Halfway through the semester, we have become accustomed to the life of five people, and we seem to have forgotten that there is such a person as Mr. Liu, whose bed has been in the same state as the first semester of his sophomore year: the mattress, quilt and pillow are all left intact on the bed, neither put away nor covered with anything, just silently accumulating dust. It is precisely because of this that he has not been "violated" by us like his desk and cabinet.

His desk was the first to be invaded, and at first we would dislike Mr. Liu's desk for not being too dirty for a long time, and only when we couldn't put anything on our own desk, we would temporarily put it on his desk. After getting used to it, we didn't bother to recycle our belongings, so we simply kept them on his desk. Not only that, but the lamp, pen, manuscript paper and other items on his original desk have also been divided among us.

Unlocked cabinets have naturally become our "territory", and people from other provinces like me, Lao Zhao and Eric always have a lot of luggage, and the cabinet in the bedroom can only stuff one suitcase at most after hanging clothes. Now, the empty boxes, clothes and shoes we don't wear are all stuffed into Mr. Liu's cabinet, and the bedroom looks much cleaner.

Even Mr. Liu's stool can't escape the fate of becoming our public property, and our schoolbags and clothes are usually hung on the back of the chair. If there are guests coming, the clothes on the stool and the schoolbag net will be one person on the table of Mr. Liu, and become a special "guest seat" for entertaining outsiders. Sometimes when we had dinner in the dormitory, we would pull Mr. Liu's stool to the middle and spread newspapers and magazines, and set up wine, meat and peanuts as a small dining table. When we drink and eat meat, we don't think about the original purpose of this stool.

As a temporary "occupier", we naturally have to fulfill the corresponding management obligations, after all, everyone is using it, so Mr. Liu's position has also become our common sanitation area. Except, of course, for beds. In many cases, Mr. Liu's location is the cleanest in our bedroom.

Over time, we became accustomed to the fact of our aggression until one day we had a lesson......

Mr. Liu, who had disappeared for three months, miraculously appeared in the ancient Chinese class, and everyone was very surprised except for the teacher. The boys in the back row were obviously a little too excited, especially Lin Ye and Eric, who even caused a small commotion for a while. However, the scene of the "living fountain" with me at the beginning is naturally much smaller, and naturally it will not get the attention of the teachers on stage for a long time. After class, the six of us had a rare reunion dinner, and then went back to the dormitory together for a lunch break.

The master went home, and we naturally had to hurry back the "seized" land. Several people were busy for a while, and with a little shame, they put back their things, and returned the clean and tidy desktop to Mr. Liu, so that he could have a place to rest.

During the meal, under the pressure of Lin Ye and Eric, Mr. Liu had already told us the general situation: he went to Beijing to train foreign languages during the days of his disappearance, and if it went well, he could study abroad in his junior year. In addition to guaranteeing his credits when he came back this time, more importantly, he set up an extracurricular tutoring institution in Chahachong and hired teachers to tutor students. It can be said that Mr. Liu should be one of the few students in our school who started a business in their sophomore year.

After packing up our things, we each went back to our respective places to turn on the computer, and entered our respective worlds in front of the screen, and the dormitory was also tacitly quiet, leaving Mr. Liu sitting alone in his position, looking at us bored.

Since there are still classes in the afternoon, a nap at noon is the best way to ensure that the afternoon is full of energy, after being constantly interrogated by us "invaders" at lunchtime, Mr. Liu is really a little tired, and at this time he is so bored, sleepiness naturally gradually erodes his body, so he wants to get up.

"Fuck, Mr. Liu, what are you going to do?" Lin Ye next door was the first to react.

"I ...... I...... I'm so sleepy......" Mr. Liu replied tiredly.

His words made us all stop what we were doing, we all know that Mr. Liu's sheets and quilts have not been cleaned for half a semester, and the ghost knows how dirty it is. We persuaded Mr. Liu one after another, let him lie on the table for a while, there is really no need to go to bed again, at least his desktop is still often cleaned. When we had exhausted a few soft words, Mr. Liu hesitated and reluctantly accepted our suggestion, and leaned on the table with his hands on his head.

Seeing that Mr. Liu finally stopped, we also continued our respective things, in order not to affect Mr. Liu, we either wore headphones or turned the sound to the minimum. I also felt a little sleepy, thinking that there would be classes in the afternoon, and if I didn't sleep for a while, I would inevitably get sleepy during class, so I climbed into bed.

Maybe my movements were a little big, Mr. Liu straightened up, and after hesitating, he still climbed onto the bed with a ladder and leaned on the bed. The dust on the bed seemed to be unable to withstand the change in pressure, and it flew freely in the air of the bedroom. We were all stunned by Mr. Liu's operation: he is really a person who does big things, and he is not confined to small sections......

In this way, Mr. Liu's return allowed us to form a complete group of 6 people again, but only in the case of classes. Like Lin Ye, he doesn't spend the night in the dormitory, after all, he is "Principal Liu", and he has to take care of business outside.

I don't know if it's because we usually play on the computer, he is a little bored alone, or because he needs to work, but we agreed at the time that Mr. Liu's idea should be: whether it is useful or not, everyone has it, and he must have it himself. After a week, Mr. Liu came to the bedroom with a Sony laptop. According to him, it cost more than 7000 yuan, and the configuration should be relatively high according to the price at the time, and it also installed the most advanced win7 genuine system at that time, completely killing the mainstream Vista, which made me envious of people who used blue sky and white cloud XP. Since then, every day when he returns to the dormitory after lunch at noon, he turns on the computer and stares at the screen, and we don't know what kind of magical operation it is.

may be too troublesome to take it around, Mr. Liu didn't take the computer home, so he put it directly on the bedroom table. Like his original PSP, Mr. Liu's notebook quickly became our public computer, especially for people like me and Da Biao's squad leader, who only have scum computers and can't play large games, and are frequent customers.

The road to survival is naturally a must-install game, so we also had the opportunity to play online in the dormitory, although not as exciting as in the Internet café, but it is enough to have fun. I don't know who installed "CS Zero Point Action" again, because you need to reach the specified points to unlock a new gun, this operation actually made me addicted to this game, and the high-quality and smooth 3D graphics make it a very game experience, since then I will occupy Mr. Liu's computer every night to play until the battery runs out.

Just as I was planning how to earn more points in the game and unlock more advanced guns every day, one day Mr. Liu actually brought the computer home, and I never got it back. Now that I think about it, Mr. Liu should have taken it to his training institution and really used it for work. But at that time, I was a little resentful, as if I was already the owner of the computer. Having said that, it was also thanks to Mr. Liu who recycled the computer in time at that time, otherwise I might really be stuck in the mud.