Four years of college life were as calm as water, and it was irrelevant to the long process of becoming a rogue. There was nothing worth writing about at all. If you really have to write it on, it would be a bit off topic.
Therefore, due to limited space and energy, it is better to just mention the study life during college.
Say some extra words. During my studies, I occasionally had a few relationships, but they all ended in failure. The female classmates I was able to come into contact with either my mother was not a fan of my preference or someone else didn't like me.
Only once, I finally had the honor of being in love with a female classmate. This really surprised me. What surprised me even more was that my extremely picky mother also fell in love with this female classmate. I took her home and my mother chatted with her for a long time. When I learned that her home was in the city and returned to my hometown without hesitation after graduation, my mother immediately interrupted our relationship.
After these incidents, I have no intention of talking about love with my female classmates
Without real investment, you will not get satisfactory fruits
To be honest, I still care about Sister Yin in my heart. Even if there is a little opportunity, I will sneak to Sister Yin like a thief.
After graduation, my mother dug a hole and took great pains to finally stuff me into the propaganda department of the government agency.
My immediate boss is a short and fat man in his fifties. He is wearing highly myopic glasses. Behind the high raised lenses, a pair of cunning little eyes appearing, staring at me maliciously.
A ridiculous big meat ball was arched behind his round soybean, which reminded me of the old fat Kim of North Korea
There was a long and wide mouth under his dirty garlic nose, and his lips were surprisingly thick and fat. Whenever he spoke, his fat mouth always unconsciously had disgusting saliva flowing: Well, ah, ha!
Before each time he spoke, he had to be weak, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional. Well, ah, haha, then he pulled open his drawer: Xiao Zhang, these are the new books I wrote, you can take them and take a look!
I believe that after reading these books of mine, it will definitely be of great help to your future publicity work! After saying that, he pushed a few brand new books with ink fragrance to me with an extremely proud look. I picked up one and flipped it out roughly. The thick pages were all full of official antonyms and replicas of party magazines and newspapers.
Xiao Zhang, in the future, you will be responsible for the compilation of manuscripts for our department’s external publicity. Well, ah, haha, this work is very important!
This person's surname is Han. All the staff in our office said whisperingly, and said: Director Han, Director Han!
When I hadn't figured out Director Han's reputation, his nickname flowed into my ears unexpectedly: Han Dalaba After a few days of work, I noticed that Han Dalaba is an extraordinary person. Almost every day, people come to ask him to do all kinds of things. Every time at this time, Han Dalaba looked at the small notes sent by others, and then shook hands with him very politely, and then suddenly touched his forehead: Oh, my cigarette is finished, you go downstairs to buy me a box of cigarettes!
The person who asked him did not dare to neglect him, so he turned around and went to buy him cigarettes, or he muttered again: Oh, the boiled water in the unit is really unpalatable, you, buy me a drink!
After he took the cigarette or drink, he looked at the watch on his wrist thoughtfully: Don't worry, are you doing it? I will try my best to do it. Well, ah, haha, it's getting late, let's go downstairs to find a restaurant and have a meal and chat!
well,
The visitor answered very readily, and then asked: Director Han, which restaurant should we go to eat?
Well, ah, ha... Don't waste it too much. A new dumpling restaurant has been opened downstairs. Let's just eat some dumplings!
OK, Director Han, let’s go!
So, Han Dalaba went to drink happily!
When I got home, I told my mother the boss's size and his stories. My mother burst out laughing: Hehe, Director Han is a very good person,
My mother introduced me: My colleagues in the government told me: Director Han has a high education and is more rigid in his pen. When he was in a meeting, he often didn't need to draft drafts and talked endlessly. When he was young, with his superhuman eloquence, he once climbed to the position of mayor's secretary, but this person was too lustful and had some power and was out of the way. He messed up with men and women in the government, making a government building messy, and had a very bad effect. In a rage, the mayor kicked him out of the mayor's office and demoted him to a profession but no real power. Director Han not only spoke but had a loud voice. When he arrived at the propaganda department, he was very keen on doing propaganda and inciting work. Over time, people gave him the nickname of Han Daluan in his loud voice.
