in the center of the universe

The noise outside has not stopped for a long time, and it will not stop.The mobile phones and recordings thrown in the classroom will start to spread secretly and quickly, like weeds scattered in the soil, taking root and sprouting in the minds of everyone present, which cannot be stopped and cannot be eliminated.In addition to the short recording, endless imagination and hearsay, the so-called facts mixed with true and false, are constantly forced into the blank of the event, expanding every bit of space.

Yu Fu will not be judged by the law, but may be consumed in constant peeping and whispering, in gloating, in irrelevant pastimes, in stimulating the senses, in the belated condemnation of "justice", and is consumed to the point where even his underwear Not left.Until the day when he and his excrement are completely forgotten.

Just like the original "Strict Keji".

"I want to dance disco." He said, "I'm so happy, I'm going to make a fuss!" Turning on the stereo in the car, he twisted his waist to follow the rhythm in the passenger seat.

After school, there were fewer people, the security office was off work, and the culprit who made trouble also ran away.Go straight to the disco, jump until his wig is about to be thrown off.Guan Zang didn't know how, he was clumsy, good-looking and was always touched by the little girl's breasts, so he went up and slapped the little girl's hands off.

The little girl put her hips on her back and scolded him, but he scolded back, the dance music was roaring and no one could hear anyone, and the scolding made his voice hoarse.The two fought, attracting the little girl and a group of friends, Guan Zang stretched out his hand to grab him, and ran away with his slender waist in his arms.

"Stinky bastard...! You fucking come! I'm afraid of you!" After running away, he kept cursing, his feet couldn't touch the ground, so he pinched his arms and said, "Fuck, run a little bit ? Is my mother afraid of her? Do it!"

Guan Zang hahahaha all the way, "It's fun!"

"Anything is fun!"

"Everything is fun!" Helping Meimei pour shit on Yu Fu is fun, watching Meimei fight is fun, and carrying Meimei to escape is also fun.Guan Zang was so excited, as if he had taken drugs, and kissed him when he was stuck in the car.

There was a shot in the car, he put down his skirt and kicked Guan Zang: "I haven't danced enough." Guan Zang asked him where he was going, he thought about it, and went back to the dormitory with a bunch of wine and food. The gate is piled up like a mountain.

Sister Xiangxiang hadn’t come back from performing with the troupe. He went to the rehearsal room to turn on the stereo and play his favorite MJ album. As soon as the ball light that had just been installed came on, he took off his high heels, twisted his arms around the steel pipe, and pretended that he could dance.

"Sexy?" He seduced Guan Zang, Guan Zang hugged him and said, "Your existence is sexy."

He replied helplessly: "I can accept this point of yours. Why do you dare to say anything nasty? Although it is true." After speaking, he smiled smugly.It didn't take long for the two of them to get bored, and they quarreled with those who didn't go to the dormitory, followed by drinking and booing.After a while, the minibus of the troupe came back.He changed to a set of fast-paced tunes, opened the window and shouted: "Sister! Waiting for you, come on!"

Sister Xiangxiang shouted in the car: "What are you doing, little bastard? You pay for the electricity bill!" He took out money from Guan Zang's pocket, "Sisters, Meimei is happy today, treat me!"

"Damn it, it's great to find a rich man." Ye Ping rolled her eyes.He pointed to Ye Ping and said, "Xiao Ye B, come to dance, dare you!" Ye Ping got out of the car with her skirt in hand, and went straight to the rehearsal room.Hulala A group of actors with heavy make-up followed, and when it comes to beauty and coquettishness, no one is convinced.

Sister Xiangxiang was annoyed, "A bunch of stupid kids, they will take the bait as soon as they get excited." When they entered the door and saw someone dancing substandardly, they went off to demonstrate by themselves, and there was no end to dancing.He fights wild pineapple and dances blindly.He didn't know what it was dancing, so Guan Zang just applauded blindly.

The reverse actors looked at Zhi Le and Guan Zang like a golden phoenix falling into a chicken coop, but they didn't realize it and were quite happy.

"Sao bastard! Find a foolish old man!" Ye Ping's mouth was not idle for a moment, and she insisted on forcing him to do it.He was in a good mood, and he didn't really fight, he kicked his feet before he fell down, dragging Guan Zang around and jumping around.

