[abuse] a leaf boat

The Lost Wild Fairy:

A person's quilt, with a dimly lit flashlight, this is my fortress.Here you can isolate the sound of snoring like spring thunder one after another.But after listening to them for a long time, I actually got used to their rhythmic voices, different snoring sounds have different rhythms, they play together like a symphony, it seems like a concert.It's just that if I listen to it for a longer period of time, I will feel bored again, and I can't wait to stuff broad beans in each of their nostrils.

By the way, if I invent a generator that can use snoring, I install it on their nostrils every night, and then sell the generated electricity for money, will I become rich faster and embark on a shortcut to a successful life? .

Knowing that it is impossible to contact you, I still feel like talking to you face to face.Of course I know this is a self-deceiving idea, but the idea of ​​telling me that I can no longer contact you is the real self-deception for me now.You seem to be nestled somewhere in the "Green Castle".

Sounds creepy!If you see the distorted words I wrote, don’t be disgusted. This is writing in an abnormal state. It is not easy to write on paper through a soft bedding.

By the way, I would like to introduce to you a "Mr. Melancholy".Why do you call him Mr. Melancholy, because he always frowned, which is between the two eyebrows and above the bridge of the nose.It is considered a talent to be able to frown for a long time without relying on 502 glue.

Why introduce him grandly?For he has recently become my servant.

Living up to now, without much money in his pocket, he can actually enjoy the feeling of being served by others.Although he still frowns every time I give an order, he still does it seriously.

I asked him to wash my feet with water. Mr. Melancholy put a towel on his shoulders and kept heating and cold water until he felt it was right for me to wash my feet.Could it be that he is the young master of a rich family, he actually poured a basin of water, and when I put my feet in it, I felt like the feet of Buddha, kicking off the waves that engulfed the earth, punishing the criminals in the world.But the hot water was too hot, so I kicked over the washbasin angrily, scolded him and told him to fetch water again until I didn't feel the heat.

Mr. Melancholy just frowned, with a terrifying expression on his resolute face.He turned around silently and changed the water for washing his feet again.If I'm not happy, I'll keep making trouble with him, kicking the washbasin over and over again, and I'm extremely happy in my heart.

If I'm not near, Mr. Melancholy's brows will sag, but if I'm near, his thick eyebrows can be gathered into a ball.I thought he hated me, but now that I think about it, he might like me.

He is crushing on me.It must be like this, otherwise how could I not get angry when I accidentally knocked over the footwashing water, and quietly change a new basin.

In order to hide his secret love, that's why he kept frowning tightly, lest I find out.

What a boring guy.

The air here is very good, the sky is high, sometimes I am tired of standing in a military posture, and when I look up, there is a blue sky, which always gives me the feeling that the sea is upside down in the sky.At night, when you go to bed late, you can see the moon shadow lying between the cracks of the door, just not coming in, a faint silver.

How about it, the writing is not bad.Can the stories I make up be sold for money?The content inside is half true and half false, any similarity is purely coincidental.

PS: I injured my foot, but it was a blessing in disguise. I often rested, but the usual assessment results were worrying.

Popsicle Ice, who never replied, wrote in Black Bulongdong.

somebody is coming.Zhang Bing quickly turned off the flashlight and lay down on the bed.

Is there anyone checking bed at this point?Just as Zhang Bing finished thinking about the last question mark, he fell asleep in a prone position.

"Report, squad leader three."

"What's the matter?" The third squad leader scratched his head and asked, as if his hair hadn't been washed.

"I want to go to training."

"Are your legs okay?"

"No."

The third squad leader looked at the field, pointed to the obstacles and said: "This is not just standing in the military posture. Tell me which of the seven groups of obstacles you can run now? You have to use your feet. Look at how swollen your feet are." , why not be more careful. If you are not careful, your feet will die sooner or later."

Zhang Bing naturally knew that he shouldn't exercise recklessly, but it was not a long-term solution to sit around holding a book and read their training. After all, the daily assessment was also an important indicator for assigning companies.

"I can over-pile the net."

"How's it going?"

"Crawled without using feet."

"But you have to use your knees anyway. Doesn't it affect your feet?" The third squad leader kept persuading him: "It's not easy to get injured, so take more rest now."

