The weather in Cha Ha Chong is getting colder and colder, and the snow is getting thicker and thicker. The green bow girl likes to sing, and the KTV near the school is very cheap, so I often ask her to go with me. With the help of Eric and Wawa, we kind of formed a small group, but we never established a relationship. It's not that I don't take the initiative, it's that every time I am "magically" prevaricated by various reasons. In fact, in the eyes of the rest of the class, my "wolf ambition" has long been exposed. There was even a time when I had a conflict with a foreign teacher over her class.

It was a speaking class, and the foreign teacher, a young man, was discussing with us the differences in food between China and the United States. He said he liked Chinese dumplings and asked him who of us would, and I usually help my mom make them at home, so he raised his hand. This made him interested, and he must have a few of us who raised their hands to go to his dormitory to make dumplings for him to eat. However, he might have preferred to talk to the girls in our class, and after talking about what stuffing he liked, he moved on to ice cream and cola. He said that when he was in the United States, he often ate a large bucket of ice cream for dinner, and warned us not to drink a lot of Coke, because the sugar would kill us. These stunned the girls in the front row.

I sat in the penultimate row of the classroom with the green bow girl, and my other roommates sat in the back. She said she also likes to eat dumplings, and then told me what fillings she likes, when she will eat dumplings in the north, etc. Although it was very quiet, it was still heard by the foreign teacher, maybe it disturbed his communication with the girls in the front row, but it was indeed our fault. After repeated warnings, he got angry and let the green bow girl finish the lesson standing. I'll go, can this endure? Although we are at a loss, you can't bully my goddess in front of me! So I immediately stood up and said in broken English, "We're so sorry, sir. Please let her sit down. I will stand for her.” As soon as these words came out, the whole class immediately cast adoring eyes, for the sake of the girl and the foreign teacher to be tough, this is an ancient and beautiful story: Chong Guan was angry and turned red. The foreign teacher didn't speak, gave me a murderous look, I quickly beckoned her to sit down, and then stood until the end of class. After that, the whole class knew that I had a friendship for her, especially the other five people in their dorm room, who always helped me create opportunities. Just like deliberately not leaving a seat for her during class, other female classmates will also tacitly fill all the seats around her, so that she has to sit with me. However, there will also be unexpected times, such as meeting the enthusiastic Mr. Liu.

In the blink of an eye, it was December, and on this day, it was snowing heavily, and there was already a thick layer on the ground, and the four of us ate together and then sang. Later, Eric and Wawa left on the pretext that only me and her were left. We walked to school together, and on the way, we met an ice cream seller, and she invited me to eat one. The ice cream in the Northeast is not placed in the refrigerator, but directly packed in cardboard boxes and thrown on the ground. They don't melt at all!! My ice cream is cold, but my heart is hot and very satisfied. Licking and licking, I found out, huh? Why does this ice cream get harder and harder the more you lick it?

Eating ice cream, I talked to her about Jiangnan, she talked to me about the northern country, and finally talked about snow. I don't think there are many days when there is snow, even fewer can pile up on the road, and snowball fights and building snowmen are the things that kids in the south want to do the most. Looking at the snow on the side of the road, she was also interested. There was a residential building not far from their dormitory, and we built a snowman in the open space of the residential building. Surprisingly, the snow here doesn't even roll a snowball! After a long day of hard work, we only built a small snow bag, and the round snowman's head always crumbled like sand when it had a little shape. At this time, I finally remembered the two kinds of snow that my geography teacher talked about: sticky snow and silty snow. Anyway, my efforts were in vain, and when she wasn't looking, I picked up a snowball and threw it at her. Although I aimed well, the snowball didn't hit her, but spread out halfway through, looking more like she was throwing flour. She was stunned for a moment, and then threw one over.

That night, because of the thick snow, the sky was very bright; That night, running and laughing in the snowflakes, she was beautiful.

Christmas is just around the corner, and it's the perfect day for confession. After the afternoon class on Christmas Eve, Eric and I went to the downtown business district and bought apples and bears and wrapped them in exquisite gift boxes. When I came back, I squeezed into the bus after a lot of bus rides. When I got back to school, I immediately called her out and I gave her the gift. At first, she naturally refused. After my repeated requests, she finally agreed to accept it. At that moment, I suddenly felt that she didn't like me that much, so I said "Happy Christmas Eve" and turned back to the dormitory. That night, Eric didn't go back to his dorm room to sleep.

The next day was Christmas, and I don't know if it was because I was stimulated last night, or if I was full of freshness about college life. That day, I suddenly had an idea: life should have a sense of ritual, and we would drink and eat meat in the dormitory at night!! So after class, he took the mentally depressed Eric to the Walmart supermarket near the school.

Open the thick windshield curtain, and the music of "Jingle Bells" in the supermarket will come to your ears, and the whole supermarket is full of Christmas elements, and many things are also on sale. We pushed our cart and bought beer, roast chicken, turkey legs, chips and pancakes, and stopped as we passed by the Christmas decorations. A crazy idea popped into my head: "Decorate the dorm room and make it a little more violent!" Eric also frantically agreed, and I later found out that this was the "fine tradition" of our dormitory. Balloons, Christmas balls, socks, colored bars, Santa hats, etc., we didn't think about how to decorate them, we just put them in the car when we liked them. As a sign of respect for the holiday, we also bought a small Christmas tree.

We went back to the dormitory, looking at these glittering things, Lao Zhao and Da Biao's squad leader cast surprised eyes. We said what we thought, and Lao Zhao smiled, and he must have felt that the two of us were "dazed" again. Lin Ye was very excited, and asked Eric to put on a Santa hat, pick up all kinds of decorations, and pose frantically for me to take pictures. Later, the rest of us joined in the Christmas show. The bedroom next door heard the sound and came over to join in the fun.

I was afraid that the water room would close for a while, so after taking pictures, I took a thermos and went to get hot water. Because it was Christmas, Lin Ye also went to his girlfriend's place, and Mr. Liu also went home. When I returned to the dormitory after fetching water, I found that Lao Zhao and the others had already dressed up the dormitory as a Christmas palace. In this regard, we naturally have another pat. Then we put together the stools and began to enjoy the beer and food, the wine we bought was definitely impossible for Lao Zhao and them to drink high, it could only be regarded as setting off the atmosphere. Catalyzed by alcohol, we have also become unscrupulous, and the topic of adult health education has also been put on the agenda. Because we had computers and the Internet, we opened the door to another world that night......

Later, I uploaded our photos to QQ Space, which refreshed the worldview of batches of girls, and also confirmed a truth: when men are in a commotion, there is nothing wrong with women at all.