Superman is my primary school classmate

The August sun scorched and scorched, the heat wave blurred and distorted the smoky asphalt road, and the sun began to slant westward, finally ushering in a slightly cooler night.

Finch said sarcastic remarks on the other end of the phone, and he smelled a little bit of schadenfreude from the distance of hundreds of kilometers.

"Ops, it seems that you can't come back to have dinner together, Mayer invited us to the newly opened Italian restaurant opposite the school, almond cream bread, parmesan lasagna, grilled mackerel..."

Sean sneered, "Hurry up and put your face away, come on, you should thank me. I left you a private space, otherwise I won't be able to talk with you when you talk about sisters' private affairs."

Thinking of Finch huddled next to Mayer, and the two discussing the new beauty makeup and the new hair color and hair dye in a tone that you can understand, Sean promises that he can stand like a lion Like a human face, there will be no response if the nose is dropped.

In the video, it is placed on the floor facing the bathroom, and the bathroom door is not closed. You can clearly peek at the figure of the person taking a bath through a layer of milky white curtains dimly covering the outside.

The reflection projected on the curtains is strong and the tendons are distinct. If compared with Dwayne Johnson, the two are also comparable.

The people inside moved their hands around his body, and the thick and dense water vapor escaping from the bathroom blurred the lens. If someone drove past Sean, they would whistle and think that Sean was playing R-rated Film.

Only the sound of water from the other end of the bathroom stopped, and the man put one foot on the bathtub, his quadriceps collapsed tightly, and he panted heavily, as if he was preparing for something.

Sean saw that he seemed to be ready, the solid figure finally moved, picked up the object on the bathtub shelf, well, he moved his eyes silently.

Sure enough, there was a burst of wailing from the other end of the phone. Finch was screaming and gasping for breath, while slapping his leg with wax paper:

"Why do you think of me like that, Sean, we're a homie, we share weal and woe, we're—ss—hard work in the—same trenches—ss, you actually think of me like this—wow, mom Yes, no matter how many times I use it, I still want to curse, it hurts to death!"

Sean dug out his ears and refused to comment on the strange sound coming from the other end. He couldn't bear to disturb Finch's difficult task, so he reached out and ended the call.

The state university adopts a mixed-sex apartment building, with boys on one floor and girls on the other, which reasonably and cleverly resolved the realistic problem of how to resolve the hormonal collision at their age.

Just one floor downstairs from them, they live in a school girl from a business school. A change in sexual orientation does not mean a change in appreciation of beauty. Various glamorous young girls flashed in front of Sean from time to time, and he couldn't digest it. It also made Sean's mood bright and comfortable throughout the day.

But no matter how beautiful the plums are, putting them in front of Sean is not enough to overcome the sour taste and indigestion.

Mayer made Sean feel a bit unlucky. The passionate Texas girl has a fiery breath in her bones. She is not afraid of difficulties and expresses her affection for Sean in 360 degrees through actions and words.

Most of Sean's classes were in Area C, far away from Mayer and the others, but when get out of class was over, Mayer and his girlfriends blocked the door of the classroom.

At this time, the students in the same class are all eager to enjoy the benefits of hot girls and joked: "Yo, the beauty is not shallow." And I don't know how many people are watching the fun.

So, amidst the booing of others, Mayer familiarly pulled Sean out of the group of boys and proudly swung her ponytail. She was like a scorpion victorious in a battle for territory, perverse and self-willed. .

There are rumors about Sean's personal scandal in the department. Anyone who is interested will know that Sean is not afraid of his private life on weekdays. Draw a clear line, never bring people into the apartment, and always clean.

Mayer was never on his list.

As for Finch, he has always been warm-hearted. He subconsciously classifies all girls as petite flowers in need of care, and always treats girls with a relieved attitude. He is also extremely enthusiastic about joining the sorority organized by Mayer.

A group of girls like Mayer and Susie are called sisters, covering everyone with the attitude of a big sister, and he still refuses to give up the security work when going out. Sean once believed that Mayer invited Finch The reason for joining the sorority is ulterior, all because of the free bodyguard service.

Sean's feverish and irritable mind gradually cooled in the cold wind, and he was walking alone on the long road, the taillights of the speeding sports car drawing arcs.

It wasn't his first car, but it was one of his favorites.

For Sean’s coming-of-age ceremony, Mr. Canave specially hosted a banquet at the Wyndham Hotel in the city center. Almost half of the metropolitan celebrities were invited. At the beginning of the coming-of-age ceremony, Mrs. Canave handed over a car key to Sean, this is his adult gift - a red Koenigsegg.

1500 horsepower, six-cylinder supercharged engine, just listening to the roar of its engine, it is like being in the Vienna Concert Hall, enjoying the treatment of senior VIP seats at the front desk, listening to Thibault's exclusive performance for you, Beethoven's "F Romance in Major Key.

Turn on the radio, and the most widely listened-to radio station is 156 FM of the Metropolis. On the radio station, Julie, the host of "Current Affairs News", is broadcasting for everyone.

Metropolis is a modern international city. Businessmen and politicians all want to have a foothold here. Tens of millions of residents live here, including all kinds of high-level people from the other side of Oceania. People are excited.