Mom cleared her throat and continued: Yes, this Han Dalaba is not only lustful, but also likes to drink. I heard from my colleagues that this guy is dead when he sees alcohol, and he will never end when he drinks. It won’t be the end if he doesn’t get drunk. He has a cerebral thrombosis. Son, have you noticed that he is walking around now and he always drools when he speaks. He is all drunk. He is paralyzed without drinking, and he is considered a cheap one! Alas,
When talking about drinking, my mother suddenly frowned: Oh, I have to invite him to drink. I hate this person the most. I have come into contact with him several times before. When this guy saw the woman, he was sticky and couldn't walk. He said that we lesbians were away from him. But now, for you and for the future of my son, there is no way. In a few days, I have to invite him to drink, make him confused, and take the opportunity to take good care of your son. You don't know. Although Director Han has been demoted and has no real power, his background is still very large and he is still quite energetic. If you are happy to drink him, beg him to drink at the mayor, and maybe he can promote you as soon as possible!
Director Han!
When I was about to get off work the next day, my carefully dressed mother walked into the office of our Propaganda Department with a small leather bag in her face: Hello, Director Han!
oh,
Han Dalaba, who was writing in a busy manner, raised his head and held his glasses. When he saw that it was my beautiful mother, he threw away the pen in his hand and stood up. He pushed open the office chair and walked to his mother, stretching out his fat big hand: Oh, oh, × Teacher, welcome, welcome!
His big hand tightly held my mother's delicate palm, and looked at me so annoyed: Humph, what a shameless old pervert, I will take advantage of the opposite sex by taking advantage of the opportunity to shake hands with others.
Han Dalaba looked at his mother with concern: × Teacher, how are you doing recently?
OK, OK, thank you Director Han for your care for our school!
I am unshirkable to do it, and I am not afraid to do it. It is my unshirkable responsibility to do a good job in the school’s publicity work!
Director Han!
Mom quietly broke away from Han Daba's big big palm like a bear: It's almost time to get off work, let's go, Director Han, let's have some food simply!
ah,
Han Dalaba suddenly felt happy: OK, Teacher ×, wait for me, I will pack up!
Xiao Zhang,
Han Dalaba said to me while packing his manuscript: Go, go downstairs and buy me a cigarette!
go,
Mom stuffed a bill into my hand
Director Han,
Mom suggested: Which restaurant is ours?
Well, ah, ha,
Han Dalaba touched his head that was almost bald: × Teacher, don’t waste it too much, just make it simple, there is a newly opened dumpling restaurant downstairs, let’s just have some dumplings!
ah
As soon as he sat on the chair in the dumpling restaurant, Han Dalaba happily picked up the recipe: Well, ah, haha, waiter, what special dishes do you have here!
go,
After ordering the dishes, Han Dalaba said to me again: Xiao Zhang, go, buy me a bottle of drink!
Director Han, what are you doing with drinks? We have to drink wine?
Well, ah, ha,
Han Dalaba shook his head: No, I am sick and can’t drink anymore!
I bought a drink and when all the dishes were served, Han Dalaba suddenly changed his mouth and said: No, although I am sick, Teacher × invites me to dinner. Today I will sacrifice my life and have to accompany Teacher × to have some good drinks!
I clearly saw Han Dalaba quietly stuffing the drink into his pocket, and then picked up the beer glass: Come on, teacher, have a drink!
Director Han,
Mom reluctantly raised her wine glass: Fuck,
Well, ah, ha,
After drinking a glass of beer, Han Dalaba became even more excited. He deliberately leaned over to his mother. His mother hid in embarrassment: Director Han, come, have another drink!
OK, Teacher × pour me wine, I have to kill it even if I drink it
Guru, I got a glass of beer again
From childhood to teenager to youth, I have never seen my mother drink alcohol, and after drinking so much wine, I stared at my mother and Han Dalabo back and forth, pouring wine into my throat one by one, while silently thinking: Mom, my dear mother, you are all for your son
I felt grateful to my mother again, and I suddenly remembered Sister Yin's words, Yes, my mother must have been quite painful when she gave birth to me.
But what did my son do for his mother?
From childhood to adulthood, I have caused so many troubles to my mother, so much worry about me, and so many tears. Now, I have grown up and started working, but my mother is still worried about me and can make a fortune as soon as possible. So, my mother abandons her past conscience and fights with this old pervert regardless of everything.
Mom, mom, great mom
I remembered my past inappropriate thoughts about my mother, and I felt even more ashamed. Although I didn't drink a sip of wine, my whole cheeks unexpectedly turned red and spread to my neck and shin.
Soon, Han Dalaba was so fluttered by his mother that she was a little ecstatic. Seeing that the time had come, my mother sat next to Han Dalaba with a smile: Director Han, from now on, my son will be taken care of all by you!
No, no,
Han Dalaba, who seemed drunk but not drunk, grabbed his mother's hand: No, no, I didn't say anything!
