( 1)
Senior three is an extremely important year for many people, which may completely change their life trajectory.
But as far as I'm concerned, it's nothing more than another year. For the sake of the college entrance examination, I'd better go to a junior college. Then mix for another three years, mix a diploma and find a professional counterpart to continue to mix until death; It doesn't matter if I can't go to college, so I'll look for my brothers recognized by the society to find a job. My eldest brother specializes in collecting debts for others, riding motorcycles every day and showing off his prestige. None of these towns are afraid of them.
I'm a loser. I can't do anything. Fortunately, my father's business is doing well. I think it should be no problem to raise me in the future, so I am more unscrupulous and ignorant.
In high school, I went to a good school in the county. At that time, my dad didn't bother to get me into this school, so he invited me to dinner. It's a pity that I'm not sensible and don't like learning. I just want to play every day, which makes my classmates and teachers hate it.
My school is a fully enclosed boarding school. In principle, students are required to live on campus. But in the third year of high school, many people will go out to rent a house, just to have a quiet study environment at night and study for a while. The school also acquiesces in this kind of behavior, so the senior three students in our school basically don't live on campus. But I don't need to live outside at all. First of all, I am comfortable living in the dormitory, and I can talk nonsense with those sports roommates when I can't sleep at night. Secondly, if living outside means that my father will come to accompany me, then I am not so free. So when my dad asked me if I wanted to rent a house to accompany me to the third year of high school, I didn't hesitate at all and immediately refused. After all, I still want to climb over the wall and surf the Internet every night.
But the ancients said well, those who are good at riding fall and those who are good at water drown. Unexpectedly, I climbed the wall for three years in the middle of the night and was finally caught by the principal when I graduated.
It is really my back. After taking a bath that night, I was ready for bed. Isn't Erpang him? I laughed at his accuracy and strength in bed. I said casually that the last time solo hit him, it was like kissing his son. Erpang may feel humiliated, but he also fell in love with me. He insisted on climbing over the wall with me and immediately went to the Internet cafe with him. Just go. Who's afraid of who? We casually put on a dress and turned it out from the balcony. We live on the second floor and can easily go out by stepping on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner. We are familiar with the road, trotted to the "Firefly" Internet cafe and started playing games.
Erpang's strength is ok, but he always likes to brag. I knew he was unhappy, so I took advantage of this rectification to see who the real sniper was.
Today, he feels very good. I hit him 12:3. The three times he died, I bowed my head and lit a cigarette. He caught me off guard and then gave up his resistance. He stood still and gave me a sniper. I killed him twice and felt bored. I turned to humiliate him: "What, it's not too late to give up." As a result, I found that the fat man was not sitting in his position at all. On the contrary, the headmaster and dean stood behind me with their hips akimbo, and their cold eyes shot out from behind my glasses and all the way to my young and fragile heart, scaring me into a cold sweat. I pretended not to know them and went back to play by myself. Dean smiled and stretched out his hand and pulled my clothes: "What, you still pretend you don't know us?"
The fat man in Beling must have seen them long ago, but he ran away.
I patted his hand: "Spring silkworm, who are you?" What are you doing? You have mistaken me for someone else. "
"Wrong person?" The dean pointed to my pants. "Then why are you wearing our school pants?"
I looked down and my face turned red. It's over. I have been catching eagles all my life, and finally I was pecked by them. I tried to run, but they stopped me, so I had to give in easily.
The next day, my father was called to school. He took off his shoes in public in the principal's office and slapped me. I really didn't give any face. I hate my dad sometimes and ignore me at ordinary times. Every time I am called to criticize by the school, I hate the iron and make a pretence!
The headmaster insisted on firing me, and my father was handing out cigarettes and saying good things, which suppressed the headmaster's anger and made me write a letter of guarantee that I would never go out to surf the Internet again. Only then can you forgive me and change your demerit. The headmaster took a sip of the cigarette handed by my father and said, "I knew I wouldn't accept your son!" " Black sheep! How can our "Yang Er High School" teach such shameless things! "My father has always been by my side, and I am very wronged by this matter. I really want to kick that shit principal away and leave school.
Out of the principal's office, my dad said you can't live on campus like this, and your sports roommates led you astray. I'll find you a rented room outside, so I have to stare at you reading.
My heart says it's less than half a year before the exam. Reading is for birds now, but your mouth is obedient.
(2)
My school is located in the suburbs, but there are many commercial houses of different quality built around it. Don't think that these businessmen are stupid and smart, and expect to rent them to these hungry senior three students. The price is high, which is similar to the rent in the city center, but people are still flocking to it.
