PS1: Please recommend, please collect... Well, if you can, please promote it. You can recommend good friends to collect something... Although there are less than 30,000 words of cheating words, not many people will be interested... Everyone is a good person!

PS2: The numbers and artists in the second half are all nonsense. Those who want to use Baidu or seed search tools to find seeds... They are all natural and perverts!

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Almost every teenager has this experience: because of the restlessness of youth, we buy some things filled with great content, such as books with colored content, such as DVDs shot by female artists with both virtue and art. Although love action movies that exist as a pillar industry and national culture in Japan have eighteen restrictions, for such a country, we always have ways to do it - when the beasts in our hearts turn into gushing white turbidity in communication and curiosity and are smeared onto toilet paper, and when every night is in a quiet night, there is an exciting breath turning into a rapid anti-aircraft firepower, this is actually youth.

However, another kind of youth is the embarrassing scene when the objects hidden under the bed or hidden deep are packed by the mother who cleans the room and calmly mention the trash can in front of you.

...Don't look at me with this kind of eyes, I've never experienced this kind of thing.

In fact, every mother has the nature of being a detective and enjoys finding out her son's little secrets. Every son also has the potential to be a monster thief Kid. In every battle of wits and courage, she hides deeply and waits for her mother's detective's nitpicking. Youth is slowly spent in this investigation and anti-reconnaissance - unfortunately, the youth of a top student is always lonely.

800TB, from the age of thirteen, within three to four years, my collection has a total of 800TB.

395 mobile hard drives, twenty USB drives, one computer, one PFP, 30 memory sticks, and one handheld reader.

In today's informatization, today's economic globalization, today's Internet age, and today's information technology revolution, it is really the wisdom of mortals to openly hide paper bad things under the bed or in bookshelf.

Too sweet and too tender, the most in short supply of idiots in the 21st century.

No matter what the electronic storage devices around me have undergone high computer encryption, my mother's electronic idiot can't be unlocked at all. In fact, I don't know when it started, my mother has never cleaned my room.

——I want to say here that it is not enough to make my mother clean your room without cleaning it, just clean the room on time. According to my mother, the reason why I don’t clean my room is because honest room gives people the strange feeling of “taking a broom in is a blasphemy.”

That's right... If you can decorate the room as solemn as the British Museum, Lingtang would probably react like this.

Especially the dedicated cabinet that stores hundreds of mobile hard drives and dozens of USB drives is placed next to my desk in a grand manner. Not to mention the seemingly high-tech structure and the appearance style design from Star Wars, the beautiful flash circuit and the angular matrix composition are neatly placed, giving people the illusion of "Is this the core of the Archangel's computing" and the psychological hint of "will it explode if you move around". The box with twenty USB drives is even more outrageous, when it comes from the bottom of the cabinet.

When the second floor slowly pops up, the box's thoughtful appearance and automatic opening settings will only make people feel that there is a G virus inside... It's not that I'm going to blow, there are basically no one who dares to move in this situation. What's more, under each stack of mobile hard drives, there are fonts full of science fiction, such as [Black Chapter], [Human Completion Plan], [Moonlight Butterfly System], [Sinaps Management Book], [Akasha Record], [Magic Forbidden Book Catalog] and other names such as "Although I don't know what it is, it looks amazing"...

I don’t know that the only mother who can enter and is interested in entering my room will never move anyway…

So based on the principle of strategic goal transfer, my mother threw all the enthusiasm that should have been shared with the two brothers on the orangutan key. Today, when we came home from school, we saw this scene.

The room of Orangutan Key, which was like a prehistoric slaughterhouse, has become spotless, and its luxurious level has changed from a mass grave to an emperor's tomb. In fact, Orangutan Key has instinctively felt something was wrong when he saw the five big bags of garbage in front of the door.

When he saw his mother smiling and waiting for us with a stack of H books in one hand and a large bag of CDs in the other hand...

"I-hate-ah-ah-" Orangutan knelt on the ground like a defeated dog, with regret on his face.

"The wisdom of the orangutan." I held my glasses, without any sympathy. I knew that my mother would come back in the past few days without taking some precautions, and it was a good thing to be caught. "Since I bought it, I must have the awareness of being discovered."

"Stop talking!" Orangutan Jian burst into tears, "How could you understand my current mood!"

No, I understand very much. In fact, I hint that my mother is just to see how you look now...ah, nothing.

"Key." The mother showed a very troubled smile. "Although I understand that boys of this age like to watch this kind of thing, your hobby is a little different... As far as I know, only middle-aged people who are under great pressure from work will like this taste."

"Mother...My mother, this is just...this is just...yes, this is just a little academic observation!" Jian randomly explained the reasons, "You know, if a snake has a seasonal habit, I happened to have this season!"

...This idiot, I shook my head. Just as I was about to enter my room, I heard my mother's voice: "Cheng, don't you want to see these things?"

"..." I walked to the collection of the Orangutan Key without saying a word. In fact, I was also a little concerned about my brother's hobby. I picked up a few books and flipped them casually, and then picked up the blue-ray discs that had torn off the packaging and only marked the number... Tsk tsk, I'm a little brainy. If it's just a number, most people can't tell what this is.

only……

ITW-693, this should be the absolute bondage teacher of Sakurajima Emi. I remember... Well, what is remarkable is the actor's dressing taste and style, which matches the teacher's temperament.

BTS-442, this should be Sato Rina's forced cramping imprisonment... This is only people with special hobbies will like it, because the only highlight is that the actors secrete a lot of body fluids.

ETS-653, this should be the highest-level slave in Jingchuanyue. Well, if this is the most exciting part, it should be the 53rd and 42nd to 72nd and 54th seconds, nothing else is worth mentioning...

This guy used to like to tie up and place PLAY. Hey, it actually has the S·M flavor. It's so distorted. After scanning the publishing house and issue number in the bundle of books, I already understood the personal preferences of the Orangutan Key. It's so disgusting - I glanced at the Orangutan Key with a look at the cockroach star. It's normal to read H books, but I fell in love with S·M at a young age. Are you a pervert?

...But Orangutan Jian didn't notice my contemptuous look. He seemed to want to express anything to his mother.

But looking at his eyes, I noticed something was wrong - although there was the embarrassment and distress of being discovered, and some deep smugness... it was as if he had successfully covered up something.
Chapter completed!