If You Don’t Go To Hell, Who Will?

When I returned to the bedroom at noon today, I saw that Xiao Er was sitting in front of the computer, and both eyes were glaring at the keyboard.

I put down the bag and asked, "Small two, but also the manuscript?"

Don't look at the small two wretched, people are still a network writer, it is said that it is quite good in a website. Of course, the things written by this guy are all beautiful, I have not seen it. To be honest, I am still very afraid of the field. I was looking at the GV in the bedroom in the second half of the night. I looked at my eyes and almost collapsed. Xiao Er also argued with enthusiasm, saying that it is a little difficult for ordinary people to contact the real GV for the first time. Let me watch it a few times. It’s good to go to her uncle. Can I spit it once and do it more? ? I am so self-abusing, I am.

But then again, although I am awe-inspiring and beautiful lovers, I am still quite admired for the perseverance of Xiao Er. It is said that this guy has published more than one million words on the website. It is said that she couldn’t sleep the night before the college entrance examination, so she wrote a beautiful novel in the night and attracted her. A group of readers... So as a writer, Xiao Er’s persistence and loyalty to writing is still worth learning for me in this three-minute enthusiasm. Sometimes I feel curious and ask her, "Small two, what is the feeling of writing an article?"

I still remember the answer from Xiao Er at that time: "Writing this thing is like XXOO. When you dig a pit, you are full of expectation. When you fill the pit, you are full of excitement. When you finish it, you are happy and empty."

At that time, the boss and the four girls were also present. Calm like a boss, such as the four girls, after hearing the description of Xiao Er, it is also on the spot, long time back to God, not to mention my way. Since then, I have never dared to despise the second child, because this guy is WS, but her WS is deep enough>____<

Zhong Yuan turned on the computer and asked me, "What class did you take?"

Me: "Why do you do this?"

Zhong Yuan opened the school's elective system and landed. "Can you do it?"

Khan, I know that this kid is not lost. I want to choose the same elective course as I do? When I think of it, I will help you with your homework. I will help you with it. You, you, you, you want to be beautiful...

So I replied, "Don't tell you."

Zhong Yuan stared at the computer screen calmly. "Don't force me to steal your account."

I:"……"

I think Zhong Yuan is swindling me. This kid is not the first time to use this trick. Hey, I can't be fooled again and again. I still don't believe it. If you are a student of a management school, you will be able to quantitatively analyze what mathematics and physics are still reluctant to say. Can you always have a lot of craftsmanship?

Thinking of this, I sneered: "You steal, you steal, cut!"

"Well, you let me steal." Zhong Yuan said, drumming on the page for a while, knocking on the keyboard a few times, "Okay."

I stared at his computer screen incredulously, really, really...

Zhong Yuan said: "The username is your student number, the password is the default ID number of the system, you have not changed... In fact, this is not a hack."

I looked at him with wide eyes. "How do you know my ID number?"

Zhong Yuan: "Your meal is in my hand."

So I am angry and angry.

Zhong Yuan found my class schedule and said something about it. "You can select all the four elective courses that are the easiest to hang in the school without knowing the situation. Even if you abuse yourself, there is no need to be so embarrassed. Wood is really Wizards."

I sweated and looked at him suspiciously.

Zhong Yuan calmly looked at the menu list and said: "This, this, and this, these are better. Do you want to choose?" He said, looking over the side to consult my opinion, it is democratic. One.

Nonsense, even if I say no, you will choose me without hesitation?

Zhong Yuan was not ashamed of his own pseudo-democracy. He boldly deleted my original class and re-selected a few. Later facts proved that the re-election of these doors is indeed better.

After Zhong Yuan changed my public elective course to something beyond recognition, I still changed my physical education class and changed from the original table tennis to tennis. The reason is that table tennis has a higher response speed and flexibility for people, and then... he looked at me sympathetically and shook his head.

Angry, am I so frustrated?

After finishing the class, Zhong Yuan pulled out a small flashlight-like thing from the bag.

I took it over and looked at it carefully. "What is this?"

Zhong Yuan replied: "The electric shock device is said to be not very flat in the school recently."

Khan, this is the legendary electric shocker, I saw it for the first time. So I moved to Zhong Yuan, "Thank you." Although this guy is more insidious, but he does not hide, Ma uncle educates us and must treat the problem dialectically.

"Don't thank you, you can do better in the future, at least not to be angry with me."

I nodded. Is this the boss's recognition and encouragement for the work of the staff? It seems that I did a good job a while ago. However, as for how I am so angry with Zhong Yuan, I still feel inexplicable. It is obvious that he has been mad at me.

I carefully looked at the little electric shock in my hand and asked Zhong Yuan: "How do you use this thing?"

Zhong Yuan pointed at it and gestured. "Point this to the enemy and press this button."

"Is that the case?" I said, involuntarily obeying the instructions of Zhongyuan and pressing the switch...

So the next second, Zhong Yuan was on the table.