×Teacher, don’t worry! Mom tried her best to avoid Han Dalaba’s entanglement, and had to push and deal with him halfway. She kept reminding Han Dalaba to take care of me, and if you have any good errands, don’t forget to promote me, Han Dalaba shaking, saliva flowing from the corner of her mouth, and her round head was pounding like a garlic: Don’t worry, don’t worry, ×Teacher, in the future, your son will be my son, me, me,...
It was already late, and what should be said was almost the same. My mother started to stop her: Oh, Director Han, it was late, so let’s drink this today!
×Teacher, let’s have a drink again!
Director Han, it's too late. I have to go to work tomorrow. I'm willing to drink it. I'll drink it when I have time. It's a long time to come!
That's OK, that's OK!
Waiter, check out!
My mother immediately called the waiter. When the waiter came over with the bill, Han Dalaba, who looked already drunk, suddenly felt energetic: How much does it cost?
Fifty!
oh,
Seeing my mother take out the money and hand it to the waiter, Han Dalaba suddenly said: Issuing, issuing an invoice, issuing an invoice for me!
Well, yes, sir, the invoice is obtained from the bar, you can wait a moment!
The waiter was about to leave with the banknotes, and Han Daba suddenly shouted: More, drive more!
How much, sir!
One hundred and fifty yuan!
Ah, my mother and I widened our eyes almost at the same time, staring at Han Dalaba blankly, as if we were thinking like this: My God, this, Director Han, you are so good!
hit, hit,
When the waiter handed the invoice to Han Dalaba, he pointed to the leftovers that were not eaten on the table: Beat, beat, pack
Yes, sir!
Han Dalaba held the cigarettes, drinks, and the invoice of 150 yuan in his pocket, and was carrying the leftovers I had made in his bag. He took two steps back and took the stairs. Seeing this, his mother hurriedly supported him: Director Han, be careful, I'll take you home!
No, no, no, × Teacher, it’s okay, I can go home, please give me the taxi money!
Why,
After walking out of the gate of the dumpling restaurant, my mother immediately took out a bill: Director Han, take a taxi home!
Thank you, thank you, × Teacher!
My mother and I stuffed Han Da Horn into a taxi. When the taxi suddenly sounded and the white smoke disappeared at the end of the street, my mother and I looked at each other and looked at you. I looked at you. I smiled bitterly and shrugged. My mother spread her hands at me. We smiled knowingly, not knowing what to say.
Therefore, due to limited space and energy, it is better to just mention the study life during college.
Say some extra words. During my studies, I occasionally had a few relationships, but they all ended in failure. The female classmates I was able to come into contact with either my mother was not a fan of my preference or someone else didn't like me.
Only once, I finally had the honor of being in love with a female classmate. This really surprised me. What surprised me even more was that my extremely picky mother also fell in love with this female classmate. I took her home and my mother chatted with her for a long time. When I learned that her home was in the city and returned to my hometown without hesitation after graduation, my mother immediately interrupted our relationship.
After these incidents, I have no intention of talking about love with my female classmates
Without real investment, you will not get satisfactory fruits
To be honest, I still care about Sister Yin in my heart. Even if there is a little opportunity, I will sneak to Sister Yin like a thief.
After graduation, my mother dug a hole and took great pains to finally stuff me into the propaganda department of the government agency.
My immediate boss is a short and fat man in his fifties. He is wearing highly myopic glasses. Behind the high raised lenses, a pair of cunning little eyes appearing, staring at me maliciously.
A ridiculous big meat ball was arched behind his round soybean, which reminded me of the old fat Kim of North Korea
There was a long and wide mouth under his dirty garlic nose, and his lips were surprisingly thick and fat. Whenever he spoke, his fat mouth always unconsciously had disgusting saliva flowing: Well, ah, ha!
Before each time he spoke, he had to be weak, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional. Well, ah, haha, then he pulled open his drawer: Xiao Zhang, these are the new books I wrote, you can take them and take a look!
I believe that after reading these books of mine, it will definitely be of great help to your future publicity work! After saying that, he pushed a few brand new books with ink fragrance to me with an extremely proud look. I picked up one and flipped it out roughly. The thick pages were all full of official antonyms and replicas of party magazines and newspapers.
Xiao Zhang, in the future, you will be responsible for the compilation of manuscripts for our department’s external publicity. Well, ah, haha, this work is very important!
This person's surname is Han. All the staff in our office said whisperingly, and said: Director Han, Director Han!
