Chapter 19: The Reply of Fusheng Ru Meng

Since the school network video was released, I was in dire straits. Although the buddies in the dormitory did not go online, they also knew about this from their classmates. After I went back, they stared at me with a cow-like eyes, with a look of this guy on his face. These beastly characters asked me to do one thing: teach them how to practice Sanda when they have nothing to do, so that they can be outstanding next time they have such a limelight.

They think I was named twice as soon as I entered the school. I was sleeping in the first time when I was running but I didn’t find any photos, so everyone just knew that there was such a thing.

Character, this time

Everyone watched the videos well. I guess I could recognize this guy on the road as a 3-year-old man in the restaurant. Given these two incidents, they felt it was unfair and the limelight made me come out, but what they didn't know was that I was desperate to die. These two incidents happened to them.

Sometimes people want to become famous, but it’s useless to drive a tractor and hit a Mercedes-Benz. Sometimes people want to be low-key, and they can even get into the news even if they squat in a pit.

I didn't expect that my video would have such a great influence. After class that day, I was walking back to the dormitory. Suddenly, a girl with big framed glasses stood in front of me and stared at me for a long time. I was thorned by her and asked her if she had bought Lucai. Her cheeks suddenly turned red and she held my hand and asked: Are you the handsome guy in the video who was fighting against three?

I said without hesitation that it was my twin brother. Then I pulled the mistress beside me who was laughing wildly and fled the scene because I found that at least three people were staring at their 8 million pixel eyes and trying hard to identify the person in front of me. If I didn't leave, I would be buried.

After that, I have always been like a thief and dared not walk in crowded places. After a day, I really felt like I had stole twenty small cars. I was so tired that I fell back into the house and fell down. Even Yingying couldn't hear the call. Every time she called in, Xiaosan Xiaoqiang and the others answered it. The topic was nothing more than that Zhang Qing, who had become famous now, would have to abandon us ordinary people.

If I can see the Buddha of Tathagata, I will make a wish: I hope that all the students in the school will be highly myopic and curse a fire in the school's glasses shop.

After a few days of fear, my heart calmed down a little. So far, no teacher has come to me to give me a punishment. In addition to being recognized by others, the one I care most about in my heart is the floating life and the girl who wrote about the desolate summer. Although I have only read one of her articles so far, the prose that made me feel a little painful has really entered my heart.

Five days later, I couldn't hold it anymore and went to the computer room to fight for the danger of being caught. Fortunately, no one recognized me. Unfortunately, there was a problem with the server in the computer room that day and the system was being updated.

I was extremely regretful, but there was an inexplicable feeling in my heart that made me sit there and wait for the server to be normal. I found a website to play Super Mary for two hours. Finally, at the moment when I could click on the campus network, I felt a little urged to cry. Thank the government!

I didn't expect that this time I found that article so hard. I finally found it in a corner. I clicked on it and there was an extra reply below. I saw the name: Fusheng is like a dream. I don't know why. Those four words were like stars shining in my eyes. That feeling filled my heart, and I couldn't say that satisfaction

Fu Sheng Ruomeng: I didn't expect someone to see these, and I never wanted to see these. I just wanted to say them in a place where no one knew me. It was a surprise. Thank you, thank you. We are all wandering, wandering in the distance that we don't know, but every time we wander, we will have a happy time. Even if tears are hanging on my cheeks, yes, even if tears are hanging on my cheeks, I don't seem to cry anymore. My pupils are almost dry. I don't want to cry. I'm afraid of crying. I'm afraid of crying. I know you can't see me, so I will tell you these things. No one understands my heart. I'm a person who doesn't want people to see through my heart. When someone sees me, I'm very scared. Thank you, Tan Qing (registered name on my campus network). After so long, you are the only person who allows me to relax from the heart. Although we have never met

I'm so tired, thank you, I deleted this article, I'm afraid

I X, are you going to delete?

Isn't this still there? The only explanation is that she just posted it, and she was waiting for me to see it, and then she would delete this text that made me heartbroken. I was very conflicted: after replying, she might delete it. If she doesn't reply, how long can she wait?

Whether to return or not is a question worth considering