After three days off, the department announced that the course selection will start on September 19th. I looked at my phone and it was 12:60 on September 18, 2006. I got up to choose courses. Time always goes like water during holidays.
Overall, our classroom is not small. There are forty tables in densely packed, all of which are computer desks, one for two people. The classrooms in the Department of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering are probably like this. For us, if it is equipped with a computer, it would be perfect. Many people still look forward to the teacher and the classmates online with the Star Warcraft below. How leisurely it is. What happened later tells us: there is always a gap between ideals and reality.
Each of the counselors and class teachers sent a course selection list, asking us to make careful choices. I wonder why there are class teachers in college, and I still can't understand it.
After looking at the course, a large 16-open paper was covered with courses. You don’t need to read the core professional courses, that is a must. Each person chooses professional courses and elective courses according to their own interests. I looked at the list generally. What I was most interested in was the history of Chinese culture, or once a week.
When I got the notice, I was confused. The school did not have a special cultural and historical major. I was puzzled when facing many majors. Finally, I used the method of inventing any wise man from China to make a choice: I grabbed the lot and grabbed the software engineering.
For this major, I think I have opened four orifices with five orifices---I can't understand any of them.
The mistress sat next to me, scratched her cheek and then clenched her butt, and said to me very seriously: Zhang Qing, I want to choose Japanese in elective courses. Seeing that I was confused, the mistress continued: In order to understand what Teacher Sora Aoi shouted at me every time I raised my middle finger to him, but it sounded good, but I feel that I have always rejected the word "Japanese". There are many reasons for rejecting the word "Japanese". On the one hand, the word "Japanese" is a famous catchphrase in Shandong. Whenever I encounter something that sounds more interesting, the first sentence that everyone says is usually: My Japanese, this... On the other hand, I think the word "Japanese" always reminds me of that small island country, the bird country that was accidentally bombed by Americans. I think Japan is not as interesting as the word "Japanese". To put it bluntly, in my eyes, Japan is not as good as the genitals.
The mistress said again: Another one, I heard from a fellow villager that the ratio of men and women in their department is 1 to 9. He is from the Eastern Languages Department. A boy has to break into nine pieces to achieve balance. If I go, I guess I can match a few girls. Speaking of this, Dazhi also looked at his head from the front and asked the mistress: Is it true? I go too, I go too, these two bastards. It is really shameful to have Japanese school in order to watch an A-movie. Later, I also took this subject.
Actually, I have many purposes for choosing this subject. In addition to having a little resonance with them, I know that there are many Japanese students in the school. I want to curse them in Japanese if I see them: What would it feel like if I’m my mother? Let’s go there once a week, it will not affect my patriotism.
Here I would like to say to you guys: Those who study Japanese may not necessarily worship foreigners, nor may they all make their own future and study. They also want to say, "I'm X, your mother, to let them understand it." The facts prove that I did it later.
Finally, I chose several professional courses such as SQL database FLASH production. The elective courses are Chinese cultural history and basic Japanese. The mistress directly took my elective form and copied it. Dazhi felt that he should not be in conjunction with us. Then he used his pen as a turntable and transferred several courses. The elective courses are basic Japanese and basic Korean. Because there are many girls in these two professional courses, I really don’t know what this guy has left besides chasing love.
After the class was chosen, Lao Liu was handed over to us. The time was almost right. The three of us went downstairs to have dinner. There were more people eating three meals. We looked at the restaurant and felt scared. We had to queue up until the year of the monkey and horses. There was no way. We found a window to make rice bowls and lined up slowly. We chatted and waited for nearly five minutes. Finally, we finally got to us. Suddenly, a few tall and big people quickly inserted into front of us. Three seconds later, the mistress's voice sounded: Get out, go back, grass!
Those people were all wearing basketball uniforms, and after a closer look, there were a few words printed on the back: Economics and Management System, the number below is the
There were five people in the team, two of them were in the team, and three others were asking them to buy them. This kind of thing happened just after the school started. Some of them relied on their long-term stay in school, and saw the freshmen who had no school sign on their chests and thought that the freshmen were easy to bully. When they met freshmen, they were all sent to the line, and a few of us were on their chests.
There is no school sign. When we see that we are freshmen, we lined up directly in front of us.
Who are you talking about? The man in front of the mistress turned around and scared me. The red bumps were distributed in every corner of his face. I glanced at him and thought to myself, where did this guy come from?
The face of the tutu is 1.9 meters tall, and he has a fat face. He doesn't look like a good person, but like a pig slaughterer.
What about you guys? We lined up for a long time and ran in front. You think who you are, get out of the way. The mistress has a pretty bad temper and doesn't give them a good look. Many students around have started looking here. Usually, freshmen don't dare to say anything when they encounter such a thing.
