I Was Taken Away by Three Little Girls in an Internet Cafe

Late Friday night, the last row in the all-night section of the Internet cafe. I sat down with instant noodles, and the three people next to me were flying into the air. Red Mao holds a cigarette in his mouth, and his hand speed is so fast that sparks appear on the screen; Huang Mao yells at people, and his swear words slip out like the name of a dish; Hei Changzhi is the quietest, but he specializes in resurrecting yin people. I opened the queue, and then—sent the first drop of blood. "Damn it -" the red-haired cigarette ashes even forgot to flick, "Brother, what you are doing makes my grandma more flexible in a wheelchair than you." Huang Mao took off half of his earphones, leaned over and said meaningfully, "Oh - you're a loser." Then the three of them took turns and insisted on "teaching" me how to behave. I was beaten to death all night long and scolded eight hundred times, "You must have played with your feet," but I refused to leave—— Because this is much more interesting than solo queue.