Chapter 22 Touching the master again

20days ago campus Novels 8
Why do I always meet experts when I go to the bathroom? I am puzzled by this. I squatted through the baffle and didn’t prolapse after more than half anus and said: I didn’t bring it!

Not at all?

No!

Is there nothing to wipe?

There is a cigarette box, the general's!

Will it be a little harder and fight hard, can my brother give it to me?

There are two cigarettes in it

I'll buy you a box if I come out!

All right!

I took out the two cigarettes and stuffed the cigarette box through the crack under the baffle. Then I heard the intermittent tearing sound of the cardboard box breaking, and then accompanied by two loud moans, my mother finally stood up. I seemed to be crying. I just finished smoking and went out to look at the master. The master held the baffle with his left hand and covered his eyes with his right hand. He raised his head and closed his eyes with his face, and looked at him from death. I didn't bother him. About two minutes later, he opened his eyes and looked at me carefully. He suddenly realized: Are you the guy who borrowed my cigarette box? Let's go, my buddy buys you cigarettes. I don't thank you very much. I won't thank you.

You're welcome, last time I met someone who was shitting but didn't take off his pants, so I went to the supermarket to buy him two rolls of paper and one big pants.

I'm so arrogant, then I'm considered civilized. To be honest, this master is quite energetic, about the same size as me, with a straight nose and a white face, leaving a not-so-obviously split head. If nothing happens, I'll go back to class. I turn my head and walk towards the door

He limped when he walked out of the pit. It was really not a good job to squat for half an hour. Leave a name and you are my benefactor too.

My name is Lei Feng. Then I walked out of the bathroom and slipped back to my seat through the back door. I just put on a stool on my butt. The bell rang after class. I felt that I was feeling why the study time was so short, so I woke up the mistress and went to the dormitory to change clothes and play football.

I have been obsessed with two sports since I was a child: eating and playing football. Sanda was my cousin who pulled him away. When I touched football, I could forget all my worries and my mind was full of shooting.

There is a bad feature of my football, which is that I always miss the game, but my shooting power is too strong. Years of training have caused my legs to contract easily and tactfully.

I once let a principal, two sanitation workers, eight golfers, the most memorable thing was when we were in high school. We played with the neighboring class. I received a pass and shot the ball. The ball missed, but the passerby. The principal, who was nearly 200 kilograms, dizzed in the sand used for long jumps for an hour before waking up. Then I was criticized by the school for the reason that the principal was injured by the mistake and brought tragedy to the school. The fucking wronged, why was my feet so smelly? If I shot an ordinary teacher, I wouldn't have been reported.

Now when I shoot, I always look up and see if there is anyone next to the goal. If there is someone, I will pass the ball quickly. I am afraid of kicking someone on the head, losing money and worrying. I have always felt sad about my footwork. I feel very ashamed. I have been playing so many years and I am still so erratic. I really follow Chinese football.

After playing football together for a long time, whenever I shoot, the goalkeeper on the opposite side is always nervous, first covering his crotch with his hands, and then squat down slowly. Usually, when the goalkeeper trembles, I make a fake move when he turns halfway and covers his face and crotch, and then I gently push the ball into the goal. The mistress said that I am not playing football, but shooting the Rockets, which also bothers me. Later, many football friends saw me coming, and didn't take me to play. They said that as soon as I got on the court, everyone was worried, afraid that some part of their body would be severely damaged.

I played safely for an hour, and I took four rests during this period. After smoking for a long time, I could not keep up with my physical strength. I had to breathe after running for dozens of meters. I couldn't help but sigh that smoking was really harmful to health. I thought that I didn't have a mid-time break in a game back then. I played 90 minutes in a regular game, and we could only spend 90 minutes in overtime in one game.

It will be the seven-day National Day holiday from tomorrow. I feel a little excited. In the dormitory, Dazhi Xiaoqiang Hua Yunting will go home tomorrow because they are together in National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival. Mid-Autumn Festival, mistress and Ye Yuan are too far away from home and don’t like to mess around. I haven’t thought about what I will do these days. Anyway, I don’t want to go home. I have just adapted to college life for a few days. I have to stay for a week and I have to always think about my home. Yingying

She wouldn't go back if I said I wouldn't go back

Go, I didn't expect this

Before going to bed at night, I thought about Fusheng Ruomeng again. After thinking for a few minutes, I shook my head and said, "Don't be so unreliable." I said that from tomorrow onwards, the spring flowers bloom, and then fell asleep. In my dream, I was wearing a white suit and a rose on my chest. At this time, an angel fell from the sky. The angel was wearing Nike and heard Newman walking to me and showed a smile of upside down. He said to me: I am Fusheng Ruomeng, how are you?