In the year 2260, a terrible biochemical war took place on Earth, when the remaining population was less than 1 million, most of whom died from the new rod-shaped spherical virus, and a large number of genetic weapons that caused human mutations wreaked havoc on the earth. One of the heroes who saved him also died at the hands of genetic weapons.

Wen Xiang and Yao Yuanyu are separated at a three-way intersection.

Yao Yuanyu said: "Now that I have left school for more than two months, I have time to come and play with me." By the way, have you ever played chicken?"

Wen Xiang asked, "I like to eat duck, duck legs and duck necks. ”

Yao Yuanyu smiled and said: "Eating chicken is a gunfight game, my cousin is in college this year, and he said that he will come back and take me to play during the summer vacation." Or you can come another day. ”

Wen Xiang readily agreed. His house was only a little more than a kilometer away from Yao Yuanyu's house, and after saying goodbye, he walked back along the road under the scorching sun. At this time, it was already afternoon, and the fragrant smell of lunch made him feel very hungry.

He remembered that Yao Yuanyu had mentioned to him about eating chicken, and he couldn't help but be even hungrier.

After Wenxiang returned home, many relatives and friends sat in front of the door and chatted.

"Why didn't this kid even get into high school?" asked the relative.

"I usually don't have bad academic performance, why didn't I get in, did I fall asleep during the exam?" asked another relative.

Wenxiang's parents were also puzzled, this child is not usually playful, and his academic performance is good, why didn't he get in?

"Wenxiang, do you have any ideas to hide from us?" asked my father.

Wen Xiang lowered his head and said, "I just didn't get in." ”

The voice was so quiet that it was almost only audible to him.

When Wen Xiang was three years old, he dreamed of being the big sugar jar in the mall, because then he could eat all kinds of sugar, QQ candy, gourd candy, lollipops, and marshmallows like clouds, and most importantly, it could make other children have no place to buy candy to eat!

When Wen Xiang was five years old, he dreamed of becoming a kindergarten principal, because then he didn't have to go to school, and he could see many children crying and shouting at his kindergarten every day!

When Wen Xiang was eight years old, he dreamed of becoming the richest man in the world, so that he could have all kinds of toys, sports cars, trains, toy airplanes! He could fill the house with toys, watch his cousins drool with envy, and then announce that toys were only allowed to be seen and touched, and he just wouldn't let them play!

When he was nine years old, the fortune teller told Wen Xiang's father that your son would become a big official in the future.

So when he was twelve years old, Wenxiang's dream became more realistic, he wanted to be a king or an emperor, because in this way he was not only a big official, but also able to manage all officials, and he could marry many wives, and he wanted to marry all the twenty girls in the class home and make him his wife!

When he was fourteen years old, he was told that there was no emperor in the world today, and he could not marry several wives, so he retreated to the next best thing, and his dream was to become a prime minister or prime minister, so that he would only have the school flowers of their school!

At the age of sixteen, Wenxiang graduated from junior high school, and his dream came to an abrupt end because he was not admitted to high school.

He lay on his bed, staring at the red junior high school diploma, not wanting to move, and he didn't bother to care about his dreams anymore.

While several of his good friends, neighbors, and brothers were happily preparing to go to high school, Wen Xiang was struggling to attend a vocational high school in a local fifth-tier city.

His grand dream for 16 years is now left with only one question, that is, is it better to learn Western or Chinese food in cooking?

Wen Xiang was lying on his back on the bed staring at the ceiling, when suddenly WeChat rang.

All kinds of group photos in the class group poured in. There are all kinds of group photos, Tao Lili looks very special, she took photos with almost everyone in the class, smiling brightly, and getting carried away with joy.

The class group was very lively, and many people complimented: "Congratulations to Sister Tao, you deserve to be the first sister of our third grade." Not only is he good-looking, his voice is good, but his academic performance is also top-notch. ”

But to be honest, she doesn't look very good.

Wen Xiang thought of her chubby figure and the black mole at the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help but want to laugh, these people, can they talk nonsense with their eyes open and reverse black and white with good academic performance?