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An unusual experience

One day in the year 2010, I was so unlucky that I was mistreated! Woo hoo... (crying first) Let’s briefly recall the scene of being fucked!

Early in the morning, (the sun is shining, cloudless, and rainy, why do I feel that the weather is not right? Forget it, forget it, continue to dream, it seems that the son of Duke Zhou wants to give me a bouquet of roses, I I haven’t picked it up yet) I slept soundly because I was an owl all night last night. As a result, my sister imitated Meng Jiangnu and cried twice, calling me back to the cruel reality of dating Zhou Gong’s son... (Tell me about that time. Oh: I have the urge to XX, but no, otherwise, the article you see would be my final work. Then, I saw a close-up of an "innocent" face. In my sight, SO, I was woken up like this (this is not too bad)

After I reluctantly brushed my teeth and washed my face, I was "disheveled" and was beaten by my brother and me. My sister dragged me onto the lonely bus. When I opened my eyes and saw the world, I found myself standing by the most disgusting West Lake (only God knows how I was deceived, by the way). Let me explain: I like places where I can eat, drink and have fun. I don’t like the poetry and picturesqueness of West Lake, and I can’t appreciate this kind of beautiful scenery. I am definitely not discriminating against Chinese attractions.) Then, I held up my heavy eyelids and dragged my heavy legs. I walked a hundred meters with difficulty (I am usually a homebody and seldom go out. {By the way, you can go and watch "Love Is Staying Together". I don't often walk. One hundred meters is very far. ! )

Next, I stared blankly at the sky, thinking about "ABC", waiting for the arrangement of "123"... As a result, MY's "ABC" did not come, but it was a taxi. arrived and took me into the Children's Palace (I always felt very happy when I came here before, but due to the passage of time, I felt very depressed when I came here again) After many twists and turns, we have finished playing. . Actually, there was something exciting this time, which made me feel excited that I haven’t had in a long time. However, my legs were almost gone!

After leaving the door, I was triggered by six skewers of mutton. The war began. My brother and my sister were so "gentle" that they could tear a city apart slightly under candlelight. As a result, after countless reincarnations, the mutton skewers finally belonged to Uncle Dadi, and then My sister started to burst into tears. She was ashamed of selling mutton skewers, so I gave her another skewer. I stood aside, eating the mutton skewers, feeling really depressed. (Secretly, I don’t know him. Those two guys with oily lips next to me, I really don’t know each other, it’s so embarrassing)

After watching the couple sitting on the front street for 5 hours, that is, 300 minutes, That is, after 18,000 seconds, or 300 times (for a normal person), I finally returned to my lovely home after suffering so much (I had never felt that way before)

Before eating, my sister cried again because of Xiami. I thought it was my brother who did it. I wanted to stop the noise so I pinched my brother as a way to avenge my sister and stop her from crying. (The worst thing in the world has happened! Pay attention~~~) Then, my brother stretched out a claw and pinched me desperately. Then, unconvinced, I pinched another one on his left hand that corresponded to the right one. Bruised, he pinched me again with his Nine Yin White Bone Claws. After a few steps, we were both injured. I rubbed my hand that was scratched in 8 places, applied ointment with compassion, and then put 4 band-aids on my hand while cursing my brother.

But I didn't know that he pinched me again. I immediately waved my hand, but he slipped away (as expected, it happens every time). Haha, actually, my results were pretty good. My brother's hands were all bruised. It's also screaming! However, my hand was broken, so I still lost money!

As a result, I didn’t even eat, and I got scars on one hand (actually he didn’t eat either, hehe...). In the end, my brother and I were honored by the world as "Foolish Brothers and Sisters" (I seemed to It’s so sad to see my brother and I standing on the podium, holding medals with the words “Idiot Brother and Sister” on them, and grinning while the audience below kept looking at us with contempt. It’s so sad...

Dear classmates, please observe three minutes of silence for me! (Huh? Do you want me to mourn for you too? It’s easy to say, five million money for one minute)

My lovely friend, please mourn for me for five minutes! (Hey, don’t go, don’t go, just 5 seconds will do)

Dear best friend, please avenge me! (Depending on the level of hatred for killing my brother!)