boys' feelings are always poetry

13.

Back home, Mother Song was busy in the kitchen, making Song Yu's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs tonight.

Song Yu's taste is easy to master, and if he sums it up in one word, it is sweet. He likes to eat anything sweet. Every time the owner of the Mala Tang shop downstairs sees him coming, he doesn't need to ask, he adds three tablespoons of sugar first.Fang Zhizhi actually likes to eat sweets, but he has to pretend that he doesn't like them. When he goes out for coffee, he always orders the soy sauce-colored iced coffee without sugar and milk. He is the most ruthless man, little girls like ruthless men, Song Yu denied it, thinking it was nonsense, because Fang Zhihui ordered that honey peach blossom cherry juice every time they went out, and even bought honey online. Stained plum blossoms are very incongruous and hypocritical.

Mother Song brought up the fragrant sweet and sour pork ribs.

"Son, when will your school distribute uniforms?"

"School uniforms? It probably won't be distributed until the day before the parade. It seems that there is a school uniform distribution ceremony, so it's really troublesome."

Song's mother poked Song Yu hard, "What trouble is there? Everything this prestigious school does is to cultivate talents! What do you know!"

Song Yu curled his lips and put a piece of ribs into the bowl.

"Son, when are you going to put on your school uniform and go for a walk in the commercial city! Show off!"

After Song's mother graduated from high school, she worked in a textile factory. After saving some money, she borrowed some money from acquaintances and rented a shop on the third floor of the commercial city to sell underwear, underwear, pajamas, nightdresses, socks, leggings, etc. , Song Yu occasionally went to help sell things, and now that Song Yu entered Huaishi No. [-] Middle School to study, Song's mother had fantasized about it hundreds of times in her heart. You have face!

"Let me tell you, none of the children of the sisters who sell clothes in the shop opposite me have entered No. [-] Middle School! You are the first one!"

Song Yu snorted coldly, "It's for your own vanity that you paid me to go to No. [-] High School."

"Of course not! Even if you are at the bottom of No. [-] middle school, you can still be admitted to a good university!"

In fact, three years later, Song's mother realized that this sentence was completely wrong. If you are at the bottom of No. [-] middle school, you cannot be admitted to a good university. , There is still a small group of people who failed the second test and passed the third test.

Although it is said that if you are close to vermilion, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black, but learning is a very mysterious thing.

14.

After eating, Song Yu obediently sat at the desk, opened a brand new notebook, and prepared to write down his experience in military training.

Song Yu has written quite a lot about this kind of experience, that is, Che Jilu repeatedly said that the central idea revolves around military training, honing the mind, and strengthening the body.

First of all, the first sentence: Huaishi No. [-] Middle School is my dream school!

Let me boast two hundred words first.

Secondly, the second paragraph began to praise the great Huaihe No. [-] Middle School, the great head teacher of the fifth class of senior high school, and the great class cadre of the fifth class!Be sure to write generously!It is best to intersperse with deeds, such as: Ah!This afternoon, I accidentally fell to the ground!The knees are bald!Our great monitor!The first one ran to the commissary and bought me a Band-Aid!ah!That's a two-dollar band-aid!Great monitor!Taught me what it means to be helpful!What is unity and friendship!

ah!This must be the great brotherhood!

Finally, I repeatedly said that military training is good, military training can strengthen the body and sharpen the mind.

Work together.

too easy.

Song Yu nodded in satisfaction, put away his notebook, and turned on the computer.

After adding the class QQ group, Song Yu sent a message asking Fang Zhihui, "Brother Fang, I finished writing, do you want to play a game?"

Fang Zhihui didn't reply to him, it seems that he didn't finish his military training experience.

Song Yu rubbed his hands and clicked on the game.

Then don't blame me for playing first!

"Xi Huang Tai Yi vs. Zombie Taoist Master" is a popular Xianxia game recently. It contains four martial arts, namely Huashan, Shaolin, Wudang, and Wudu. Buying a house and farming is a very popular game.

Song Yu had played a similar game before, but this was the first time he played this game. After choosing and choosing, Song Yu chose the Huashan faction.

When it came time to name it, Song Yu scratched his head, what should he choose?

The first category, the tyrannical type: look at how much I hang, Brother Yu's hanging is two meters long, don't make trouble if you hang it or not.

It's too hanging, okay, it scares all the girls away!

The second category is the type of high-quality lyrics: I really want to rain in the sky, and I really want to live next to you. If I look at you again, will I still feel it? If you turn into wind, I will turn into rain.

too long!Can't write!

The third category is the whimsical type: I am the strongest in spaceships, the most handsome in black holes in the universe, and the universe explodes.

Ah!

Spaceship I am the strongest!This is good!

After setting up, a Huashan disciple in white appeared with a sword on his back.

Nice!

Song Yu tidied up the gift packages for newcomers in his backpack, and started to upgrade the main line.

Soon, Fang Zhihui dropped him.

"Brother Song! Have you played it? I just played it!"

"It's fun, it's fun, what's your name?"

Fang Zhihui sent an emoji wearing sunglasses, "My name is: Cute Wudang Cultivator!"

Song Yu:? ? ?

Song Yu: How the hell did you choose the role of Wudang boy?I remember that Wudang has adult male characters!

Fang Zhihui: What do you know!If you want to pick up a girl, you must choose a character like this kind of cute little brother who asks the senior sister to protect him!Seeing my chubby little face, all girls will let their guard down!By the time they realize that I am a mature and stable man, they have already fallen into the trap of love!I can't help it!

Song Yu:? ? ?

Song Yu: You are so coquettish!Brother dei!farewell! !