Wanjie takeaway

"The author felt alive again after eating the takeaway. After resting on the table for a while, he was ready to deal with things other than the food delivered this time. Disposable tableware, toothpicks, save, spoon, keep Paper towels, keep them, plastic bags, keep them, plastic bags and tapes, keep them, used boxes and chopsticks, wash them for later use.

What the author has to do every day, besides eating, sleeping and washing, is to update, and go to the comment area if he has nothing to do.

Looking at it today, there is one more comment. The author who wrote this kind of thing has a brain problem.

Take a look at it again at night, there is one more comment, maybe the author has a problem with his mind to write this kind of article.

I didn't fall asleep the next morning. I checked the time. After four o'clock, I took a look. There was no change in the comment area.

Go to sleep, wake up, update, watch again, no change in the comment section.

After a few days, take a look, there is one more article in the comment area, please clear the mine.

A few days later, there are eight more comments under the latest comment, please demining, two of them are arguing, one said that the other party took a hat, and the other said that you have a brain problem and are disgusting.One said, who can clear mines?One said it looked fine.One said it was disgusting.One said, Big Thunder.One said, selling dog meat under tricks.One said that looking at the title of the article is a mess, pretending.

The author reads one by one, feeling strangely that it is not the end yet.

After a few weeks, the author ran out of money, and there was no food in the house. I was about to go out. I wanted to go out to buy food, but I thought I might see a group of people, so I didn’t worry at all, and turned around and went home.

I fell to the ground with a bang on the way. Few people passed by this road at that time. The author chose this road and the house here because it is quiet, there are few people, and the lights are dim.

The author slept for a while, got up from the ground, remembered that he hadn't slept all night for the previous two nights, hadn't eaten in the morning, and was very sleepy. He thought to himself, sleep on the side for a while and then go back.

The author walked to the chair by the side of the road, fell asleep and lay on the ground, unconscious, dead. "

Fu She paused and said, "Perhaps, at that time, the place where the author of the story had an accident was nearby, or this chair."

Wu Shulan was drowsy leaning on Wei Dao, wanted to say something, but felt that there was nothing to say, so he opened his mouth and closed it again.

Wei Dao looked left and right, one person on each side, looked at the legs, Wei Jiaojiao's tail swayed.

He got up and dragged Wu Shulan to Fu Snake's side, and changed the seat. Wu Shulan woke up immediately, and forced himself to sit up straight and shouted: "The Immortal!"

Wei Dao responded.

Wu Shulan's voice was a bit strange, he coughed for a while, and asked, "Why did the head fairy change positions?"

Wei Dao replied: "You don't listen to the story seriously, listen to a few more words, maybe it won't be so hot."

Wu Shulan asked in a low voice, "Does the fairy think I'm hot, or that I'm not serious?"

Wei Dao replied: "Aren't you sleepy? I don't want to wake you up after you fall asleep after listening to the story, and I don't want to carry you back after you fall asleep. Fu Snake probably doesn't like it, although if you do fall asleep You can't shout, and we have to take you back, but when there is no one around, you should be more concealed, and use other convenient methods to deal with it.

Since you can stay awake by leaning on him, why should I lean on you?That is embarrassing yourself. "

Wu Shulan used to want to pretend to be biting a handkerchief and weeping, but when he saw Fu Snake beside him, he suddenly got a little nervous, blinked, then sighed and compromised: "Okay, I will listen to you." Immortal."

Waydo nodded.

Wu Shulan changed the subject and said again: "But I'm very sleepy, what should I do?"

Wei Dao said, "Listen to the story."

The three words are very short, not to mention just talking. After Wei Dao finished speaking, he reflected on himself, as if he was too indifferent. At any rate, it could also be used to drive away ghosts. In this way, before the last sentence finished, he added the second sentence: "Listen to the story to cool off, and leave after listening."

Wu Shulan nodded and said nothing else.

On one side came the sound of hurried footsteps. Two men with briefcases between them, wearing white shirts with ties, and combed their sleek back hair, almost trotted past Wei Dao and the others. The rabbit jumped out, and then stopped in the grass on the opposite side, sticking out the tip of a soft, boneless ear dangling on the edge of the grass leaves.

Those two people only heard the sound but couldn't see clearly, they hurried on their way, as if they had something urgent to do, although they were sweating profusely, they were chilled by the wind, when they heard the sound, they saw the shadow of the red-skinned rabbit, scared After a jump, the pace was still not slow, and they ran away complaining to each other, not seeing a few people sitting on the bench next to them.

