my girlfriend is lily

The envoy of justice couldn't take it anymore, stretched out his hand and pushed me, "Hey, hey, wake up, don't sleep, it's your turn, play the card (`Д)╯!"

Sleepily, I slowly picked up the claw machine, and weakly threw out "one five", but unfortunately no one came out to take care of it for a long time, right?Am I the legendary local tyrant with fifty cents?

With a complicated mood, I looked towards the three o'clock direction of the clock, and a boy with a big head and short legs that resembled a panda closed his panda eyes and nodded in a soothing rhythm (~﹃~)~zZ, I instantly realized that the previous family had just released a three The son can actually feel unimpeded.

After one o'clock in the afternoon Beijing time, in the cafeteria, the stray dog ​​Xiaohui was looking for food (it was originally called Xiaobai, because he often wandered in the rivers and lakes (in fact, he didn't take a bath), the cotton-white dog hair evolved into gray in rainy days The dog Rhubarb said, your Mai Tai Hui is deep yet elegant, and forbearing yet rational. ╮(╯▽╰)╭).

Under the dining table, Xiaohui turned on the eagle eye mode and looked around, but it was a pity that he didn't find a bone.

"Wow woof, I'm so mad at you, my little angel! My cleaning lady~ (singing and sighing three times)"

"Yo~ yo~ why are you moving so fast, I can't react, you sweep all the potatoes and cabbage on the ground into the garbage bag, don't leave any to me~ don't leave any to me~..."(⊙_⊙‖ )...Well, Xiao Hui is a genius dog who loves RAP! )

Just as the mountains and rivers were recovering, Xiao Hui suddenly saw a person still eating!Is it a handsome guy with short hair and clear features? ?

Handsome with short hair, he picked up a slice of ham thoughtfully and held it up in front of his eyes. Xiao Hui immediately looked at the gold (★ο★) excitedly, and rushed forward in three steps in two steps, straightening his front paws. He fell to the ground, turned his face up and wagged his tail, and looked pitifully at the handsome short hair with his big watery eyes.

In mid-air, the handsome short-haired chopsticks stayed for a moment, and then stuffed the ham into his mouth without hesitation, his cheeks filled with food were bulging, and he chewed vigorously.

Xiao Hui sighed in frustration, watched Xiao Hui pick up another piece of ham with short hair, and stretched out his chopsticks, for you to eat? 0(∩_∩)0

The chopsticks are slowly retracted, not for you to eat! ╮(╯Д╰)╭

Xiao Hui's neck stretched out like a spring, and then retracted again. Finally, with tears in his eyes, he watched the short hair eat up the last piece of ham, and walked away with his head hanging down and his tail tucked in bitterness (T_T).

In the corridor of the apartment, book and newspaper recycling bins and bottle and can recycling bins converted from courier boxes are glued to the wall.When I went upstairs, I found that the express box full of sundries in front of my house was swelled up, as if I would really vomit out at the slightest sign of trouble.I tidied up the recycling bins for books and newspapers, and entered the room with a large stack of colorful leaflets. He sat down and flipped through the leaflets.

Complicated patterns and colorful colors are the trend of leaflet design. After searching for a long time, I finally picked out a piece suitable for draft paper from among the beauties. The leaflet, which is simple in style and almost white, introduces a tea art club. community.

Due to the lack of words, I read it patiently. This tea art club claims to be one of the top ten clubs in the school. It has unique resources and its members have a bright future.

Curiosity killed the cat, meow, I followed the address printed on the flyer to find the base camp of the Tea Arts Club.

The TOP10 clubs in the school even know that my shoelaces are top-notch, but why haven’t I heard the name of the tea art club?Could it be a grass chicken club?Bubbles of doubt popped up in my heart, but I still opened the door to the new world.

The classroom numbered 203 seemed a bit empty, with four four-legged single desks neatly arranged in a row and leaning toward the classroom door, with a few chairs scattered around the desk.

The members of the tea art club went somewhere for activities, leaving only a handsome guy with moon-shaped eyes to watch the house.

Seeing me coming in, the handsome guy with smiling eyes introduced the tea art club on his own initiative without waiting for me to ask.

He said to me, "'Tea Arts Club' is an official function. The purpose of the establishment of the club is not only to promote tea art, but also to help people who have nothing to do to find something to do (▔▽▔)/, the first president is me (the founding hero Ah, sorry, sorry), Mynameis Jiashu, the mascot of this club is the vice president (mascot? Is the vice president human or Pikachu?), the name of the fanclub is leisure (leisure), and the cheering color is auntie red ( This club also set up support in an ingenious way, →_→but why did they choose the color of lipstick?).

