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In early December, the temperature suddenly dropped.

The heating in the bedroom is not strong enough, so I can't sleep well at night.

I went to the teaching building to review during the day, and was lucky to find a vacant seat next to the heater.

It is also because the review pressure is low, and I fell asleep after reading a few pages.

Also slept soundly.

But the dream didn't last long, and I vaguely felt that after several times of people coming and going in the classroom, when I finally opened my eyes, I found that there were already many people sitting in the classroom.

It turns out that there are classes here, and they are classes in the School of Mathematics.

The bodybuilding classmate was sitting next to me and said that you woke up, and someone in front of you looked back.

That picture is like the emoji in Journey to the West.

I hehe twice, looking over the strong body of the bodybuilding classmate, I saw DN.We are three in a row.

I packed my schoolbag and wanted to retreat, but I hesitated for a few seconds when I thought about asking DN to get up and make way.

In this way, the opportunity was delayed, and the teacher on the stage spoke, saying that he hadn't called the roll at ordinary times, but he would do it today, one semester at a time.

Of course the classroom exploded.

The bodybuilding classmate begged me to answer for XX.

XX is in their dormitory. It seems that there is an interview today, and it is not easy, so I agreed.

When XX was called, I responded, and many people looked at me, for fear that the teacher would not know that I was a fake.Fortunately, the teacher stared at me for a few seconds and didn't go into it.

Then, I stayed and listened to the class.

It seems to be called topology, completely confused.

He sneaked a few sneaky glances at DN, thinking that this is what Xueba looks like in class, and there is nothing unusual about it.

The course was a godsend for me.

The tone of the teacher's voice was flat again.

The more I listened, the more confused I became.

When I saw someone get down on the ground blatantly, I also went along with it.

When I woke up again, I was the only one left in the classroom.

At that time, I wondered if I was dreaming the whole time.But like all movies that wake up from a dream, I found a clue, leaving a few lines of strange calculations on my straw.

I? ? ?

When will I write this formula?

Although I was a little angry, they didn't wake me up after class.

But he was a little complacent, and wanted to answer for their roommate, which was considered a little help to DN, and the relationship with him should be eased.

But goose, no.

After a few days of cooling down, it finally snowed.

The first snow in winter fell on the ground in a thick layer, and it kept falling.

I thought the snow should be clear after it had been falling for so long, so I put on my newly bought cashmere coat and went out.

It was close to dinner time, the most relaxing time of the day.

The light is not very clear, but there are still many people playing outside.

The tops of various buildings, as well as the shrubs and stone benches were covered with fluffy snow.

I was also in a relaxed mood, walking along the long side of the field, only to be hit by a flying football.

Who is plotting against me? !

I flicked the ball marks on my jacket, and saw a few people running over to find the ball. They were the group of people I had played with before, and there were DNs among them.

I didn't see how the ball came flying.

But I guess it must have something to do with DN.

They asked me if I wanted to play together, and I joined, planning to get revenge on the DN when they grabbed the ball.

But I don't have much game skills. I fought against DN twice and was easily thrown away. I was very angry.

It was getting darker and darker, and the more I ran, the hungrier I became. (I originally planned to go out to eat)

The more hungry you are, the worse your mood will be.

Not only because of being hit by football and failing to kick DN, but also because of trying to reconcile with DN for a period of time but failing every time.

It is true that I mentioned the breakup, but the time limit is what was agreed at the beginning, isn't it? !

With the determination to die together (?), I took another chance.

At that time, the ball was kicked out of bounds, DN went to save the ball, but no one stopped, so I just followed.

I think my momentum must have been scary at the time, and DN must have realized that there must be a stop, so he could have easily kicked the ball back to the midfield with a long pass, but he didn't, but took the ball seriously with me. .

Looking back now, that scene was really like a master's move (?).

It was almost dark, and everything in the distance became a black shadow, giving us distance.

There is a large flat snow field under our feet.

For me, DN and Ball are haters.

It's useless to have momentum.

I was still out of control by DN's legs, and I was covered in snow and mud.

But I don't admit defeat!

I must win the round!

I don't think my life can continue if I don't get the ball!

So when DN had enough fun and kicked the ball back to midfield, I couldn't help but remember how many times! ! !

I just threw him down!

The moment he fell to the ground, his mind was clear.

The red-hot nerves also cooled down.

who am I?

Who am I on?

why am i so hungry !

Why am I still a little excited? !