Fu Snake said: "Social animals, this is even simpler."

Wu Shu pulled himself together, as if he had dark circles under his eyes, and routinely complained: "Like the two men who just passed by? They can't stay at home at night, and they have to pack up their things to share with colleagues." Go to work?

When you tell the author's story, you also start like this. Are you running out of things to say?You have been talking about simplicity for so long, but if it is not simple, what will you do? "

He paused, and added, "Say one night?"

Fu Snake looked ahead and ignored the provocative words. Wei Dao is not sitting next to him now, and when telling stories, he doesn't have to be like before.

"It's a short story," he said.

A college student who couldn’t find a job after graduation, worked diligently in a milk tea shop to earn money, while trying to find a more worthy and profitable main business. However, there is also the psychology of most people, occasionally buying lottery tickets, writing novels, trying Make money as a video publisher on various platforms.

Hope to get rich overnight, or make a lot of money easily in one breath.

Maybe when you wake up, a strange call will come and tell the college students, congratulations, you have won the lottery, and the bonus is 3000 million.

Of course, this college student is just dreaming. Even if there are a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand great people in the world, he will not be one.

He is neither a lottery winner who got rich overnight, nor a video publisher who became popular overnight, nor is he a master-level author with excellent writing skills that attracts many readers to linger. This college student doesn't like any industry.

After a while, I saved a little money, and when college students were going to squat at home, the job applicants scattered all over the sky were spotted. A well-known and sounding company asked the job seekers to prepare for interviews.This college student is in this column.

After taking part in the written test and interview and leaving personal information, the college students waited anxiously at home for a few days, and when they were about to evolve into squatting at home again, the company sent a message asking the college students to report.

As a result, college students have become social animals.

Get up at [-]:[-] in the morning, finish washing, prepare breakfast, eat, change clothes, tidy up appearance, need clean clothes, clean shoes, clothes should be ironed, shoes should be polished and brushed, take time to check yesterday documents and forms, check the contents of the briefcase, open the laptop, check the work notes and the latest progress.

Going out, squeezing the bus, squeezing the subway, and sweating profusely. At this time, the crowds of public transportation have begun to gather. Phone, many things.

Get busy, there are breakfast shops everywhere on the road, from here to there, steaming out, even if there is no fog, it seems to be floating in the fog.

Students, parents, bosses, subordinates, teachers, drivers, everyone.

A group of people were crowded on the road, shouting, pushing and shoving, and making a lot of noise, which made people's brain hurt when they heard it.

Social animals gradually become social terror, but you can't lose your job, unless you don't want to live, then you have to die.

There are many people who want to die, but very few people actually die because of it.When they show up, it means that this matter has been put on the agenda.Just because it didn't show up doesn't mean it didn't exist.And those who are alive seem to have nothing to do, and those who are dead have something to do, so they can only solve the final problem in that way.

Social animals have some mild social fears. Before the problem becomes more serious, they rely on self-hypnosis and hard work to relieve anxiety, hallucinations, mistakes and fears. They brainwash themselves every day, so that they work hard and don’t want to sleep or eat. , don't want to socialize, don't want to fit in with the crowd, and don't want to act with others.

Some things are unavoidable, public transportation to and from get off work is always rush hour.

Social animals are still social animals, and the state of social fear of social animals is maintained at a delicate stage. If you go further, you will stay at home, and if you take a step back, nothing will happen. Working as hard as social animals, work and life depend on wages, so I have to retreat, retreat again and again, must retreat, there is no bottom line to retreat.

Even so, a social animal is still a social animal, like a livestock that is kept in a cage made of reinforced concrete and belongs to some high-level human society to squeeze and enjoy the fruits. It works every day, produces every day, and dedicates every day to the point where it will never have itself. To be precise , will never have the opportunity to come into contact with the self, either never had it, or once had it and then lost it.

Social animals work for a long time.

Before, I was not so tired, so nervous, and so in a hurry. It seemed that I could take a break, use a little money to survive, and have nothing else left.

Gradually it became what it is now, with sleepiness and exhaustion weighing heavily on the spine, and sometimes stretching out my arms and legs, I thought I was old and old, if that was the case, there was nothing wrong with it, but the social animal is still nothing Young people in their thirties.

If such an age can be considered middle-aged, then it is inevitable to talk about getting married and having children.

Social animals, of course, have no right to choose. They devote themselves to their work in exchange for a chance to breathe. They have no wife or children. "