Next is the time for the president to ask a hundred questions, Ding Dong.

"Why do you want to join the club?" The president smiled like a kind old lady who was harmless to humans and animals.

"Because I was idle, the 1...2...3... clubs I joined were all disbanded."

Having said that, it is necessary to explain the ins and outs of the disbandment of these associations:

Debating Club: An unremarkable and low-quality power bank in the activity classroom exploded unexpectedly. The small body of the power bank released a pungent poisonous gas, which further caused a fire accident.The lonely charging treasure refused to perish in silence, and finally left a glorious stroke that will be recorded in history.

Photo Club: The president accidentally stepped on the ground when he was going down the stairs, and then rolled down the hill with a grunt... On the hospital bed, the president with thick bandages on his legs was as weak as a mother who had just given birth , he still took the trouble to earnestly instruct the members who are dedicated to stuffing condolences into their mouths: Never...don't...don't let the club...disband...

Wailian Press: The wayward members collectively went to experience an all-you-can-eat macaron and embezzled a large amount of funds for club activities, which directly caused the chain of funds to be broken, and it was difficult to maintain daily activities. Afterwards, it became clear that it was difficult to get money The members tearfully parted with deep guilt and withdrew one after another.However, the big-hearted optimist president was the last to know about the bad news of the club's automatic disbandment.

I counted on my fingers to prove that I was a homeless kid.

Jiashu thought to himself: The three good associations have all broken up, how unlucky you are.

The door of the classroom opened again, and it was Chun who walked in, the one in the cafeteria who made the dogs hug and dance, the handsome short-haired one with a heart and short hair who had grown Orleans roasted wings and flew away.The short hair walked towards the two people in the conversation. I was surprised that this person is so handsome, is it a girl?

Jia Shu said to me with a smile on his face: "Let me introduce to you the composition of the club, first of all the soul - that is me".

Well, I nod in agreement, you are the soul.

He pulled Chun, who had never been very enthusiastic, and introduced her, "This one is the vice president - Chun, isn't he very handsome?" So sad, it turned out that it wasn't Pikachu.

Judging by the tone of voice, what Jiashu wanted to say was masculinity. (Actually, Chun hates people saying "I'm really curious what kind of person you will find a relationship with!" Chun was very angry when he heard this, and felt that the person who said this didn't think he could find someone to fall in love with ╰π╯)

"What kind of spirit is it? I really dare not take it." The man named Chun said with a simple expression but gritted his teeth: "Try to say that again!"

The male voice as soft as spring breeze sounded again, "Okay, I know, you have no courage".Jiashu is a grass on the wall, the type who is weak when he is strong, and I who listen to it... (▔Λ▔‖).

"Today is the club activity day, where are the officers?" I have always wanted to ask, the TOP10 is probably a huge system with a scale of [-] people.

"Secretary..." The president pinched his chin and dragged out his voice, then smiled and said, "You're the only one!"

This simple sentence contains a huge amount of information. First of all, only three people, the president, the vice president, and the secretary, just support the entire club (this mysterious department can be described as small but complete, haha ).

Second..."Great! I got accepted, my God, I passed the test, I'm an officer, oh! Yay!"(^o^)/

I jumped up excitedly and took a victory pose, and the three of them took a group photo, and the reluctance of Jun, who is not good at taking pictures, was so funny.

Chapter 4

The time jumps to a year ago, and there are only two days left before the countdown to the senior high school entrance examination. Zhiying invites Chun, who already has short hair, to come to her home to prepare for the exam.

Zhiying flicked through the English composition, and found a funny composition. The translation reads like this: On Sunday, early in the morning, there was a prelude to Heart Attack next to my pillow. I woke up unexpectedly, and saw If it is an unfamiliar number, set it to mute decisively.

The sun was high, and my mother quickly lifted my bed, so I straightened up, sat up, and got out of bed like a zombie.

I brushed my teeth and walked into the living room, drew the curtains tightly, and started doing morning exercises with music as the background.

One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four... The background sound stopped, replaced by the ringtone of an incoming call, and another call came in while I was rinsing my mouth, and it was the same one just now, I accidentally slipped my hand Hang up.

I recalled it carefully, I didn’t buy anything recently, um, it didn’t seem to be the courier’s call, so I came to a reassuring conclusion, so I went to watch TV.

In the afternoon, the magic sound rang again, and I connected the phone with compassion. The voice on the other end of the phone said: "Why don't you come to class! Not all Sundays are not allowed to go to school!" I reacted for a long time, It turned out to be the voice of the head teacher!

Zhiying finished reading the composition,