Merry students roam the campus

"Okay! Then what size do you want?" The boss said with a smile when he heard that the business was coming. 【,

"Size 43!" Chen Ming said flatly.

"Yo, then your feet are quite big. But, you're lucky! You're lucky!" The boss smiled awkwardly and said casually.I found a pair of size 43 flip-flops and handed them over.

"Hehe, what a blessing! If you have big feet, you'll be killed if you run errands." Chen Ming casually said to the boss.Seeing that he wrapped the slippers in a plastic bag, he hurriedly said: "No need! I'll just change it right away, and use the pocket to store my leather shoes."

"Oh, that's good! You keep it." The boss handed over the shoes, Chen Ming gave the money, and sat aside to change the shoes.I went to the shop across the street and bought a vest and a pair of big pants.Ever since, the image of a rogue wearing a big vest, big shorts, and flip-flops appeared.

Chen Ming's appearance is going to be seen by acquaintances, I don't know if he will spit shit out of laughter! !

Of course, Chen Ming's children's shoes don't care about other people's opinions. This guy has always done things in the way of "walking the crazy way, let the stupid b say it." And, the word "freedom" in life.As long as you are comfortable and happy, who cares?

Chen Ming, who had nothing to do, didn't drive back, just walked around the street.Then, I saw an Internet cafe on the side of the road, which seemed to be holding a cf competition.Chen Ming was very interested in this gun game because he was born in the underworld; moreover, he also opened an Internet cafe and played a lot of games.

Immediately, Chen Ming hurried over because he was too idle anyway.Finding that the competition hadn't started yet, a large group of people were signing up there; Chen Ming became curious, and hurried over to ask, "Is there a cf competition here?"

After hearing what he said, the group of people raised their heads and said with contempt: "Yes! But, how can you participate by yourself? We play in a team."

"Isn't there an individual competition? Can I play an individual competition?" Chen Ming smiled and said as calmly as possible.

"We don't play individual competitions here!" The network administrator directly refused.

"Then, all right! Is there any reward for the team competition?" Chen Ming broke the casserole and asked the end.

"The winner! 20qb, and a crystal gun. Hey, you bastard, do you want to fight? Why don't you ask so many questions?" The network administrator found that he was also a little bit 2, and he was bored with Chen Ming and asked so many questions .

"Hehe, if you don't fight, don't fight! I have no one." Chen Ming smiled.

"Cut!" Everyone held out a middle finger in contempt, and continued to busy with their own affairs.

"Hey! Isn't it? You boy, what are you talking about? You actually give me diarrhea at this time. Do you know how long we have been training for today's game?" A yellow-haired boy shouted loudly while holding a phone road.

Then, the guy's tone softened, and he persuaded: "Hey, buddy! You don't bring such a joker? Please! I kneel for you, are you kneeling? Come here. Hey, hey... Hey Hey, I'm stupid!"

"What should we do? Boss, if that guy doesn't come, we can't make up five people! We can't fight this game." A younger brother asked helplessly.

"No! Grandma, how long have we been training for this competition. Why, give up so easily?" the yellow-haired man gritted his teeth.

-