When I hadn't figured out Director Han's reputation, his nickname flowed into my ears unexpectedly: Han Dalaba After a few days of work, I noticed that Han Dalaba is an extraordinary person. Almost every day, people come to ask him to do all kinds of things. Every time at this time, Han Dalaba looked at the small notes sent by others, and then shook hands with him very politely, and then suddenly touched his forehead: Oh, my cigarette is finished, you go downstairs to buy me a box of cigarettes!
The person who asked him did not dare to neglect him, so he turned around and went to buy him cigarettes, or he muttered again: Oh, the boiled water in the unit is really unpalatable, you, buy me a drink!
After he took the cigarette or drink, he looked at the watch on his wrist thoughtfully: Don't worry, are you doing it? I will try my best to do it. Well, ah, haha, it's getting late, let's go downstairs to find a restaurant and have a meal and chat!
well,
The visitor answered very readily, and then asked: Director Han, which restaurant should we go to eat?
Well, ah, ha... Don't waste it too much. A new dumpling restaurant has been opened downstairs. Let's just eat some dumplings!
OK, Director Han, let’s go!
So, Han Dalaba went to drink happily!
When I got home, I told my mother the boss's size and his stories. My mother burst out laughing: Hehe, Director Han is a very good person,
My mother introduced me: My colleagues in the government told me: Director Han has a high education and is more rigid in his pen. When he was in a meeting, he often didn't need to draft drafts and talked endlessly. When he was young, with his superhuman eloquence, he once climbed to the position of mayor's secretary, but this person was too lustful and had some power and was out of the way. He messed up with men and women in the government, making a government building messy, and had a very bad effect. In a rage, the mayor kicked him out of the mayor's office and demoted him to a profession but no real power. Director Han not only spoke but had a loud voice. When he arrived at the propaganda department, he was very keen on doing propaganda and inciting work. Over time, people gave him the nickname of Han Daluan in his loud voice.
Mom cleared her throat and continued: Yes, this Han Dalaba is not only lustful, but also likes to drink. I heard from my colleagues that this guy is dead when he sees alcohol, and he will never end when he drinks. It won’t be the end if he doesn’t get drunk. He has a cerebral thrombosis. Son, have you noticed that he is walking around now and he always drools when he speaks. He is all drunk. He is paralyzed without drinking, and he is considered a cheap one! Alas,
When talking about drinking, my mother suddenly frowned: Oh, I have to invite him to drink. I hate this person the most. I have come into contact with him several times before. When this guy saw the woman, he was sticky and couldn't walk. He said that we lesbians were away from him. But now, for you and for the future of my son, there is no way. In a few days, I have to invite him to drink, make him confused, and take the opportunity to take good care of your son. You don't know. Although Director Han has been demoted and has no real power, his background is still very large and he is still quite energetic. If you are happy to drink him, beg him to drink at the mayor, and maybe he can promote you as soon as possible!
Director Han!
When I was about to get off work the next day, my carefully dressed mother walked into the office of our Propaganda Department with a small leather bag in her face: Hello, Director Han!
oh,
Han Dalaba, who was writing in a busy manner, raised his head and held his glasses. When he saw that it was my beautiful mother, he threw away the pen in his hand and stood up. He pushed open the office chair and walked to his mother, stretching out his fat big hand: Oh, oh, × Teacher, welcome, welcome!
His big hand tightly held my mother's delicate palm, and looked at me so annoyed: Humph, what a shameless old pervert, I will take advantage of the opposite sex by taking advantage of the opportunity to shake hands with others.
Han Dalaba looked at his mother with concern: × Teacher, how are you doing recently?
OK, OK, thank you Director Han for your care for our school!
I am unshirkable to do it, and I am not afraid to do it. It is my unshirkable responsibility to do a good job in the school’s publicity work!
Director Han!
Mom quietly broke away from Han Daba's big big palm like a bear: It's almost time to get off work, let's go, Director Han, let's have some food simply!
ah,
Han Dalaba suddenly felt happy: OK, Teacher ×, wait for me, I will pack up!
Xiao Zhang,
Han Dalaba said to me while packing his manuscript: Go, go downstairs and buy me a cigarette!
go,
Mom stuffed a bill into my hand
Director Han,
Mom suggested: Which restaurant is ours?
Well, ah, ha,
Han Dalaba touched his head that was almost bald: × Teacher, don’t waste it too much, just make it simple, there is a newly opened dumpling restaurant downstairs, let’s just have some dumplings!
ah
As soon as he sat on the chair in the dumpling restaurant, Han Dalaba happily picked up the recipe: Well, ah, haha, waiter, what special dishes do you have here!
go,
After ordering the dishes, Han Dalaba said to me again: Xiao Zhang, go, buy me a bottle of drink!