"Have you seen Titanic?" he asked.

Guan Zang nodded while laughing.

"Do we resemble Jack and Rose?" He pointed to himself, "I'm Jack," and Guan Zang, "You are Rose."

Guan Zang thought for a while, "I don't want to end up like them."

He laughed loudly, "If you and I both fall into the sea, I will step on you ashore, and you will die yourself." Guan Zang laughed too, and said, "No, I will grab Meimei."

Lingling went downstairs and supported the door frame and shouted: "What are you doing! Let no one sleep!"

He turned around: "Dancing, little nanny!" Lingling scolded him for being crazy, Xiaohao had long been waiting for her to come out, and wanted to dance social shakes for her, but he couldn't dance very well, which made Lingling amused.

"No, I'll change the skirt! Ye Ping is ahead of me!" He rushed to the dressing room, took out the golden pharaoh halter suit from the storage room, and took off his clothes.When the door rang, Guan Zang came in.

He was pulling the skirt over him like a gymnast, with his arms up high, when the skirt came down with a clatter and covered him.When he lifted the hem of the skirt, he loved the pleats unfolding more than 180 degrees in a semicircle.

Turning to look at Guan Zang, "Did you bow down under my pomegranate skirt?"

"Yes," Guan Zang knelt down and looked up at him, "I want to get under Meimei's skirt."

"You fucking, do I mean that? Is that what you cultural people understand?"

"That's what I mean. My lustful imagining of Meimei you'll never imagine, I'm going to touch you under my skirt, bite you, lick you, have you in my mouth—"

"You shut up," he said.Some obscene words made his heart beat wildly.Guan Zang was serious, neither blushing nor out of breath. "A university teacher, are you so unreserved?"

Guan Zang shrugged, "Why should you be reserved, Meimei is here, I can't be reserved."

"You're so honest you're lustful, you know that?"

"I don't care, does Meimei agree?" Guan Zang asked softly, full of expectation, slowly took off his glasses, slowly put them in his hands, and slowly lifted the corner of his skirt.Seeing him holding the glasses, he smiled as if he had succeeded, lifted his skirt and got in.

Guan Zang was instantly buried by his skirt.He looked down at the bulging part of the hem, as if he was pregnant, and as if he had swallowed Guanzang.There was a man there who could see but not see.

Warm hands touched his legs, and the soft and moist touch climbed up his ankles.One pain, another pain, he kept frowning.It seemed to see a row of teeth marks, cha cha cha, stamped on his leg like a stamp.It hurts, it hurts, it hurts everywhere.

He spread his legs and looked ahead.A row of colorful performance costumes, tassels, sequins, feathers, beads, he identified one by one, who in the troupe wore what when and what - thinking of the third piece, the sapphire blue silk dress, he thought Couldn't go on anymore, clenched his glasses more and more tightly.

A little goblin sprang out of his mouth. The invisible little goblin ran rampant all over the room, making his vision blurry and his mind dizzy. "Heh—" he sounded as if he had lost his breath.The little goblin, with malicious intentions and high spirits, rushed out from under his skirt, howling.

"Meimei, you choked on me."

Guan Zang coughed, coughing and laughing at the same time, breathing on his groin.He bent his knees and kicked Guan Zang down.Guan Zang fell to the ground clutching his nose, and when he took his hand away, a little blood came out of his nostrils.

"Lie down," he said.Lifting the hem of the skirt high and stepping on Guan Zang's waist, he sat down like a cloud floating down from the sky, landing proudly on Guan Zang's body.

He fumbled through Guan Zang's pockets, found the small package he wanted from his wallet, tore it open, and started doing bad things under the hem of his skirt.Guan Zang looked at him with a nosebleed from his kick and smiled, touching his slender ankle obsessively, enjoying being dominated by him.

At the last moment, Guan Zang grabbed his calf as if dying, and said, "Meimei, I can't do it."

"What's wrong, worn out?" He took off Guan Zang's glasses from the dressing table, opened them, and saw that the temples were deformed.

"I like you, I like you so much."

He put on his glasses and lowered his head to look at Guan Zang.He smiled softly, "I think you are very sick." He changed his position, a position where he could kiss Guan Zang to his heart's content.