"What's wrong?" Suddenly, a nice girl's voice sounded beside her. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time, my hand was held tightly.

I suddenly looked up, and there was some light in front of me, and there was a rumbling sound in my ears.

What appeared in front of me was a movie. In the movie, devils are being killed.

I was a little nervous because I felt the softness of the hand holding me.

What kind of hand is this? Who is her master?

Where am I?

Well, I'm inside the movie theater.

This movie seems to be watched by many people, but what I care about the most is the girl next to me.

She looked beautiful and was looking at me with concern.

Who is she?

I struggled to remember.

"Watching movies will fall asleep, is it so boring to come out with me?" Her voice is really good, but it's too loud.

"I ...... I'm just so tired......"

"Tired? What's there to be tired of? After all the exams, will you still be able to read books? Anyway, you boys sold those books a long time ago, right? How much is a pound? ”

"Like...... Wumao bar...... If you sell them all, you can even buy a movie ticket. "I'm a little smug.

It's really a book that I hate less when I use it.

Let me introduce myself first, my name is Zhang Liang, and I just graduated from high school. It's in the boring phase right now. As for the one next to him, it is naturally Xia who is careful. Because it's still rare for a girl to talk like her.

Why do I watch movies with her after the college entrance examination? Well, it wasn't really clear when I first woke up, but now that consciousness has returned to my body, I'm awake.

Do I still have to come up with a "recap"? It doesn't seem to have to. Because now it seems like it was just a dream. Yes, while watching this movie, I had a dream that was inconsequential and seemed particularly exciting.

In my dream, I had a good brother named Mengmeng, who came to this world to save me, and after being reborn again and again, he finally hung up. Is there really such a person? I said that since it was just a dream, there was no need to take it seriously.

Many people have this experience, in dreams, although we are subjective first perspective, but in reality we may not participate in many things in the dream, and usually not some "protagonist" or the like, we are more like a camera-like existence. We are observing this dream through our eyes; And if you are involved, it is usually just some inconsequential role. For example, when I think back to that dream now, although the sense of the picture is not strong, and some important dreams are almost forgotten, I still remember the main plot relatively clearly.

Harvest day?

What are you kidding, is there still such a world? Are there any other awesome people?

We're all advanced intellectuals -- well, in fact, I'm just a high school graduate now, and I'm still getting a low score on the college entrance exam...... How low is it? I might be able to get into that university.

The question is will I encounter that "cloudy" on my first day of college?

There is also the most unrealistic point, that is, Xia is careful.

It's strange that in that dream, Xia Cheng was not my girlfriend! How is this possible?

But is it okay for her to take the initiative to pursue me?

In other words, I am a good student, although my grades are not good, but under the care and education of my parents and teachers, I am still studying very "seriously", and I have never thought of falling in love.

It's just that the college entrance examination is abnormal, so I'm frustrated.

And Xia carefully walked over and soothed the wounds in my heart.

Maybe that's the root cause of my subconscious belief that the world is false. Because I'm just a loser in this world.

Why did she fall in love with me?

This doesn't need to be looked into deeply. Because love needs a reason?

It doesn't seem to be needed, and it seems to be needed. Anyway, she took the initiative to pursue me. And these two movie tickets are paid for by her.

I'm a poor boy, where can I have that spare money?

"Still proud, look at your face." Her hand shook mine.

I enjoyed the treatment. She's a good girl.

"Are you from Taiwan?"

"What the hell are you? How could I be Taiwanese? If I were Taiwanese, I wouldn't have come to this place. ”

Sounds reasonable, after all, it's so much better than our little place.

"What's the noise, can't you watch a movie anymore? If you don't look at it, get out! A guy in the back screamed.

At the same time, he pushed me into my seat.

I quickly stopped talking. Xia carefully whispered, "Is this movie really boring? ”

It's boring enough. Because it is a "god film", the Chinese in it have become Ultraman, and Little Japan is all pigheads. I don't know if this movie is insulting our intelligence, or insulting the countless martyrs who have sacrificed their precious lives for the cause of resistance against Japan.

If they knew the great cause they had paid for, and the formidable enemies they had to face in the past would have seemed to posterity to be just a bunch of brain-dead pigs, I wonder if they would have crawled out of the graveyard and yelled at us, the descendants: "Fuck, you have a kind of fucking obscenity for these things, a kind of you were born to go to war decades ago!" ”

Watching too much of this kind of "god film" and "god drama" and the like can only make our descendants empty-eyed, and we will also lack respect for countless martyrs: they died in the hands of such a stupid little Japan, how brain-dead it is!

