror, the wrinkles on his clothes, the chip on the edge of the bowl, the neglect, the shape of the branches, the fallen leaves, the ruggedness of the wall, the cold violence, the blind road, the parking space, the cynicism, the width and height of the eaves, the garbage on the street, the isolation, the ruined petals, and more, even the tip of the pencil, a speck of dust, and even his own name, he can never completely change. The hand also broke away. Alone. Why? There are countless tiny disappointments in my eyes, too many irregularities, this place, this world, this knot. It would be great if everything could be as simple as mathematics and graphics, and you could just write general formulas and list processes with little red flowers on them. On the evening of the breakup, for the first time in his life, he balled up his homework and threw it into the trash can. That night, Xiao Wang Zin saw all this. Under the covers, in the darkness, the air was suffocating. There were no tears, no sound, no movement and no strength. Gentle, quietly, that good night without sleep or moonlight. It doesn't matter. Wang Zin. Effort, uprising, resistance, silently. He clenched his fists, put on his glasses, and still had to live without his friends. The revolution is not over yet. Correct teeth, sweep floors, deal with relationships, vacuum cleaners, volunteer, garden, make friends, ponder pencil sharpeners, sleep. After that night, he had no decadence, no slack, no compromise to the world or anyone else - There was no answer, and he didn't know what to do, but he didn't want to be just a middle-class kid who only longed for answers from the world or himself or anyone else. Wang Zin. Of course it is possible to be happy, in studies, housework, interpersonal relationships, in this small corner, in this world, but there is a kind of uneasiness in life. There is destined to be something bigger in his head, waiting for him to approach, create, and embrace this little revolution. Wang Zin. Now, University, Wang Zin. A little before that, I failed, so I am still Wang Zin. With my fists clenched and my glasses on, I will always be Wang Zin. This place is unexpected, regrettable, terrible, and has no light. It is a reality that even high numbers cannot solve. Don't want it. Thinking of this, he clenched his fists again, and his nails dug deeply into his flesh. There was no bleeding, just pain, but the pain made him sober. Wang Zin. Then comes a new life. As expected, a different campus, different road trees, street corners, dormitories, bed frames, new roommates, new classmates, and class assistants that I don't know, a month-long military training, and course selection. The summer is still so hot, the same work and rest habits, the feeling of moving forward, and the feel of life. Not clear. I was teased with the same name, unexpectedly, and I didn't feel any bad meaning. In the past, everyone just laughed, only laughed, and kept laughing. But now, with them, the laughter passed. It was strange that the atmosphere was so relaxed that he could even breathe. The casual tone was an unprecedented experience. He raised his head. In this dormitory on the first night, he was in a hurry for the dinner in the past. The tension from the whole day, but the muscles could slowly stretch at this moment... Friends. There seemed to be something trembling in the body, as if the sound of decay could be heard. He put his hand to his heart. A bitter liquid flowed out from the heart, and tears were coming unconsciously, and they were about to... But everyone laughed without any malice. Jiang Miao, Xun Liang, and later Chen Haotang. Then, there was her. Song Huanhuan. She is not the first to follow him, learn from him, and try to be parallel to him. But he was the only one who could make him see hope. Why? A hand that accidentally touched? Slightly cool skin? The inlet of those eyes? Or something else, for the first time in his life, he felt a little horny... But there was only one thing he would never forget - This world, this place, even this dormitory, even such interesting roommates, those dark corners that were destined to be unable to pay attention, were the other side that he had to understand the world out of control and had to come into contact with. There was only one person in the secluded and deserted place. His eyes were as clean as a spring. He noticed his sensitivity, loneliness and calmness, and did not walk away. Song Huanhuan. Why does it only take seven minutes from the library to the canteen? How many days and times will it take for the trees to shed their leaves and become bald? The joy of mutual understanding with beings other than myself is something I haven't experienced in a long time. The topic didn't matter, it could be studies, friends, the future, a certain lake in Senegal, and even cats. But he was afraid of dogs, so he talked about a certain hill in Denizli. She is really good at geography, and she is even more glad that she almost chose science. Then, that Sunday. Everything is unexpected. Jiang Miao, then senior sister. Only later did he notice that when his senior sister kissed Jiang Miao, at the moment when he and the whole audience were stunned, she was looking at him, just looking at him. Song Huanhuan. After the show on Sunday night, Huanhuan asked him to go with her, and he started to beat a drum in his heart. Then he got it right. A familiar premonition. Under the shade of the evening light, the upturned face, those eyes, the corners of the glossy lips, the petite body... The warm and fragrant nephrite, damn, he couldn't control himself more and more, because... Song Huanhuan. He trembled violently and said, "Yes, I'm sorry..." When he came to his senses, he was alone again. Then, regretful, but conflicted, he didn't want to feel sad about it. It's obviously just this kind of thing. Why? I don't know, I don't understand, but... I really want it. Meeting once, being together, even just being in the same air is enough, I can't help but have her in my heart. Why? I actually? Dejected, suffering, and at the same time... Lonely. At a certain moment, he raised his head. Want to see her. The road is not just a road, and the book is not just a book. Perhaps in fact, the person who says he only wants to be a close friend is the most guilty, hateful, and hypocritical person. For the first time in my life, I have to admit failure. There is nothing you can do about the derailment, but if life continues, it can only be her. No matter how many people in the world are similar to him, they are just similar and have no feeling of her aura at all. She only has one. Song Huanhuan. Is the empty place beside you, in front of you, across from you, or... In your heart? If one thing is important, it's only her, only her. Song Huanhuan. There is no longer bitter moonlight in front of the window, it is dawn. After waiting for a long time, it is finally dawn. The phone vibrates. How long? What day is it today? He began to panic. For the first time in his life, it was so chaotic. The phone screen lights up. Today, Tuesday. It's been about a few days. I vaguely thought it had been a long time. [Cleaning frequently]: "It's over. I didn't listen to calculus at all yesterday... I can't even do the questions today." After reading it once, he stared again and looked again. In terms of calculus... It should be this one. [Wash your hands frequently]: (picture) [Clean frequently]: "Who said we should copy it?" ! Wash your hands frequently: "Then if you don't understand anything, you can ask me." Clean Qin: "How can I ask on WeChat? There are many symbols that I can't type out." One word after another, he slowly swallowed a mouthful of water and typed slowly. I am in the library in the afternoon. Confirm, the tone is correct, and send it out. Soon it vibrated again. Clean frequently: "Okay. One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. He suddenly exhaled. There was a sound in the clinic, and it was Xun Liang muttering: "Prince, please be quiet about his grandma." Chen Haotang didn't even get up, and at 5:30 when Jiang Miao didn't go home at night, he laughed to himself. One o'clock in the afternoon. He was under the tree in front of the library. For the first time in his life, he felt that coming to the library was such a stressful thing. The leaves on the top of the head are becoming more and more yellow, and there are fewer and fewer, and the few protruding branches are lonely. Now I see it, and I don't find it strange. The lightning rod on the roof stretches lonely into the sky. There is no sound, no tears, just sweat on the palms. Two o'clock. Two o'clock is too far away. One hour is so long? Seeing that there were more and more people, he had no choice but to go in first and find two adjacent empty seats. Put your bag, pick up your book, and sit down. Before she arrived, she was excited but calmed down. That face appeared before my eyes. The book is opened. Just watch and wait. I don't know how long it's been. Thirsty. No, I'm not coming. He raised his head, vaguely trying to get the cup, and then his other hand was cut off - a clean, slender hand. Looking at each other. She blinked and blushed, "Ah... You want to pour water, right? I, I will help you." Her schoolbag is on another seat, in this place, on this planet, beside him, and in other places. That's great. After fighting for half his life, he no longer felt the will to resist the world. If you cut off any piece of life, you will not be able to reach the present. It is not only him who has edges and corners, but also the world and Wang Zin. We don't need to be what others expect. Likewise, the world doesn't need to be what others expect. He also hopes that he can just be himself. Wang Zin can be, and so can he. There is no need to force it, but one thing is important, Song Huanhuan. Sing praises to the days spent together. Song Huanhuan. Praise to this revolution. This insignificant, unknown revolution, this revolution of reconciliation with the world. Wang Zin's revolution failed. {"TopicId":"597004991063982080","TopicName":"Weekly fan submissions"}

