He Ji and Le Xian

The two walked hand in hand to the small square in the center of the campus. There were yellow headlights on the square, and several groups of people gathered around the square. banner.

Zhang He wondered, "What are a bunch of people and cats doing here in the middle of the night?"

Wang Jianshou set up an awning to try to see the words on the banner clearly, but he is very short-sighted. He stretched his neck and looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

Zhang He said with a smile: "Oh, the crowd is promiscuous and chaotic, let's hurry up and watch."

"When it comes to prostitution and chaos, no one can compare to us." Wang Jian smiled and pointed to himself, "Counting romantic people, let's look at the present!"

Zhang He: "If you have wine today, you will be drunk today!"

Wang Jian was stunned for a moment, and quickly answered: "Jun Moxiao, lying on the battlefield!"

Zhang He: "The laughter fades away!"

Wang Jian was stuck by this sentence, thought for a long time, and then choked out a sentence, "The boundless falling trees are rustling."

Zhang He immediately said: "No, the first character of your sentence has to be Xiao."

Wang Jian muttered: "Xiao...Xiao...is on the tip of my tongue, why can't I think of it?"

Zhang He didn't give him more chances to struggle, so he hurriedly humiliated him and said, "You don't even know how to do this? You are illiterate!"

Wang Jian was about to refute, when Zhang He suddenly realized: "I said, what kind of moths are a group of people doing in the middle of the night, and it turns out that the association is recruiting young melons."

Wang Jian also finally saw the words on the small banner clearly, and said casually: "Do they recruit eight-ripe melons?"

Zhang He: "I guess Xuan, people are clubs recruiting newcomers, not recycling bins collecting junk."

Wang Jian: "..."

The two walked to a small table and looked down at the sign on the table.

Zhang He said in surprise: "No underwear club, what the hell is this?!"

The clerk of the recruiting office of the "No Underpants Club" is a small crew cut wearing glasses. He looks very stocky. At first glance, he looks very honest and honest.

However, in fact, it is very likely that the crew cut guy who is not wearing underwear looked at Zhang He with dissatisfaction, and warned: "Student, please pay attention to your language. I am the president of our company. If you have any doubts, you can ask me, but I still hope that everyone can be polite to each other."

Zhang He was slightly intimidated by the president's domineering aura. He thought for a while, and felt that it would not be a wise decision to be different from the president of the club that doesn't wear underwear, so he said politely: "I don't know if your company chose this name." What is the intention?"

The president seriously pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose, and the two glass lenses reflected the light of wisdom: "As the name suggests, the no-pants club is a club where all members don't wear underwear, and they are committed to promoting the idea of ​​no underwear. A community of habits. In our opinion, underwear is the oppression of Ding Ding. The original intention of our association is to make the world aware of the existence of this oppression, and to fight against all underwear and all underwear manufacturers .”

Zhang He: "..."

Wang Jian: "..."

Zhang He: "But have you considered Xiao Ding Ding's feelings? In your opinion, it is restraint, but to Xiao Ding Ding, it is probably a kind of protection. Maybe they enjoy the state of staying with their underwear very much, And you brutally separated them."

The president said firmly: "There is no such possibility!"

Zhang He: "You are not Xiao Dingding, how do you know Xiao Dingding's feelings?"

There was a mysterious smile on the corner of the president's mouth, and he said, "How do you know I'm not Xiao Ding Ding?"

Zhang He: "..."

This fucking is okay? !

Wang Jian was delighted to hear this, and applauded the president: "Although there are only a few words, brother, you have already shown extraordinary psychological quality and astonishing thick skin. Given time, you will become a great weapon!"

The president also showed a mysterious smile to Wang Jian, and then replied: "Young man, I think you have a strange skeleton, and you exude an aura very similar to our club, which is very suitable for our no-pants club. Young man, do you want to join us?"

Wang Jian: "..."

Seeing Wang Jian deflated, Zhang He burst out laughing.

Wang Jian squeezed Zhang He's hand, and said with a smirk: "No need, I'm not good enough for your company."

