Weird friends are the seasonings in life. If you don’t think this is the case, then you are too serious~ or boring~

Walking on the road, who wouldn’t meet a few flying insects, or would you just not see any of them without looking carefully. Then, the question arises, what will you do after being "attacked"?

One day, three of us walked on the street and heard someone screaming. At first glance, she thought she was a ghost.

When we turned around, we stuck out our tongues at me and my friend. However, we both didn't understand at all and looked at her in surprise.

She was anxious, "See if there is a little black worm on my tongue?"

We both really took a closer look. Sure enough, a black worm the size of a sesame had already gone to see God. We were also surprised that she knew the color. Could it be that she looked at the worm and allowed it to fly into her mouth?

Looking at our little eyes that were still surprised, she said silly: "I didn't want it to fly into my mouth, but when I thought about it, it was too late. After I tasted it, it was really like sesame seeds. If I don't believe it..."

Before she could finish her words, we both ran away happily, haha~

Even so, I don't want to taste it, but the insects seem to have poor eyesight. They like to fly into my nose, but make me sneeze. Did they already know that a senior died on the tip of a human tongue?

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I have two male classmates, one is the other child, his father and his mother.

The cause of the incident comes from their names, and even more from the mouth of a classmate with a big imagination.

One is called Qingyue (don't suspect that I remembered it wrongly, yes, he is just a man!) His "child" is called Qingsheng.

When school started, the two were grabbed by the new teacher (Chinese teacher). Why? The teacher thought that the two must have been related, otherwise, they had the same surname and their names were so similar.

The matter was finally calmed down after almost the whole class was twittering.

Let us break up Qingsheng's name and turn it into Qingyuesheng...

From then on, Qingyue, who was young, had an "son" who was equivalent to her, so she had never spoken well for three years of classmate life. Whenever she met by chance, the two of them had a capital embarrassment on their faces. Oh... If you want to blame, you have to blame the classmate who was looking for trouble because the spreading ability of the big mouths is really not to be underestimated.

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I have said before that just looking at the appearance, you can tell that I am indeed a girl at first glance. But can I say that I am a man’s heart?

In a subtle way, my behavior gradually exudes a hint of manly aura.

It was a very cold autumn. The flowers and grass around me carried the afterglow of the sunset. I had just stepped out of the dormitory door, and before I could lift my back, I was greeted by a girl from the pot cover in my class and sleeping together and said to me as a fool who was about to plant rice.

You know, no one ever thinks I am a man, why did my image suddenly change?

This issue is completely ignored. Perhaps the word "despised" is not subconsciously disgusted, so I don't care.

I like to carry my schoolbag on one shoulder and wear headphones, and walk back to the dormitory alone on the road where no one will walk.

After returning to bed, especially the noise in the dormitory in the first ten minutes made me feel uncomfortable, so I chose to go out alone and stay alone.

When I ran on the aisle of the dormitory like a gust of wind and was about to enter the door of my bedroom, I stopped me with one hand and looked at me a few times, "Oh~ It turned out that it was you, I was scared to death. I thought it was a boy who ran in. Go in and the lights were going to be turned off soon..."

I didn't hear what was said later.

Oh my God... I just ran too hard, got a big bang, and I was wearing a blue and pink plaid shirt and rolled up my sleeves. Why did I become a boy?

Later, I learned about neutral beauty, sexy beauty, innocent beauty, and shemale beauty~

I am about to graduate, and every dormitory will buy the same dormitory clothes and take the graduation photo.

The promised skirt turned into a short shirt, medium-length sleeves, with navy blue and white lines intertwined, and a V-neck. Compared to other dormitories, we look a little more mature. Of course, the feeling of wearing it on our bodies has its own flavor. It’s like a certain person wearing it out of the sense of déjà vu entering the village.

The rest of the people were wearing short clothes, paired with a black fluffy skirt, mature but still cute, or white tight short skirt. This guy was just sexy, especially the exposed shoulders, slightly exposed scenery, or wrapped in light blue overalls, and the backpack on his back was completely a primary school student, and he was also paired with black bottom/trousers. The short clothes were tied inside, with a middle-shoulder-length black hair. She deliberately exposed half of them, neutral and slutty...

Seeing them excitedly looking for matching pants, I was still taken out while standing in the corner, just because I hadn't tried my clothes.

Looking at the trousers in the suitcase, I took out the black jeans. The one about the village girl was the blue denim shirt with a hidden blue, so...

I also chose to put my clothes into my pants, wearing a pair of mung bean-gray oval leather shoes and a bun. After changing my clothes, I was pulled out by the dormitory head rudely.

"Very pretty~ long legs~"

"Does your waist be so thin? It's very elegant and beautiful~"

Later, I tied my ponytail, and because of the bun, my hair was completely wavy.

"It's British style~"

Unfortunately, the black-framed glasses fell in the classroom, otherwise, I could at least take a few glances myself. Because when the dormitory head pulled me to the next door to borrow a long mirror, many people acted as my mirror, praising me to make my face red.

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Chapter completed!