"That's right, he was just sister Yilin who joined the army in place of his father."

"A glass beauty, after so many days, she can still have delicate skin and tender flesh, and she can't get tanned. She must secretly apply cosmetics under the covers every day."

"Shut up." The third squad leader glared at the broken mouths, and calmed down with his momentum: "I don't mean anything else," he said to Zhang Bing, "I just want to say, you, this injury hasn't healed yet, I know you He's a strong soldier, but it's not worth hurting his body."

Lu Shi from the third class added: "It's your turn to rest, and let those with long mouths be envious."

Lu Shi's words exploded in the second and third classes, and many people booed.Zhang Bing stood in front and could only hear behind with his ears.

Isn't Lu Shi a college student?You should be very calm in the face of things, how can you be so good at arguing, as expected, the strength of talking on paper is all about talking.Zhang Bing thought happily.

"Shut up. The two classes are training together. Don't tell me that you are not united." The third class leader looked Zhang Bing up and down: "You are really a thorn."

"Thank you!" Zhang Bing smiled, showing two layers of big white teeth.

There are seven sets of obstacles in the 400-meter obstacle course, and each front and back pass once.Zhang Bing fell on the ground, ready for the low pile net.He saw the opportunity, as long as the second group of people came, he would definitely stay away, the ghost knows what their gang of evil-minded people are thinking.Zhang Bing, who lacks the function of one foot and crawls very slowly, is an obstacle for the third class.

As soon as he got in, Zhang Bing regretted his decision on the spur of the moment.If you recuperate your injuries under the shadow of a tree, although it will be colder, at least you can put on a graceful posture and annoy them with triangular eyes.But now, I have become a stumbling block for class three, they have to bypass me and crawl forward side by side.

Zhang Bing was squeezed by a big guy, and the two got stuck in the net.The man touched Zhang Bing's foot, and Zhang Bing howled in pain.

"Brother, do you hurt? I didn't mean it."

Wu Shengzhou squeezed in the other direction as he spoke, the meat leaked out of the rope net, and from Lu Shi's point of view, it looked like a piece of pork belly tied up in a big way.Zhang Bing could hear the sound of the rope tightening.

"I'm holding Zhang Bing's foot, you go forward, don't worry, just squeeze through." Lu Shi said to Wu Shengzhou, grabbing Zhang Bing's foot.

Wu Shengzhou was very nervous and didn't dare to move.

"You move."

"Let elder brother go first." Wu Shengzhou squeezed himself into pieces.

"He's not as fast as you. Hurry up." Lu Shi was a little excited when he heard the complaints behind him.

But Wu Shengzhou was always reluctant and asked Zhang Bing to leave first.

"This isn't on the battlefield!" Lu Shi complained, "As for showing your sincerity?"

Zhang Bing was annoyed by this sudden plot and laughed: "You go first, it's faster this way."

Hearing Zhang Bing's order, Wu Shengzhou crawled out like a trailer, and Zhang and Lu drank a few mouthfuls of ashes.

"What kind of magic did you use to take a slave?" Lu Shi stared at Zhang Bing.

"How do I know?" Zhang Bing smiled wryly.

"Don't train anymore, this is enough. You feel comfortable enough, and you have achieved your goal." Lu Shi crawled past Zhang Bing and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, weeds can grow fast even if they are left in the wilderness." Taller and most exuberant. Don't worry about your recruit performance assessment." Also raised a layer of dust.

Zhang Bing leaned against the net fence and saw a few dead leaves floating on the ground and stacked together, he was suddenly moved.

In a dream not long ago, Zhang Bing was stepping on a dead leaf, drifting in the turbulent sea, the violent wind and rain had already wet his body, and the light of the lighthouse was sometimes bright and sometimes dark.Passing by, either pouring water into his own leaf boat, or tearing off a leaf, eating away at the inch-long foothold.

Zhang Bing couldn't bear to push away the three leaves, and looked at them cherishingly.The temperature in the chest spreads in waves as the heart turns into a weak electric current.

