Don't laugh, I'm a zero score composition in the college entrance examination

Chapter 15 Hubei Volume: Old Books (1)
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Old Book Ⅰ

To say that what I hate the most is that old book lying quietly in the corner, wrapped in dust.

why do i hate itI hated it not because of the painful reading experience it gave me, but because it ruined my first wonderful intimacy.

I still remember that time, I was still a naive child, my eyes were full of expectations for the future.With so many kinds of information entering my mind, my silent heart began to throb a little bit.

At that time, the most romantic thing for our group was love, two people holding hands, walking shoulder to shoulder in the grove of the school, talking intimately, hugging small shoulders, kissing small mouths... of course , These are all from those boring bubble soap operas. Although we know that the TV shows are fake, we are still looking forward to the "puppy love" and "kissing" that appear on TV.

I gradually came into contact with girls, and some girls in the class began to have common topics, and we could chat about things, and occasionally we talked too much, and our group would blush. Only I pretended to be sophisticated and coughed twice: "This Whatever, I've been through it before."

I want to say that I have gone through the process of "kissing" a long time ago, but you know, men who care about face always say irony, and I am actually still a baby.So when I gradually fell in love with the girl in this group of girls who likes to wear her hair and has two dimples around her mouth when she smiles, I was a little uneasy.

I still remember that day, she and I were walking in the grove of the school, our shoulders rubbed against each other, our hearts were pounding, and our faces were blushing.I tried my best to imitate those romantic scenes in the TV series, and gently stretched out my hand to hold her little hand...but I'm so disappointed.

In the end, she blushed and said to me: "You... you... aren't we that...?"

I feel my ears are burning: "Um... yeah."

She lowered her head, looked at her little hands, and stood face to face with me without saying a word.I secretly encouraged myself in my heart: I am a man, I want to be bold... I am a man, I want to be bold... I am not a man, I don't need to be bold...

This is the truest psychological portrayal of me. I always want to stretch out my hand, but every time I reach the last moment, I will withdraw my hand.It's a pity that I still claim to be an old hand, and I probably died laughing at her.

The problem is, I still get it wrong.She didn't laugh at me, but in the end she was a little bolder, and those little snow-white hands reached up and grabbed mine.At that time, my heart was broken, and my brain went blank for a while.

In that quiet place at night, with the night wind blowing, my first thought after my brain resumed operation was to go up and kiss her.At this time, she had closed her eyes, raised her head, and her pink lips seduced me like a rose.

Her head is fixed there, pure as a goddess, and her hair blows in the wind.My mouth slowly moved towards the destination.Just when our lips are about to touch.

"Bang!" Something flew towards me and hit me on the head accurately.A brush head came over and apologized to us repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

I glared at him viciously, he thought I was some of those idle bastards outside the school, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to take the book on the ground, and just trotted out of my sight.

At this time, I no longer have the urge to kiss her. Although I really want to, she keeps her head down and looks into the distance.

When the two of us walked back to the teaching building together, the old book lay quietly in the grass.

Comment: Dude, you also traveled directly from the third grade of elementary school, right?What a mess to write!
old book Ⅱ

With a very serious mind, I was thinking about the old books I used to treasure. When I was young, I was not sensible, so the old books were taken to the garbage station and sold to the uncle. Later, after my father taught me that the books should be stored and not sold. Become a "loser, loser!"

Since then, I have been very obedient and kept all the old books. The more books accumulated, as time passed, the books were too old and began to corrode for no reason. Finally, the old books were thrown into the vast sea of ​​garbage.I think these books were very expensive back then!In the end, there is not even a single zero left. It is better to sell it to the garbage station and get a little "subsidy".

Today I can sit in the examination room and take the exam. I am very excited. First of all, yesterday was the Dragon Boat Festival, and my friends and I had a full meal of rice dumplings.Then came a "Flying Book", throwing the book from the sixth floor to the first floor. Not to mention how handsome the scene was, it was simply cool!I kept throwing away. After throwing away the book, I threw away the quilt and pillow, and I also threw away the stinky socks I pressed under the box. The campus was turned upside down by our spoof, and the air was full of white paper!

