1.1 Are you embarrassed to say that you are the prototype of Youning?!

A shot of shock, ranking officials and listening to books:

Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a tree on the mountain, and a leaf fell from the tree, and the leaf was telling a story......

It is said that on the coast of the East China Sea, there is an island. On the east side of the island, there is a school. There's a fool in that school. Because of the original volunteering, the giant laziness filled in the easy mode, so he came here. The body is a frightened person, and the heart is a stubborn stone for the key person. On the morning of September 26, he was found in the bedroom numbered 33030303. But see:

The head is cushioned with a quilt and the shoulders are draped with pillows. Dead fish eyes, zombie face, messy hair, and a scruffy beard. The mobile phone on the socket is not full, and the head side pen is waiting to be collected. After hearing it for a long time, it is a master's demeanor. In my opinion, this guy has a lot to create, and if he is disciplined, he should fight for a cone among the key people.

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1.2 Pseudonyms are not taken out casually

When it is, the alarm goes on. Sure enough, this son made an extraordinary move: Lingxi pointed at him, the mobile phone was dumb, and he stopped being noisy for ten minutes. If so, three. He opened his eyes angrily. His eyes are far away, his fingers are bent and extended, and his mouth is full of words.

"In a sentence of 20 words, two sentences appear in a person, that is, two of the 40 words are 'fallen leaves', as long as you change it to 'fallen leaves' can make up 5% more words, and 'dying fallen leaves have been safe' can make up 10% more words......"

So! This is [started as a literary and artistic, and then it was forced hard, gradually decadent, and had no heart and lungs. Regard the festival as life, and remember as the soul. The world is contrary to me, and it is like a floating cloud to me! Insist that composing poetry is a technique, and dying is an art] [Staying up late in a row and not taking a nap and playing ball every day] The dying fallen leaves have been safe!

So the human who named himself Fallen Leaf rolled out of bed satisfied.

Get dressed.

Out.

Come back and change your shoes.

Out.

Back backpack.

Out.

Come back and get the bike keys.

…… I can't find it.

After thinking about it in the shape of an OTZ for 5 seconds, Fallen Leaf smiled and looked back confidently.

Three minutes later.

Sure enough, I got the key X2 on the lock of the bike.

-- Let's applaud the wit of the fallen leaves!!

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1.3 When it is broken, it is nothing more than becoming a chaotic situation

I put the prop [half a bun] I got from the bicycle in my backpack and started the day.

In the backpack of the fallen leaves, there are also [computer maintenance and pick-up receipts], [half-used pens], [small notebooks with messy inspirations] and so on.

First of all, Fallen Leaves felt a little thirsty, and at the same time, considering traveling, decided to go to the supermarket to exchange coins.

Five minutes later.

Fallen leaves pass by the closed supermarket from the cafeteria with a small cup of soy milk in his mouth.

Stop on the inside of the east gate of the school, exit the school gate, and wait for the bus.

Twenty minutes later.

Fallen leaves decisively boarded a bus that he hadn't been on before.

Nodding his head at his boldness, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the outline of the last sentence he had written last night.

…… Forgot in bed.

Never mind. Brew a relationship, and you can get it back in no time.

So Fallen Leaf closed his eyes, and let that sad and calm atmosphere permeate his heart......

The shadow of that world slowly took shape...... Figuration......

Immerse...... Immerse......

"Woo-woo-"

Fallen leaves are woken up by the sound of a fire alarm.

The people who found the whole car were looking at themselves.

Turning his head, he turned his head sadly and calmly turned off the alarm on the side of his head.

Take out the bun and start nibbling.

Sure enough, the whole car twisted their heads back.

Nodding his head for his own discipline, he found that the bus he was supposed to be on was overtaking.

Then, with a sudden turn at the same time, the two cars sped in the same straight line.

…… Residual thoughts are in the opposite direction.

……

Ten minutes later.

An OTZ-shaped statue of a thinker appears under a deserted bus stop sign.

Twenty minutes later.

Under a deserted bus stop sign, the OTZ-shaped statue of the Thinker has disappeared.

Fallen leaves decisively boarded a bus that seemed to be in the right direction.

Ten minutes later.

Falling leaves saw the bus they were going to take and got off decisively.

…… It was the return bus OTZ.

Twenty minutes later.

Falling leaves finally saw the right bus coming towards them.

The adventure of a new day of falling leaves has officially begun!

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1.4 Life is not something as ordinary as a novel about falling leaves!

Last time, Falling Leaves finally saw the right bus coming towards him.

But ah, life is not something as ordinary as a novel about falling leaves!

Fallen leaves got the bike keys in their pockets.

Fallen leaves got the bike keys in his pocket again.

Fallen leaves only got the bike keys in their pockets.

…… Buses pass by.

Fallen leaves found that when he was asleep, his pocket seemed to be touched......

Count the losses.

Student cards and coins for bus rides.

Fortunately, there is no endless road.

Fallen Leaf calmly took out his wallet and walked to a roadside stall to buy a bottle of water.

…… Anyway, why not put things in your wallet.

After realizing this, OTZ for a moment.

And then.

"Don't feel sorry for the beauty that has passed, this is my way of forbearance!"

So Fallen Leaf turned on his mobile phone and silently wrote a historical record on WPS.

I felt like I had come up with something to express.

So, it's worth missing the bus again.

…… Probably.

Falling leaves, who began to worry that they would not be able to catch up with the afternoon class, chose a bus that looked right again.

In this way, after three hours, the fallen leaves finally arrived at their destination.

Sitting on the curb and gasping for breath for ten minutes. Calm down the feeling of vomiting when sitting on the bus.

While making sure that you haven't forgotten the valuable plot points you have conceived.

While walking on the way to pick up the computer.

Three minutes later.

"Sure enough, I got it without any mistakes."

With a look of Chu [beep-] he pushed his glasses.

Then I walked safely towards the bus stop.

But ah, life is not something as ordinary as a novel about falling leaves!