People kept exclaiming, which attracted Zhang Bing's attention.A black figure quickly crossed the low wall with one hand, quickly passed the high board platform, jumped onto the single-plank bridge like a rocket class, and crossed the high wall like a madman.

That lunatic is Yu Bo.

The Yu Bo that Zhang Bing sees doesn't care about anything in private, doesn't care about anything, and is always preoccupied.If he had never been in contact with him, Zhang Bing would have thought that Yu Bo was an autistic patient.However, no one dared to bully or take the initiative to encourage Yu Bo like isolated Zhang Bing.Yu Bo has a heroic spirit that is different from ordinary soldiers, not only because of his height, but also because of his resolute eyes.I don't know where it came from, maybe it was the aura brought by Yu Bo himself, which made others retreat to the outside.

But Zhang Bing knows that Yu Bo is not only indifferent, he will fight against all opponents to buy time for his comrades, and he will pay attention to small things and take care of others.

But Zhang Bing has only been in contact with him for three days, and still knows nothing about Yu Bo. Seeing Yu Bo who seems to be torturing himself, Zhang Bing doesn't understand why he is working so hard.His strength definitely does not come from his desire for results.Thinking of Zhang Bing's analysis of Yu Bo's secret love for him last night, he smiled wryly: How is it possible.

After much deliberation, the only answer I can get is: Yu Bo is a masochist.

Sweat profusely proves that time is running out, and the legs turn around like wheels, seemingly unconscious.But only Yu Bo knows that his physical strength has reached the point of exhaustion, his calf muscles are tense, blood rushes to his head along his body, and his brain seems to be resisting the anger brought about by the torture of his whole body, driving his body hard.The more painful, the faster.

Yu Bo's teeth were about to be crushed, his cheeks were swollen, his body was covered with sweat, he couldn't feel the pleasure of exercising at all, only pain, the pain full of memories, like a group of parasites stuck into his brain, buzzing inside ring.

Nanye, Nanye, Nanye, Nanye, Nanye...

Yu Bo ran with all his strength, and his body habitually crossed obstacles as if he had become conscious, without any hindrance.Faster, faster, Yu Bo subconsciously repeated, thinking like a spell that he could leave all his memories behind.As long as there is a second of slack, the memories about Nanye flow in seamlessly like the night, submerging the whole body from head to toe, and swallowing up the arms that are calling for help.

Yu Bo remembered.

Not long after going to the game room with Nanye, Yu Bo went to harass him again, but Nanye already refused each other.But Yu Bo felt that he had suffered a great loss. What he went to was not the place he dreamed of at all, but a low-level entertainment place with mixed fish and dragons.

Yu Bo felt that Nanye was fooling himself.But Nanye's attitude is tough, even if Yu Bo asks the head teacher to make Nanye his exclusive study partner, referred to as Shutong, he still gets a cold response from Nanye.In the self-study class of the two in the afternoon, the two formed a pair.

Yu Bo kept harassing Nanye, but it didn't work.Nanye simply kept half of his face sideways, said nothing, and devoted himself to studying.Yu Bo wondered, those ancient poems are not used now, so what's the use of studying them so seriously.If it is about economics, Yu Bo thinks it may be useful for students from poor backgrounds, but this may be a huge question mark for Yu Bo.

But hard work might pay off.

But Nanye didn't answer him, thinking that he could despise himself with a pretty face, then he was really naive.

Yu Bo didn't kick Nanye's leg with his foot, and was delighted to see Nanye's glaring expression at him.He didn't care that Nanye's thoughts were interrupted, and he kept asking questions, and his voice became louder and louder, causing dissatisfaction among the students around him.

But no one dared to speak, just looked up a few times, then immersed himself in reading.

"Can you keep your voice down?" Nanye looked around, feeling embarrassed.

Seeing Nanye's action, Yu Bo felt that he had won, and he was very proud.

"Why, aren't you unwilling to talk?"

"You are sick. Why do you keep pestering me? Your family is rich, and I have to rely on scholarships." Nanye lowered his head and leaned in front of Yu Bo to blame.

"Oh, so you need a scholarship, tell me earlier, I can help you." Yu Bo said loudly, subconsciously feeling that Nanye would feel ashamed, so that he could stand taller than Nanye.