Later, I called the garbage station and called the uncle who collected the waste paper. Haha, when I thought of the uncle who collected the waste paper looking dumbfounded at the "mountain of books and paper" that filled the campus, I couldn't say how happy I was.So, I started to "bargain" with the uncle. He insisted on 5 cents a catty of books. I used my glib mouth to fight with the uncle. In the end, I won the bargain and forced the uncle to add 5 cents and 5 cents. , scored 5 points higher!wakaka!I made a fortune.Although it is hard for girls to make money because they can bargain, but boys are also very good at bargaining, such as me!

There is also a big disadvantage of old books, the details are as follows: There is a roommate in my dormitory who has very cheap hands. Once he secretly took away one of my "martial arts cheats". The so-called "martial arts cheats" are just to deceive everyone My dear friend who loves martial arts.Unexpectedly, my roommate believed it (he is one of the brothers who love martial arts), he sat on his bed and began to close his eyes to rest, and told us not to make any noise. The most shameful thing was that he took off his upper body clothes, revealing a large piece of fat pork!Because of our curiosity, we went over to him and asked him, "What kind of kung fu are you practicing?"

The roommate opened his eyes and glanced at us lightly: "The Jade Heart Sutra! I don't understand this!" Then he opened a page of "Martial Arts Cheats" for us to read.

The page reads like this: Find a quiet place at 3 o'clock in the morning, preferably sitting under a big tree, then sit cross-legged, put your hands on your knees, look natural, close your eyes, and listen to the sound of leaves falling in the air , Practice 2 hours a day, and you can practice successfully if you persevere.Title: Shunfeng Ears.

He said with a serious face: "This book seems to have a long history, and even the characters on it are in traditional Chinese characters. I decided! Give it a try seriously."

I am embarrassing!I was speechless to him. I actually bought that "martial arts secret book" from a street stall for 2 yuan. Seeing his serious expression, I decided not to hit him, so I patted him on the shoulder: "You practice well. Now, I will treat you to a big meal." Actually, I really want to treat him to a big meal, but because of his fat body, it will be bad for me if I can't meet MM!I am thinking of him.

As I wrote this, I couldn't help laughing out loud, completely ignoring that I was still in the examination room.

"Warning once!" The invigilator came to me and knocked on my desk with a serious face.

"Teacher, go over and have a cup of tea and turn off the air conditioner! I won't do it as an example."

So I speeded up and wrote down all the thoughts in my mind.

As soon as the bell rang, I immediately stood up and ran out of the examination room!I finally escaped from the "prison" that imprisoned our freedom!I made an appointment with a few buddies. After the exam, we are "laid-off jobless people". We decided to work hard and become a new generation of long-term workers!As for the university!If you can't get the best in the exam, let's quit!
Comments: Scribbled.

old book Ⅲ

When I saw this topic, I was dizzy, I was really dizzy, very dizzy!Why did the person who made the question come up with such a name, what a god? !Aren't you doing harm?I have read so many essays and written so many essay topics, this is the weirdest one, it's so shocking.

In this fucking exam room, I wanted to sleep for a while, but I saw that it was my favorite language.Every time the Chinese teacher asked us to read old books and read more books, but I didn't expect that the topic of the composition this time turned out to be writing old books.

I don’t have any old books, and I haven’t read old books, it’s like this every time.Teacher, I am wronged, this is an old book by God.I am speechless, so I will omit a thousand words.

My only old book was given to me by my dad. The dad mentioned here is actually not my real dad. I usually call my dad a dad.My dad doesn't like me reading, so he asked me to study hard. How could he know that studying every day will kill people, and people who don't turn their minds and don't think would be very painful.

Later, I met my father. He met me when he was collecting protection fees at the school gate.I am very strong, and he thinks I have great potential, so I often follow him, playing outside, sometimes going to bars, sometimes in hotels, anyway, the whole city seems to be everywhere.

Forgot, daddy is actually a nickname for him, people in the circle call him that, and he likes it too.Dad had an accident once.I went to look for him at his place that day, and saw many policemen there, surrounded by Dad, who did not resist, but there was anger in his eyes, and he was staring at the distance.

(End of this chapter)