I think those homeowners are simply taking advantage of the fire. I suggest that all senior three parents boycott in unison to curb the rental bubble and suppress illegal real estate developers. Having said that, we still have to go to see the house with my dad. Soon we found that although the price is high, there are indeed many stupid parents. At this time, the house was basically rented out. I asked several families, but there were no vacancies, or several students shared it. My dad thought it was no different from living in a dormitory, so he didn't agree. Later, my dad saw a rental message posted on a broken telephone pole. I said, look at this paper. It looks like a vicissitudes of life. It must have experienced a lot of wind and rain. It's probably been rented for a long time. My dad glared at me: "You just don't want to live outside. I tell you, this is not for you to decide. " Then he called the owner, which was also unlucky. The owner said there was just a vacant room, three or four hundred meters away from the school. My dad immediately said that he didn't even look at the house, so he went to the bank to withdraw money and prepare to sign the contract.
Half an hour later, the owner came, a dark-skinned, quiet middle-aged uncle who looked like a security guard in our school. He signed it, showed us the house, paid the money, and everything was a foregone conclusion.
My dad drove me to help me pack up my things in the dormitory and take them to the rental room. My father said in the car, "I have a little work at hand these days." When I finish, I will come to study with you. Be good these days. "
I was elated, but I still live alone. Now I want to surf the internet in the middle of the night, so I don't have to turn over the wall. I can't help shouting freedom in my heart, but my face is still expressionless and calm.
We parked the car downstairs, and when I saw it, it was a very ordinary low-rise apartment with six or seven floors and two families on the first floor. I feel so bad that the first floor doesn't even have a security door, and the corridor induction lamp is also broken.
When I went upstairs, an old woman just came down. My dad and I were carrying luggage just to avoid it. She looked up at us. She has a big eye and a small eye, and she is a little squint. She seems to be looking away when talking to you. This is very strange.
She asked us, "New tenant?"
I said, "Yes, yes."
She said inexplicably, "Go to bed early at night."
I smiled as soon as I heard it, and deliberately responded to my dad: "My dad rented me out just to let me forget to eat and sleep. How can I let me go to bed early?"
My dad looked back at us and went upstairs.
The old lady said to herself, "Go to bed early at night."
I am stupefied, why do you always say that? Playing tricks, I guess she is afraid that I will make too much noise at night and affect her rest?
Forget it. Whatever. I took a deep breath and walked cheerfully to my position with my suitcase.
(3)
I rented a house with three bedrooms and one living room, 120 square meters. One bedroom is locked. The shopkeeper said that there were some sundries piled up and repeatedly stressed that we should not go in.
Kitchen water heaters, air conditioners and washing machines are available, but they are still worthy of this price. I feel quite satisfied.
I packed my things and made my bed. My dad said he was going home. We have a day off today. You can still catch the last class when you come back. My father urged me to go to school quickly, and then I drove away.
I watched my dad drive away and then went to the Internet cafe. Turn on the computer and find a familiar figure. At first glance, I thought he was fat. I went up and grabbed his ear and asked him why he was so ungrateful. See the teacher to check, also don't let me know, just take care of yourself.
Erpang pretended not to know and asked me what I was talking about. He doesn't understand at all, and his acting is first-class! I intensified my efforts, and he quickly begged for mercy. My adult didn't remember the villain and spared his life. I started to play some cs games with him and started some dota games. I don't know why, I don't usually play games well, but today, with the help of God, I was surprised that several people watched me play behind me. I am more proud after listening to the praise. Elegant white cattle kill the quartet with green branches.
Good times are always so short. I'll check the time after the last one. It's already ten o'clock at night! After the evening self-study at school, I suddenly felt a little hungry when I remembered that I hadn't eaten anything.
Farewell to the fat man, I went to Shaxian snack and ate a bowl of fried powder, patting my stomach and going back to the rental house.
There are no lights along the way. Downstairs to the apartment, the corridor induction lamp is not very sensitive. I stamped my foot several times before the light came on. I vaguely heard the old man's cough coming from upstairs, and I was a little scared when I remembered the old lady I saw in the afternoon. I live on the fourth floor and it took me a long time to get here. My induction lamp seems to be completely broken. Why don't you clap your hands and stamp your feet? I'm going to use the fluorescent key of my mobile phone to open the door, enter the room and close an iron gate outside. Suddenly, induction lamp lights up.
I secretly scolded him: "Why did you go early?"
I went into the room to tidy up and threw myself on the bed.
I looked out of the window and found a light outside. I opened the curtains and found that my room could just see the situation on the stairs of our building.
Induction lamp in front of my house is on.
"eh? Has it been driving for so long? It doesn't save energy at all. " I was thinking that the induction lamp at the door went out.
I was about to close the curtains when induction lamp lit up again.
