How Should I Choose?

Mingyang, who had just eaten, was too lazy to move, so he simply got into bed, hugged the silicone partner he bought anonymously on Taobao, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

It started to rain outside, and pedestrians were hurrying on the road.

The driver consciously slowed down.

The cries of hawkers on the streets were no longer heard.

The only sounds left were Ming Yang's breathing and the sound of rain hitting the glass outside the window. In this weather, it was just right for sleeping.

Ming Yang, who was holding his silicone partner, turned over.

He may be happy, even joyful, at this moment.

The brothers who stood at attention and saluted seemed to be saying that this dream seemed a bit inappropriate for children.

In the dream, he gave up three years of hard work and became an auxiliary police officer in the GA Bureau. His parents arranged for him to go on a blind date with an average-looking woman. Thinking about himself who had accomplished nothing, how could he choose her?

But the other party was very satisfied with Mingyang. One wanted to marry the other, and they got the certificate within a few days.

The wedding was held under the arrangement of both parents. During the wedding, Mingyang drank too much and was helped back to the wedding room by relatives and friends.

Ming Yang, who was lying on the bedside, vaguely felt his waist loosen up. He subconsciously grasped the offending hand and opened his eyes while suppressing his drunkenness.

It’s actually my silicone partner!

His wife was lying on the side, and he was holding the hand of his silicone partner. The smooth silicone texture made Mingyang's hair stand on end at this moment.

Mingyang's wife suddenly opened her eyes wide, grabbed Mingyang's other hand, but stared at him.

But at this moment, the silicone partner slowly opened his mouth: "Do you choose me or her?"

At this time, Mingyang was already frightened.

"Tell me, do you choose me or her?"

The helpless Mingyang stuttered and said, I...I choose.

Boom~ It’s the sound of thunder!

Mingyang opened his eyes and shouted in fright: "Fuck you."

Panting heavily, he quickly pushed his silicone partner aside.

Mingyang, whose heart was beating so frightened, touched his sweaty forehead.

"It turned out to be a dream!" He patted his chest happily.

Looking at the silicone partner that he pushed aside, Mingyang gently pulled it back to him.

He looked at his silicone partner on the pillow fondly: "Fool, of course I choose you."

Mingyang, who had just finished speaking, felt his consciousness sink and his head was pounding.

He covered his head with his right hand, and beat the bed under him crazily with his left hand.

Did a √ sign suddenly appear in your mind?

It's still raining outside.

I don’t know how long it took, but the rain stopped.

Pedestrians gradually began to appear on the street.

Mingyang was also completely awake.

After getting out of bed, Mingyang changed the sheets soaked with sweat, walked to the bathroom and slapped his face with cold water.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Mingyang knew that he...

That's right, the superpower came so suddenly, and Mingyang couldn't figure out what was going on.

I just vaguely understood that I seemed to be able to choose the correct answer.

When Mingyang returned to the bedroom, she picked up her phone and looked at some multiple-choice questions on it.

Without exception, each question will have a prominent √ on the correct answer.

There seemed to be a voice in his mind telling him that this power can be upgraded, but now he can only choose the correct answer through the questions and options that have been given, there are no restrictions! !

In order to verify his own abilities, Mingyang printed some paper exercises on his computer.

Use your mobile phone to take photos of the blank exercises, and start bombarding your good brother Ma Rong with bomb emoticons on WeChat.

Ma Rong was patrolling the streets at this time. His cell phone buzzed in his trouser pocket. Looking at the familiar WeChat avatar, he still maintained a trace of patience.

"Yeah, what's the matter? I'm busy."

After finishing his reply, Ma Rong felt that he was a little perfunctory and sent another cute expression.

As bad friends and fellow comrades-in-arms, Mingyang and Ma Rong were used to talking bad words about each other, looking at the photos of exercises sent through WeChat.

Ma Rong is a little confused. What does this paper mean? I don't want to go to college!

"Do you see the correct answer on the paper?" Mingyang asked.

Ma Rong replied impatiently on WeChat: "What the hell, isn't this a normal question?"

"Oh, that's okay, I just wanted to see what you were doing."

Ma Rong put his phone back in his trouser pocket irritably and looked at the vendors in front of him. He was not in a good mood at this time and said to the vendors who had been managing them for nearly ten years: "Hurry up, if you don't leave, your goods will be deducted. "

Ma Rong started talking about this when he came to the work unit, and he said it for seven or eight years. Because there was no establishment, Ma Rong never deducted anyone's goods.

Mingyang, on the other hand, calmed down completely and started filling in the newly printed paper with the correct answers on the computer.

In fact, just click on the correct answer.

Looking at the perfect score three minutes later, Mingyang felt that at this moment, he was no longer a cow or horse. Even if he was a cow or horse, he was still a stallion among cows and horses, the king.

"It's a pity, it's a pity. If I had taken the college entrance examination back then, wouldn't I have become a pillar of 985,211?

Maybe we can even have an impact on Beiqing. "

What Mingyang regrets is that he never went to college. Although in the army, the recruit monitor always said that the army is the best university, but there are no female students in this university!

At that time, the recruit squad leader smiled mysteriously, "You are still young. You should perform well and go to college to give military training to the students. Since you have not fulfilled your dream of going to college, let the college students...

Mingyang and the recruit squad leader both showed inexplicable smiles for the recruit squad leader who had been leading recruits for four years and went to the university every year to provide military training for freshmen.

But it’s too late to regret it. If you don’t work hard and lie flat, in the real society, you will definitely be hammered hard.

The temptation of college students still failed to make Mingyang train hard, and his grades have always been maintained at the passing line.

In a recruit company of nearly 120 people, he is not outstanding.

When the company was divided into squads, I thought that the recruit squad leader would be able to take him away with his flattery, but when faced with other comrades' hometown specialties, the squad leader still gave up on this recruit who spoke well and regarded him as his confidant in life.

The night before the next company, the squad leader of the recruits said earnestly to Mingyang: "Ah Yang, it's not that the squad leader didn't take you away, it's that they gave you too much."

Mingyang understood at that time, people, speaking nicely is one thing, but you have to have the means to impress people.