The mysterious smile appeared on the president's face again, and he slowly said: "It is very difficult to face up to the true desire in your heart, but it is worth doing. If one day you figure it out, you can always come to me I."

Zhang He: "Hahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Wang Jian: "..."

Wang Jian pulled Zhang He and turned around and left. After walking a few steps, Zhang He pulled him back to the front of the no-pants club. Officer, now I want to ask you a question, you can keep silent, but every word you say will be used as evidence in court."

The president raised his eyebrows: "Please tell me."

Zhang He: "Which son of a bitch from the student union approved this association you established?"

The president pushed his glasses, "I can't tell you his real identity, but we all call him the 'God of Little Ding Ding', he is the gospel of little Ding Ding, all the little Ding Ding who have been rescued and will be rescued in this world Ding Ding will pay him the most sincere respect, so I sincerely suggest you not to use the three words Guisunzi to address him."

Zhang He was eager to know which Guisunzi approved this club, so he retreated and said: "Okay, I apologize for my previous offense, then can you describe to me the 'God of Little Ding Ding' physical features?"

President: "He has long colored hair."

Zhang He: "..."

Wang Jian: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

President: "Since you both belong to the student union, can I ask you to convey my respect to him? Our club has not contacted him for a long time."

Zhang He: "He has passed away."

The president was shocked: "When?!"

Zhang He: "Just now."

Without waiting for the president of No Underpants Club to react, Zhang He took Wang Jian and ran towards the opposite side of the square quickly.

Wang Jian said while hahahahaha: "What are you running, I want to hear more about the heroic deeds of the god of little Ding Ding, okay?"

Zhang He let go of him, and walked forward alone, saying, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Wang Jian caught up and grabbed Zhang He, "Why are you rushing, watch the road!"

Zhang He was pulled to a sudden stop by Wang Jian. Just as he was about to punch Wang Jian twice, he saw a small wooden table a step away from him. Sock Club.

Zhang He was startled, and thought to himself, this fucking has just come out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den!

Wang Jian approached, "Fortunately, I pulled you, otherwise you would have knocked over the table, hey, don't wash socks? What the hell is this?"

The little girl sitting at the table said softly: "Are you interested in learning about our club?"

Zhang He: "Thank you, no need."

Wang Jian: "Okay."

The little girl automatically ignored Zhang He's refusal, and explained weakly: "Although we are called the No Washing Socks Club, we don't really don't wash socks, but we don't wash socks in a conventional way. There are other ways to clean socks that have been tested and found to be of little practical value, including drying, smoking, grilling, and freezing. If you are willing to join, I believe we will be able to find a more realistic cleaning together the way of the socks."

Having been baptized by the president of the no-underpants club, this frail little girl can no longer make their hearts fluctuate too much. Wang Jian smiled politely at the little girl, and then asked: "I approve the establishment of your club." Does the student union secretary have colored hair?"

The little girl opened her eyes wide in surprise, and raised her voice slightly: "How did you know? Isn't this a secret?"

Zhang He: "..."

Wang Jian: "Hahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Zhang He pulled Wang Jian out of the playground, and said as he walked, "It's all a fucking mess, Wang Jian, let me tell you, the student union is no longer the student union it used to be!"

Wang Jian: "Hahahahahahahahaha..."

Zhang He rushed forward, making up his mind that no matter how shocking the society he encountered, he would never stop his noble footsteps.

However, in the last few meters before leaving the playground, he finally failed.

Because he saw Le Xian who was filling out the form next to a club recruitment table.

Zhang He leaned over to look at the sign on that table. There were eight large characters on the sign, "Persist on not playing badminton club".

He patted Le Xian on the shoulder and said speechlessly, "What are you doing here?"

Le Xian held the membership application form and shook it at him, "Participate in club activities, do you want to go together?"

Zhang He patted Lexian on the head: "Little Lexian, I haven't seen you for a few hours. You are mentally handicapped a lot. What's the point of joining this kind of club for fun?"