Director Han, what are you doing with drinks? We have to drink wine?
Well, ah, ha,
Han Dalaba shook his head: No, I am sick and can’t drink anymore!
I bought a drink and when all the dishes were served, Han Dalaba suddenly changed his mouth and said: No, although I am sick, Teacher × invites me to dinner. Today I will sacrifice my life and have to accompany Teacher × to have some good drinks!
I clearly saw Han Dalaba quietly stuffing the drink into his pocket, and then picked up the beer glass: Come on, teacher, have a drink!
Director Han,
Mom reluctantly raised her wine glass: Fuck,
Well, ah, ha,
After drinking a glass of beer, Han Dalaba became even more excited. He deliberately leaned over to his mother. His mother hid in embarrassment: Director Han, come, have another drink!
OK, Teacher × pour me wine, I have to kill it even if I drink it
Guru, I got a glass of beer again
From childhood to teenager to youth, I have never seen my mother drink alcohol, and after drinking so much wine, I stared at my mother and Han Dalabo back and forth, pouring wine into my throat one by one, while silently thinking: Mom, my dear mother, you are all for your son
I felt grateful to my mother again, and I suddenly remembered Sister Yin's words, Yes, my mother must have been quite painful when she gave birth to me.
But what did my son do for his mother?
From childhood to adulthood, I have caused so many troubles to my mother, so much worry about me, and so many tears. Now, I have grown up and started working, but my mother is still worried about me and can make a fortune as soon as possible. So, my mother abandons her past conscience and fights with this old pervert regardless of everything.
Mom, mom, great mom
I remembered my past inappropriate thoughts about my mother, and I felt even more ashamed. Although I didn't drink a sip of wine, my whole cheeks unexpectedly turned red and spread to my neck and shin.
Soon, Han Dalaba was so fluttered by his mother that she was a little ecstatic. Seeing that the time had come, my mother sat next to Han Dalaba with a smile: Director Han, from now on, my son will be taken care of all by you!
No, no,
Han Dalaba, who seemed drunk but not drunk, grabbed his mother's hand: No, no, I didn't say anything!
×Teacher, don’t worry! Mom tried her best to avoid Han Dalaba’s entanglement, and had to push and deal with him halfway. She kept reminding Han Dalaba to take care of me, and if you have any good errands, don’t forget to promote me, Han Dalaba shaking, saliva flowing from the corner of her mouth, and her round head was pounding like a garlic: Don’t worry, don’t worry, ×Teacher, in the future, your son will be my son, me, me,...
It was already late, and what should be said was almost the same. My mother started to stop her: Oh, Director Han, it was late, so let’s drink this today!
×Teacher, let’s have a drink again!
Director Han, it's too late. I have to go to work tomorrow. I'm willing to drink it. I'll drink it when I have time. It's a long time to come!
That's OK, that's OK!
Waiter, check out!
My mother immediately called the waiter. When the waiter came over with the bill, Han Dalaba, who looked already drunk, suddenly felt energetic: How much does it cost?
Fifty!
oh,
Seeing my mother take out the money and hand it to the waiter, Han Dalaba suddenly said: Issuing, issuing an invoice, issuing an invoice for me!
Well, yes, sir, the invoice is obtained from the bar, you can wait a moment!
The waiter was about to leave with the banknotes, and Han Daba suddenly shouted: More, drive more!
How much, sir!
One hundred and fifty yuan!
Ah, my mother and I widened our eyes almost at the same time, staring at Han Dalaba blankly, as if we were thinking like this: My God, this, Director Han, you are so good!
hit, hit,
When the waiter handed the invoice to Han Dalaba, he pointed to the leftovers that were not eaten on the table: Beat, beat, pack
Yes, sir!
Han Dalaba held the cigarettes, drinks, and the invoice of 150 yuan in his pocket, and was carrying the leftovers I had made in his bag. He took two steps back and took the stairs. Seeing this, his mother hurriedly supported him: Director Han, be careful, I'll take you home!
No, no, no, × Teacher, it’s okay, I can go home, please give me the taxi money!
Why,
After walking out of the gate of the dumpling restaurant, my mother immediately took out a bill: Director Han, take a taxi home!
Thank you, thank you, × Teacher!
My mother and I stuffed Han Da Horn into a taxi. When the taxi suddenly sounded and the white smoke disappeared at the end of the street, my mother and I looked at each other and looked at you. I looked at you. I smiled bitterly and shrugged. My mother spread her hands at me. We smiled knowingly, not knowing what to say.
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