"Activities" You and the things around you

2018.3.1

Mr. X has not spoken to me for more than 20 days.

If it is not included that he called me when he took my homework on behalf of the Chinese class representative that day...

That voice is really nice, a little low, very magnetic, it's the first time I think my name sounds really nice...

I feel that I am not far from the legendary idiot...

Um so I decided to strike, I couldn't take it anymore.

Mr. X is a member of the school basketball team. That day, the squad leader inadvertently mentioned to me that the school basketball team is selecting a substitute, which is scheduled for April 4.

The school basketball team of our school has a custom of implementing a strategy of one member with one substitute...

I think my chance has come...

When I played basketball with Mr. X last semester, Mr. X gave me a little lecture on the skills of playing basketball. For another week, he helped me find my mistakes every day, and let me correct them after I found them.

So I think I still have the possibility of being selected.

So, I practiced playing basketball seriously, stealing lessons from everywhere...

2018.3.15

I think my choice is correct.

Mr. X talked to me today...

Hmm long sentence.

I'm still a little bit excited.

The bandage on the knee was cool, and it flowed along the skin, refreshing and very comfortable.

Well, before my self-study tonight, I practiced hard as usual.

But it rained a little at noon, and the floor of the basketball court was rubber, which was soaked in water, and with the soles of my shoes that cost a thousand dollars, I fell like a dog and ate shit...

In fact, it didn't hurt as much as I imagined. I just fell on my knees, and the skin was broken and blood was seen. It hurt a little, but everything else was fine.

Well, because it’s spring, and every time I finish playing, I’m so hot, so I wear shorts, um, the summer school trousers don’t reach the knees…

So I stepped into the classroom in shorts that didn't come below the knee, showing my injured knee.

Then I heard Mr. X's cold voice

"I have Band-Aids."

I froze for a moment before I realized Mr. X was talking to me.

I was a little excited, after all, this was the first time he had spoken to me on his own initiative in so many days.