Just as Zhang He finished speaking, a deep male voice came over, "Don't just comment on things you don't understand."

Zhang He followed the prestige and saw a tall, thin, curly-haired man staring at him with resentment.

Just as Zhang He wanted to say that I have no interest in understanding, Xiao Lexian, you should hurry back to the dormitory with me and stop messing around with these idiots, when Wang Jian said in a dawdly way: "Then you can tell us so that we can understand."

Zhang He: "..."

One and two are mentally handicapped!

The little curly hair was full of Changhong and said: "We insist on not playing badminton club. The check-in system, and regular non-playing badminton experience sharing sessions, in which seniors will unreservedly pass on their experience and lessons of not playing badminton over the years to new members to help They have grown rapidly. In our club, the most senior member has already had the impressive achievement of not playing badminton for 26 consecutive years. All the efforts we have made cannot be summed up by your superficial and arrogant 'joking club' Yes. I hope you know how to respect the efforts and dreams of others."

Zhang He: "...I think what you said is very reasonable, but I still think you are joking around. What's the use of you insisting on this thing?"

Little curly hair said sadly: "The biggest problem of modern people is that they think about being useful in everything they do, forgetting their original intentions, and losing the ability to do things without utilitarianism and have fun. In life, one should persevere no matter what. , Persistence itself is usefulness, purpose, and meaning.”

Le Xian clapped his hands and said, "Great, great, He Ji, you are amazing!"

After receiving Le Xian's compliment, Curly He Ji showed a hint of color on his face.

"The idea of ​​our club has influenced countless young people. I have seen his reaction a lot, but you," Little Curly looked at Zhang He meaningfully, and continued, "You are such a fool , I have also seen many people who are not destined to be saved by Buddha, let alone me, you can go. This one is called Le Xian, right? Stay and let's continue communicating."

Zhang He ignored the little curly hair, he patted Le Xian on the forehead: "Who do you call He Ji?"

Le Xian pointed to the little curly hair, "His name is He Ji, isn't it a coincidence?"

Zhang He glanced at Little Curly Hair sympathetically, and said tactfully: "I think his reaction has nothing to do with your ideas."

The little curly hair said contemptuously: "Do you think what you think is what you think?"

Zhang He: "What I think is not necessarily what I think, but what you think is not necessarily what you think."

Little Curly: "Oh? Like?"

Zhang He: "For example, you think I don't know the secret of your club's establishment, but I actually do."

Little Curly didn't cry when he saw the coffin: "Hehe."

Zhang He: "The person who approved the establishment of your association has colored hair. If it weren't for him, your association would never exist."

The little curly hair was surprised: "How do you know?!"

Wang Jian: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Le Xian: "What the hell?"

Zhang He took Le Xian's arm and walked out, saying as he walked, "Stop fucking nonsense, go back to the dormitory and sleep."

Le Xian: "President He, I left that watch there. I'll report to you tomorrow."

Wang Jian: "Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

When the three of them returned to the dormitory, the fat man and the second child were chatting.

Fatty: "There is nothing in this world that I dare not do."

Second child: "Then I will call you grandpa, do you dare to agree?"

Fatty: "Dare."

Second child: "I don't believe it."

Fatty: "If you don't believe me, try it."

Second child: "Grandpa!"

Fatty: "Hey!"

Second child: "Grandpa!"

Fatty: "Hey!"

Second child: "Grandpa!"

Fatty: "Hey!"

The second child sighed, "Fatty, you are so brave."

The fat man said proudly, "Of course."

Zhang He stepped forward, knocked one down with his fist, gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck me to sleep!"

The author has something to say: Note 1: Counting romantic people still look at the present day, the present day is full of wine, the present day is drunk, the drunk lying on the battlefield Lord Mo Xiao, the laughter gradually disappears and the sound fades away, and the endless falling trees are all quoted ancient poems.

Note 2: "There must be persistence in life, persistence itself is meaning" seems to be a motto or something, hereby note it.