It suddenly occurred to me that if someone goes downstairs, it should be the fifth, fourth and third floors, so the lights should be lit in sequence; If someone goes upstairs, it should be the first floor, the second floor, the third floor and the fourth floor, but strangely, the lights on the third floor and the fifth floor are not turned on, except the one at my door.
Did I come out of the house across the hall?
I looked out as if there was no one on the stairs.
The light went out again.
After a while, it automatically lights up again.
I think it may be broken. I closed the curtains and fell asleep in bed.
(4)
Maybe I'm not used to the new environment. When I went to bed the first night, I had several dreams. One of them is that I can't move with my eyes closed. I can't see clearly around me, but when I heard the ambulance, several people were shouting, what tweezers, what bandages, what bleeding, and I tried to open my eyes, but I couldn't. Later, I woke up hard.
What a strange dream.
I looked at the time. It was almost time for self-study. My head teacher is on duty today. I had to teach him a lesson when he caught me. I quickly put on my school uniform, washed my face casually, and ran downstairs without brushing my teeth.
The house is close to the school. I ran for two minutes and reached the door. The bell just rang. The head teacher was too lazy to give me a lecture and waved me in.
Sitting in the seat, the fat man at the same table is having breakfast there. That fat man is always ugly when he eats. I patted him on the head, called him "rice with dog stuffing smells delicious", and then grabbed the eggs in his bag and began to peel them.
The fat man choked me and asked me, "Hua, why did you move out without telling us?"
When I heard this, I said angrily, "Ha, just because you are a boy, you are not loyal."
Fat man a face of doubt, but also no longer speak.
I said, "But my parents haven't come to live with me yet. Now I live alone. You can invite my brothers to my place to drink and play cards in the evening. "
The fat man said, "OK, where do you live?"
I gave him the address, but I forgot whether I live at 40 1 or 402. I asked fatty to call me when they arrived, and I went to pick them up.
I had two math classes and two politics classes this morning. I used to hate math class. I was bored in class, so I made a few examples of exercise books casually and found them all quite simple. The teacher saw me doing the problem by myself when he was talking, and felt that I didn't listen carefully. Let me stand up and answer the question. At first, I felt I couldn't answer them. Later, I thought I was standing anyway, so I settled down and carefully looked at the questions on the blackboard and found that they were quite understandable.
After listening to the cross-eyed words, my confidence increased greatly. After reading the textbook for a while, I actually found it quite interesting. The fat man secretly played psp next to me. When he saw me reading the textbook carefully, he was shocked and put his hand on my forehead to see if I had a fever.
I patted his hand, "you? Are you sick? " I gave him a white look. "Why touch me if you have nothing to do?"
"Why do I think there is something wrong with you? Is it Li Hua I know? " The fat man pinched his fat face again, as if to test whether he was awake.
"I read a book, this is not China elder brother you know? I tell you, I just don't want to study. If I want to learn, these, hehe! " I closed the book, leaned back in my chair and stretched out my feet proudly.
I feel very tired after a day's class. I don't know why. I feel weak these two days. For example, I was panting after climbing the fourth floor last night, which is really unlike me.
After the evening self-study, the fat man said to go to the supermarket to buy some peanuts, beer and play cards. I said yes, I can't hold it any longer. I'll go back to the tuba first Call me when you get downstairs, and I'll pick you up.
I went back to the rented house. Before I opened the door, I remembered that the fat man asked me which room I was staying in today. I don't know whether I am 40 1 or 402. I subconsciously looked up at the house number, which was 404. I was shocked at the time, but I was fine. Why is there room 404?
I looked back at the back room, and the number on it was 402.
There are only two rooms on this floor. Why is there 404?
I think it's a little strange. I didn't believe this at first. 404 is 404, even 444 I live in, but it's too strange.
Induction lamp went out, I stamped my foot, and induction lamp lit up.
I looked at the house number carefully and found that the 4 at the back was not quite right. A closer look reveals that it is 40 1, and someone added a note with a marker to make it 404.
I was watching carefully when someone slapped me hard! I was so scared that I immediately collapsed to the ground and almost peed my ass.
When I looked back, it was the old lady who lived upstairs. The little eyes on the left of the old lady stared at me hard, and the big eyes on the right turned back and forth, which was so scary.
I came to my senses and said, "What are you doing? You scared me to death. "
The old lady said, "Go to bed early at night."
I said, "You are sick!"
The old lady said, "If you wake up, it will be bad."
Say that finish this sentence, she suddenly hey hey laugh, smile in the orange corridor induction lamp shine is particularly vicious, her squeaking eyes are disgusting, she no longer words, staring at me for a while, stumbling upstairs.