A few people around Tutu's face laughed: Little boy, I dared to be so awesome as soon as I came to school. Don't you want to get through anymore? He said that there was a short inch who came over and pushed the mistress. How could the mistress suffer? He pulled it backwards with his arm. I cooperated to dodge it. The short inch lay directly on the ground. The force would not make him fall. The ground was too slippery. The vegetable soup was covered with a thin layer of clear water.
Those people were probably confused. They didn't expect that the freshman would take action when he came up. Then the face felt that the lump face was completely unhooked, because half of the students in the restaurant noticed that there was a lot of fun here, and they all raised their heads to look here. He punched the mistress directly on the shoulder. I stepped forward to support the mistress, and my heart began to get angry. I hate others touching my friends and relatives in front of me.
Dazhi howled and rushed up, and was quickly knocked down by the five of them. After Dazhi fell to the ground, his face hit the ground with a very unbearable blow. The dumb face mocked: Just because you little pussy people are making trouble here, I didn't see whether the hair is long... I didn't let him finish speaking, and kicked his chest. The dumb face slid back two or three meters and his back hit the window without falling, but from his painful expression, this kick was enough for him to bear it. The buddies around him were also angry. The little buzz cut cursed and cursed me as soon as he got up. Your mother raised her arm and headed straight to my left face. I easily put a padded cloth and pushed him with a right hook. At this time, another foot next to me kicked my lower abdomen, and his right foot moved quickly, flashed his kick, and followed his forward rushing position and smashed his elbow directly into his stomach. After a wail, he covered his stomach and twisted on the ground.
At this time, the other two were already stunned. I shook my hand and said to them: I suggest you take them to the infirmary immediately. I don’t want you to lie on this dirty ground. Do you think so?
The two of them didn't say anything, and held Geda Face and the two fell down and walked outside. Geda Face looked at me fiercely before leaving: You are waiting
I have heard these three words countless times. Worship
Their faces were probably lost, and the eyes of the restaurant were wide open, looking at me. I felt a little inappropriate. I might get a punishment as soon as school started. I quickly pulled the surprised mistress and Dazhi and walked towards the door. After going out, Xiaosan Dazhi asked me anxiously: Damn, have you practiced?
Yes, I started practicing Sanda at the age of 11
No wonder it's so fierce, so handsome, go back and teach me some tricks
Unique skill, not male
……
Overall, our classroom is not small. There are forty tables in densely packed, all of which are computer desks, one for two people. The classrooms in the Department of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering are probably like this. For us, if it is equipped with a computer, it would be perfect. Many people still look forward to the teacher and the classmates online with the Star Warcraft below. How leisurely it is. What happened later tells us: there is always a gap between ideals and reality.
Each of the counselors and class teachers sent a course selection list, asking us to make careful choices. I wonder why there are class teachers in college, and I still can't understand it.
After looking at the course, a large 16-open paper was covered with courses. You don’t need to read the core professional courses, that is a must. Each person chooses professional courses and elective courses according to their own interests. I looked at the list generally. What I was most interested in was the history of Chinese culture, or once a week.
When I got the notice, I was confused. The school did not have a special cultural and historical major. I was puzzled when facing many majors. Finally, I used the method of inventing any wise man from China to make a choice: I grabbed the lot and grabbed the software engineering.
For this major, I think I have opened four orifices with five orifices---I can't understand any of them.
The mistress sat next to me, scratched her cheek and then clenched her butt, and said to me very seriously: Zhang Qing, I want to choose Japanese in elective courses. Seeing that I was confused, the mistress continued: In order to understand what Teacher Sora Aoi shouted at me every time I raised my middle finger to him, but it sounded good, but I feel that I have always rejected the word "Japanese". There are many reasons for rejecting the word "Japanese". On the one hand, the word "Japanese" is a famous catchphrase in Shandong. Whenever I encounter something that sounds more interesting, the first sentence that everyone says is usually: My Japanese, this... On the other hand, I think the word "Japanese" always reminds me of that small island country, the bird country that was accidentally bombed by Americans. I think Japan is not as interesting as the word "Japanese". To put it bluntly, in my eyes, Japan is not as good as the genitals.
The mistress said again: Another one, I heard from a fellow villager that the ratio of men and women in their department is 1 to 9. He is from the Eastern Languages Department. A boy has to break into nine pieces to achieve balance. If I go, I guess I can match a few girls. Speaking of this, Dazhi also looked at his head from the front and asked the mistress: Is it true? I go too, I go too, these two bastards. It is really shameful to have Japanese school in order to watch an A-movie. Later, I also took this subject.
