I'm going to let her see if there are any girls besides her who like her?

Didn't she say that girls have the right to choose? Well, children have the right to choose, and boys have the right to choose, right? I want to choose one too.

Something happened one day when I had this idea. This happened to make me famous in our factory.

One night, just after getting off work, the foreman told us workers that tomorrow there would be a power outage in the factory, and we would take a day off. When the workers heard this, they immediately boiled. The workshop suddenly thundered with joy, some knocked on the table, some slapped the bench, some hugged each other with colleagues, and so on.

Back in the dormitory, after washing up, everyone was so excited that they didn't want to sleep. The dormitory where I lived was separated by a wall between the boys and the girls. Our few boys were crammed into a small corner.

All the girls live on the top and outside. Xiaoqin and Aiping live in another dormitory.

There were five people living in our dormitory: me, the porter (because he was so tall, everyone called him "big"), Yang Li, and so on. Since I had nothing to do, I suddenly became interested and wanted to write an article to express my feelings, so I took out one of my diaries and wrote on it:

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, in the blink of an eye, there are three out of twenty, and one-third of life has passed. However, he still does nothing, and he is afraid that he will not know the end of his life, and his heart is very sad!

The dream of a seventeen-year-old has not been broken until today, for the sake of love? In short, I sometimes want to give up on literature, and sometimes I want to stick to it. Every day is in between swinging back and forth).

How many unforgivable sins have I committed (referring to the disasters I brought to my parents), I have broken my heart for love, I have hurt others, and I have been hurt by others.

I fell in love with people such as Guozhen (my first girlfriend at school), Xiaolan, Fengqin Xiaorui, and my godsister Wang Fenglian (I didn't like Wang Fenglian at all, why did I add her?). Now that I think about it, maybe it's to make up the numbers. Most literati like to exaggerate, and so do I)

So far, my lover Xiaoqin, has experienced a lot of ups and downs. Therefore, I believe that love is nothing but a game and a dream. The oath of the mountains and seas in the book, the oath, and the promise that the sea will never change its heart are all false-

When I was done, I wanted to go to the bathroom, so I threw the journal on the bed. By the time I returned, the diary had fallen into the hands of the porter.

He was standing in the vacant part of the dormitory, and recited the passage I had written in front of many girls.

Just after the recitation, a man and a woman came out of the crowd: the man was short, about twenty years old, with a guitar in his arms, and the woman was quite tall, apparently much older than the man.

The woman was slender and wore an off-white dress with red dots. Before we could react to what was going on, we heard the woman say loudly, "If you want to compare talents, we are both one," and she waved to the man.

So the boy plucked the strings, and there the woman danced and sang: "The star is still the star, the moon is still the moon, the mountain is still the mountain, and the river is still the river—"

To be honest, don't look at this woman's bad looks, this singing is really good, and the tune is very accurate. As soon as she finished singing, everyone applauded. Listening to people's discussions, this man and woman are from Jiangxi. The woman originally had a husband, and she eloped with this boy.

Then, they played a few more songs. The woman felt tired and wanted to rest.

At this time, the porter "big man" stood up and said, "She's tired of singing, we can't be so cold." If you have the one who can sing, come out and sing a few big guys?"

Reader, I told you that I love to sing, and I sing very well with confidence, just like I am handsome about literature and I am handsome. Our family has talent in this area.

Although he can't be a star, he can win everyone's praise when he sings. Everyone knows that people have a little ability, and so do I.

So, I stood up: "Okay! Now I'm going to sing a song "Heart Rain" for everyone. I don't want a partner, I sing both boys and girls by myself. ”

So, I imitated the girl's tone and sang this song with my heart and emotion, and when it was my turn to "miss you, miss you, miss you, miss you for the last time", I changed it to a man's excited and high tone.

After the song was sung, there was silence in the dormitory for a moment. The big guys were deeply moved by my singing.

There was silence for a minute, and everyone applauded me. At this time, someone in the crowd shouted, "One more, one more." I sang another song "I Can't Live Like This Again".

Why did I choose to sing these songs? It goes back five years. When I was eighteen years old, when I returned from wandering for that novel, my father planted a few melon fields in my family's grounds. When the melons were almost ripe, he asked me to live in the melon nunnery to look at the melons.

Due to the hot weather, I couldn't sleep in the melon hermitage, so every day when I had nothing to do, I walked out of the melon hermitage, stood at the head of the melon field, and sang loudly to the open field. My favorite songs at that time were "Love" by the Little Tigers and "I Can't Live Like This Again" by Liu Huan, as well as "It's Not Easy to Say I Love You".

The Little Tigers' "Love" was the most popular that year. But it didn't take long for me to learn the song as soon as it hit the radio. I sang those songs back and forth just for my own amusement, and for no other purpose.

Of course, I also fantasized that there was a Cui Cui who came to listen to me sing, or that a fairy was moved to marry me after listening to my song. But all this is wishful thinking.

What I want to tell you is that except for "Heart Rain", which I only learned that year, I knew those songs five years ago, and I couldn't be more familiar with them, although I can't say that I can recite them backwards, but at least I can say "I can close my eyes." ”

In addition, coupled with the fact that I have a lot of feelings, I performed those songs very well. (A bit of a braggart?)

When I just finished singing "Love" of the Little Tigers, it aroused the dissatisfaction of the old women in Jiangxi. She offered to compete with me. I snorted coldly and thought to myself, you've found the right person, singing is my forte.

So I sang another song of Mao Ning's "The Sound of the Waves is Still", and she sang another song "My Motherland"-

We haven't even come up with a result, and I've been told that someone is looking for me outside. When I came out to take a look, it turned out to be my old watch. He came to ask me how I was doing here. I told him I was fine here, but there was one guy who was always glaring at me with a fierce gaze.

But the man just glared at me, and he didn't do anything bad to me. My cousin asked me what the man looked like. I described the general appearance of the man, and he said that he knew the man, and he would just have to negotiate with him later.

Reader, that's the benefit of putting up with my cousin in the first place. If he practiced boxing on me at that time for Xiaoqin's business, and I returned my hand, we would have turned against each other, not only did neither of us have the face to see our parents, but there was also an extra wall in front of me.

I chose to tolerate it in the first place, and my cousin may have thought that he had done something wrong, and that he didn't care about me again? However, I don't know if he really cared about me or wanted to come to Xiaoqin? In any case, I don't plan to investigate this matter in detail.

After staring at me and my cousin returned to the dormitory, everyone dispersed.

The next day, the same person who used to stare at me took the initiative to find me and said, "Is it your old watch?" "He asked me to take care of you later. "You know?" I asked the man. "Yes. The man replied. After saying this, if anything happens in the future, that person will open the door for me.

As soon as I got off work in the evening, I was recuperating at the door, when suddenly a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old came. The girl is about 1.5 meters tall, with a pink cloth flower on her head, and her face is full of childishness and innocence. She walked up to me, then crouched down, looked me in the eye and asked:

This book is derived from reading the rim