Julie's tone was the same as in the past, delivering the lackluster news in her nasally, cadenced accent.

"At two o'clock this afternoon, a terrorist bomb attack occurred in Conrad District. Three terrorists wearing horse, tiger, and lion masks and holding heavy machinery broke into the Lex Group. Fortunately, no one was injured. Under the circumstances, the security personnel knocked him down in time...

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The reclamation development project in the new urban area is progressing slowly. Several construction workers jointly appealed for an increase in the unit price of their hourly wages. Because some construction workers have encountered unknown objects on the sea surface of the development zone many times, the construction workers are extremely worried about whether their personal safety will be guaranteed. Assure……

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Ron Simkin, deputy editor of "Vessel Number" magazine, was killed at the corner of Ruijin Street. He was shot in the head by the murderer and sent to the nearest affiliated hospital of H University immediately. Due to excessive blood loss, he was in danger of death at any time ...

......"

"Current Affairs News" actually has a nickname, called the gate of death. If you can hear some good news from the mouth of anchor Julie, you may have to wait until the day when the earth is destroyed.

Either murder or robbery, or unequal pay, or stock market turmoil, natural disasters and man-made disasters.

Most of the people who listen to the radio are drivers, and the program is also broadcast on the hour of the evening rush hour after get off work. I went home happily, but I am surrounded by negative energy full of frustration. If I am not crazy, I will become world-weary.

The congested streets in the center of the city, with Julie chanting the news in her ears, just imagining it gives me a headache.

At this time, I start to fantasize, isn't there anything beautiful in the world worth looking forward to?

Of course there is, think of the blue sky, blue sea, white soft beach in June, a cup of strong coffee when you wake up every morning, let you eat tender and juicy T-bone steak with sweet, salty and fresh cauliflower when you are hungry puree...

But in Sean's view, the most sensible decision - to change channels.

When Sean returned to school, the digital watch on the car had jumped to 21:30, the lights in the teaching building were scattered, and there were not a few people who started to study hard before school started.

Sean went back to school purely to avoid Mr. Canav's nagging, and he was quite speechless about his father.

Sean rarely saw his parents because he lived in Anna's house when he was a child, and every time Mr. Canav came to see Sean, there was no scene where the old father hugged his father with tears in his eyes.

Sean can let Mr. Canav pick out flowers from head to toe, such as the erection of the collar, the way of tying the shoelaces, the way he runs, the manner of speaking, the little finger cannot be raised when writing, and the flower body cannot be circled twice. ...It is estimated that if Sean didn't cut his toenails one day, Mr. Canav would nudge him for a long time.

At that time, Sean secretly sulked about this matter countless times, and he also hid under the covers and felt aggrieved by Mr. Canave's strictness.

He asked Mrs. Canave behind Mr. Canave's back if he was brought back from the outside, otherwise Mr. Canave would never show a satisfied smile to himself.

Mrs. Canave smiled and did not answer.

Sean has been obsessed with this issue for so many years.

"I'll wait for you downstairs in the dormitory, and I agreed to help me carry my luggage. You are not heterosexual, so don't make excuses to indulge in tenderness. If you don't come for 10 minutes, the toilet is yours this week. You didn't discuss it."

After Xiao En finished speaking, he threw the phone on the passenger seat and drove for four or five hours. His lower body limbs were a little stiff due to sedentary blood flow. His arms were sore and he supported his stiff neck. Twisting left and right, there is an illusion that it can be broken with a little force.

Sleepiness began to flood his head, Sean closed the roof and yawned, rolled down the car seat and fell asleep.

"Boom boom boom——"

Someone tapped on the driver's window.

I don't know if it was because of the uncomfortable seat, or because of something in the dream, Sean slept extremely restlessly.

His sleep was disturbed, Xiao En rolled down the window with a livid face, outside the car was his roommate who had been waiting for a long time, his face was full of joy, holding paper bags in both hands, and he didn't know which street he went shopping, "It's so late?"

"Brother." Finch said exaggeratedly, "You know it's late? You didn't even check the time, so you knew you didn't see my message. Fortunately, you saw your car on the way back, or you might have shrunk How long are you going to sleep in this car?"

Thinking that he only slept for half an hour at most, Sean knocked on his cramped arm, his bones rattled, and the time displayed on the lock screen of the phone showed that it was already past midnight.

"I don't remember to bring a key, and I always like to trouble others..." Finch thought about it every day like an old lady.

While talking, he seemed to be showing off his newly-made nails, and the tips of his thick fingers were covered with shiny nails.Sean fixed his eyes, swearing that his eyes were definitely stained, and he blocked his eyes and said disgustedly, "Whoa, what the hell is this?"

In Sean's eyes, his roommate actually took to the street with ten fingernails on his hands, and unidentified objects like excrement that swirled on his nails. He began to be a little surprised that the current gay style is so different.

Finch's words got two big white eyes, and he hit him on the head twice.

"Guys without artistic talent," Finch shook his head sadly, with his left hand on his hips, and his right paw angrily waved in front of Sean with the laser manicure he just made, "see clearly—what he made is a unicorn Beast manicure!"

"Unicorn shit?"

"Go away, it's the horn on the unicorn's head!"