Actually, I have many purposes for choosing this subject. In addition to having a little resonance with them, I know that there are many Japanese students in the school. I want to curse them in Japanese if I see them: What would it feel like if I’m my mother? Let’s go there once a week, it will not affect my patriotism.
Here I would like to say to you guys: Those who study Japanese may not necessarily worship foreigners, nor may they all make their own future and study. They also want to say, "I'm X, your mother, to let them understand it." The facts prove that I did it later.
Finally, I chose several professional courses such as SQL database FLASH production. The elective courses are Chinese cultural history and basic Japanese. The mistress directly took my elective form and copied it. Dazhi felt that he should not be in conjunction with us. Then he used his pen as a turntable and transferred several courses. The elective courses are basic Japanese and basic Korean. Because there are many girls in these two professional courses, I really don’t know what this guy has left besides chasing love.
After the class was chosen, Lao Liu was handed over to us. The time was almost right. The three of us went downstairs to have dinner. There were more people eating three meals. We looked at the restaurant and felt scared. We had to queue up until the year of the monkey and horses. There was no way. We found a window to make rice bowls and lined up slowly. We chatted and waited for nearly five minutes. Finally, we finally got to us. Suddenly, a few tall and big people quickly inserted into front of us. Three seconds later, the mistress's voice sounded: Get out, go back, grass!
Those people were all wearing basketball uniforms, and after a closer look, there were a few words printed on the back: Economics and Management System, the number below is the
There were five people in the team, two of them were in the team, and three others were asking them to buy them. This kind of thing happened just after the school started. Some of them relied on their long-term stay in school, and saw the freshmen who had no school sign on their chests and thought that the freshmen were easy to bully. When they met freshmen, they were all sent to the line, and a few of us were on their chests.
There is no school sign. When we see that we are freshmen, we lined up directly in front of us.
Who are you talking about? The man in front of the mistress turned around and scared me. The red bumps were distributed in every corner of his face. I glanced at him and thought to myself, where did this guy come from?
The face of the tutu is 1.9 meters tall, and he has a fat face. He doesn't look like a good person, but like a pig slaughterer.
What about you guys? We lined up for a long time and ran in front. You think who you are, get out of the way. The mistress has a pretty bad temper and doesn't give them a good look. Many students around have started looking here. Usually, freshmen don't dare to say anything when they encounter such a thing.
A few people around Tutu's face laughed: Little boy, I dared to be so awesome as soon as I came to school. Don't you want to get through anymore? He said that there was a short inch who came over and pushed the mistress. How could the mistress suffer? He pulled it backwards with his arm. I cooperated to dodge it. The short inch lay directly on the ground. The force would not make him fall. The ground was too slippery. The vegetable soup was covered with a thin layer of clear water.
Those people were probably confused. They didn't expect that the freshman would take action when he came up. Then the face felt that the lump face was completely unhooked, because half of the students in the restaurant noticed that there was a lot of fun here, and they all raised their heads to look here. He punched the mistress directly on the shoulder. I stepped forward to support the mistress, and my heart began to get angry. I hate others touching my friends and relatives in front of me.
Dazhi howled and rushed up, and was quickly knocked down by the five of them. After Dazhi fell to the ground, his face hit the ground with a very unbearable blow. The dumb face mocked: Just because you little pussy people are making trouble here, I didn't see whether the hair is long... I didn't let him finish speaking, and kicked his chest. The dumb face slid back two or three meters and his back hit the window without falling, but from his painful expression, this kick was enough for him to bear it. The buddies around him were also angry. The little buzz cut cursed and cursed me as soon as he got up. Your mother raised her arm and headed straight to my left face. I easily put a padded cloth and pushed him with a right hook. At this time, another foot next to me kicked my lower abdomen, and his right foot moved quickly, flashed his kick, and followed his forward rushing position and smashed his elbow directly into his stomach. After a wail, he covered his stomach and twisted on the ground.
At this time, the other two were already stunned. I shook my hand and said to them: I suggest you take them to the infirmary immediately. I don’t want you to lie on this dirty ground. Do you think so?
The two of them didn't say anything, and held Geda Face and the two fell down and walked outside. Geda Face looked at me fiercely before leaving: You are waiting
I have heard these three words countless times. Worship
Their faces were probably lost, and the eyes of the restaurant were wide open, looking at me. I felt a little inappropriate. I might get a punishment as soon as school started. I quickly pulled the surprised mistress and Dazhi and walked towards the door. After going out, Xiaosan Dazhi asked me anxiously: Damn, have you practiced?
Yes, I started practicing Sanda at the age of 11
No wonder it's so fierce, so handsome, go back and teach me some tricks
Unique skill, not male
……
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