Well, I'm certainly not here to complain about the movie.

Actually, what I want to say is that I watched a boring movie, and I watched it with my girlfriend Xia Chengxin, but I fell asleep and had a strange dream, in which the world became a false world, and in the dream I met a lot of strange people, and a lot of strange things happened.

What weirded me the most was that when I peeked behind me at the guy who was talking about us, I froze.

Because no matter how I look at it, it's like I've seen him somewhere.

"Two-skinned face?!" I screamed.

"Fuck you, you don't fucking watch movies anymore?!" The guy stood up and cursed loudly, and the boy pulled out a folding knife.

Damn, bastard? There is also a dragon tattoo on the open chest, and I don't know if it's a sticker or a real tattoo.

It looks fierce anyway.

His appearance matched the two-skinned face I met in my dreams; It's just that Erpi's face was disfigured, and there is no tattoo on his body.

Why do I dream of such a guy in my dreams? And they have become our partners. Well, it seems that inadvertently, maybe when we walked into the movie, I saw this guy behind me, so I unconsciously brought it into the dream.

"Watching movies, watching movies." I hurriedly whispered.

He sat down and said hatefully, "If you make any more noise, I'll see you outside." ”

Depend on? So ruthless?

I really want to slip away.

It's a boring movie.

So I pulled Natsu carefully and tried to slip away. But the guy behind me - well, let's call him Erlean for the time being - pushed me in the seat again, leaned over and said, "Don't try to slip away, let's finish reading it first!" ”

Fuck, did you really fuck me?

I'm just a student!

People in the underworld shouldn't have trouble with an ordinary middle school student, right? That kid isn't trying to rob me, is he? Or do you have a crush on my girlfriend?

The problem is that I don't have a knife in my hand, otherwise I might be able to fight him, right? It's just that others are tall and big, and they look so ruthless, how can I fight it?

Just watch the movie.

Xia was chuckling carefully.

What's so funny? Hasn't she discovered the gravity of the matter? It doesn't look like it's going to make me feel better.

It's all her fault. What kind of movie to watch, how good it is to open a house!

Before I went to see the movie, I had proposed to go to the Internet café to play games for a while, and then I would open a room to live in, and I would have the money ready.

It's just that her face is red, "What a pervert." ”

Perverted? Is this ecology and normalcy good?

"No, I want to watch a movie."

"What's there to see!"

"Anti-Japanese hilarious comedy!"

"What's there to see!"

"Hilarious!"

"What's there to see!"

"Comedy!"

"What's there to see!"

"Anti-Japanese comedy!"

"My dear, the problem is that you have never thought about a question: how can it be a comedy to resist Japan? Anti-Japanese, how can it be hilarious? Those are just brain-dead movies, and they don't have the slightest value! ”

She didn't even do it when she opened the house. This is the real "anti-Japanese"! I'm going to cry! Anti-Japanese resistance has never been a comedy, nor is it hilarious.

"No, I'm just going to see it. Listen to Huoyun say it's very good-looking. ”

"Huoyun, that three-eight? Do you ever feel weird about her? ”

"Don't call my friend Sanba! That's a curse, or I'll ignore you again. ”

"Okay, let me ask you again, Huoyun's second goods? Do you ever feel weird about her? ”

“…… Well, what's wrong with her? ”

"You didn't notice the way she looked at you, I suspect she's gay, she's in love with you, isn't it?"

"Are you jealous?"

"Whether to be jealous or not is just a trivial matter, that's not the point, the point is, is she a pervert or not?"

"Ignore you, if you don't accompany me to the movie, then I'll ask Huoyun to accompany me."

"Okay, but you buy the ticket."

"Stingy."

Whatever you say. I can eat with my face, so why don't I rely on this face?

As for Huoyun, she is also my classmate, and I have put up with her for a long time, because she has always been tired of being careful.

In the dream, there seems to be a guy named Feng Lei, who is a man, but after treating others, he will slowly become a woman. It seems that I really have a deep prejudice against Huoyun, and I don't even let her go in my dreams.

It's just that why I didn't let Xia be careful in my dreams? She died so badly - she was killed by Erpi Face.

Peeking over, the two-skinned guy was watching a movie, and he laughed.

This is really a brain-dead "hilarious anti-Japanese comedy".

It's just that those real anti-Japanese martyrs are estimated to cry to death underground, right?