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The chapters where he confessed his love were really discouraging. If this was really the first time he fell in love, the first time he knew that the person he liked also liked him, whether it was through her mouth or not, how could he hold back the thought of teasing her three times? It felt like it didn't match the inner drama of the previous protagonist. It was okay the first time, but the expectations of the heroine were really full the second time. It can be said that the heroine has already taken 99 steps, and the hero only needs to take one more step, but not, eh, it's just playing. You can think about "playing" with the heroine three times, but to be honest, you shouldn't continue this boring trick the second time. It feels like it's not handled well. I don't know how the author handled it later. Reading the comments, it's super sweet at the end? But after reading the few chapters of this confession, I no longer had any desire to read it.

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Does the author have to create a disgusting character🤔this fourth roommate in every book? Isn't this just disgusting? His attitude doesn't make the protagonist feel disgusted at all? I don't understand how I wanted to read this one after I finished reading it. Since it's a dog food novel, why do you always have to create such a character that makes people hate you at first? No matter what the reason is, he is put in a good direction. At least the first impression is already extremely bad

Penta kill! As Wusha's voice sounded in the boy's headset, he looked at the girl beside him with some pride. She doesn't know how to play games, but she still comes. She just wants to make him happy. Even if she is just watching a movie next to him, she just wants to accompany him quietly like this, no matter when and where. She looked at his bright smile and his eyes that were asking for credit. I couldn't help but chuckle: How old you are, but you still look like a child. His tone was as gentle as a spring breeze. They looked at each other quietly, and the taste of happiness gradually brewed between them... After an unknown period of time, the boy seemed a little tired of playing. Turning to look at the girl. The girl was wearing his coat, her petite body curled up into a small ball, and she had fallen asleep. Her black hair was casually spread across her face, and the light from the screen in front of her left mottled light and shadow on the girl's face. As if he was talking in sleep, his pink lips wriggled from time to time. The boy couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but mostly he was happy. He slowly approached, blinked uneasily, and placed a deep kiss on her forehead, "I love you so much"... You can take a look at the handwritten snippets, tap to spray, please (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) I also wish you all the lovers will eventually get married!