Nanye closed his mouth, his teeth were moving in his mouth, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.He was short of breath, his face was flushed, and he cared about the sight of his surroundings, but he didn't dare to look, so he could only lower his head to study.He gradually calmed down his breathing and forced Xue to go in.

This made Yu Bo dissatisfied.He didn't understand why Nanye was so stubborn and couldn't admit defeat.Yu Bo seems to feel that he has done too much, but he is not reconciled.

"Everyone knows that your family is rich, so can you not show off?" said the girl sleeping in the corner.That was the third daughter of another powerful family in the class: Yu Zhu.

In the whole class, only she dared to fight against Yu Bo.Naturally, the two disliked each other.

"Never mind your business, bitch." Yu Bo slanted the corners of his mouth, showing a mocking expression.

Yu Zhu was obviously not used to swearing, her face turned green, her whole body was shaking with anger, and she hesitated for a long time without saying a word.

Yu Bo was satisfied with his swearing, but he still had lingering fears. If his parents found out, he would definitely be locked up in a dark room.

There are two weeks left for student activity week.This is a quality education content that other schools in Wuying City do not have. Only Wu Shipu Middle School implements it. After all, most students who can go to Wu Shipu High School do not have to worry about employment problems, and do not have to study hard like other students.

Before the self-study class is over, the head teacher enters the class and announces that the theme activity in the class is comedy. The classroom used for rehearsal is naturally the large classroom in the West District, and the stage for the final performance is naturally the Golden Dance Stage. Of course it was Yu Zhu.

Even now there is not even a script.

However, the male and female protagonists are facing huge contradictions. Just from the glaring eyes of both of them, the temperature of the classroom suddenly rises.In the eyes of the class teacher, they are happy friends, and they will definitely become a family in the future, and they are a mountain to rely on.In Nanye's eyes, now is a paradise, learning without harassment makes Nanye relax.

In order for Yu Bo to exercise his organizational skills, apart from assigning him some capable assistants, the rest is up to the students themselves.Yu Bo lived up to everyone's expectations, and quickly assigned tasks, and found classmates to share scripts, props, and costumes.

For Yu Bo to be the leading actor, Yu Zhu strongly protested, but all she got was a kind smile from the head teacher.And Yu Bo alone was the leader, which made Yu Zhu unacceptable, but her words had no weight in front of the teacher, just like a puff of smoke with a little black hair that scattered.

The script of "Sleeping Ugly and Prince Charming" was quickly completed under Yu Bo's repeated requests for revision.

During the rehearsal, Yu Bo sat under the stage with his legs lifted, watching the people around him come and go contentedly, and hurriedly slipped in and out of the red curtain.

"Okay, let's get started."Yu Bo clapped his hands and signaled his classmates to prepare to play the board.

In order to better shoot, Yu Bo used his pocket money to invite a film crew composed of school students to film all the rehearsal content.This will not only ensure that everyone can learn more experience from the rehearsal and repeatedly review their performances, but also edit the tidbits and project them on the stage after the performance as the final easter egg.

Yu Bo imagined that all the people sitting in the hall stood up and applauded, and the applause recalled that the red color was mainly in the temple in Phnom Penh.Yu Bo felt satisfied just relying on imagination.

"Yu Zhu didn't come."

"What?" Yu Bo felt as if he had been hit in the head, sparks bursting out of his head.She dared to let the pigeons go, she was dead.

"She said she has something to do, and she will come later." The classmate who was listening to the phone whispered, seeing Yu Bo's face change, the voice was close to the mosquito.

"Give me the phone." Yu Bo failed to hand it over, and snatched it: "Hello, hello." There was only a busy line on the phone.Yu Bo called back, but no one answered.

"You!" Yu Bo pointed to Nanye and said, "You come to practice with me."

Nan Ye, who had just put on the tree clothes and only showed half of his face, looked at Yu Bo in surprise: "I, I am a man."

"What's wrong with the man, as long as I think about it, this script can be called "The Beggar Prince and Prince Charming"." Yu Bo's words could not be denied.

The author has something to say: I'm so sleepy, I updated it.I was so happy to see someone commenting on it. I didn’t see it before. It’s like a bite of delicious food.