Dr. Mak, the greatest pleasure is surfing the Internet. He has almost thirty QQ numbers, each of which plays a different role. Among them, there are young successful people, a brain-damaged girl named Lori in Harrihahan, an elder sister in Leng Yan who occasionally complains about irregular menstruation, a middle-aged woman who talks about her husband's infidelity, a wretched man who molests little girls on the Internet and so on. Every password of these 30 QQ's is different, every friend's social class is very different, and every character's thinking habit, personal language and fabricated background education are unparalleled, but Dr. Mai has never made any mistakes. Dr. Mai is most proud of his strong memory and logical ability. He calls this "network personality", and he wears a angels in white's shelf every day, which is exhausting. When he comes home from work, he will vent all the frustrations of the day.

"This is a spiritual contest between ID, ego and superego, which transcends the body and is also the most sacred entanglement." Dr. Mai said.

"In fact, you are idle." His good friend Luo Jinghe said.

Harle's "providence"

It was an incredibly hot and unforgettable summer.

The anchor of the weather forecast solemnly appeals to everyone that this will be the highest temperature in Taiwan Province Province in ten years, especially in the central and southern regions ... Major hospitals are busy dealing with it every day.

Patients with heatstroke, therefore, people should stay at home and go out less when they have nothing to do to ensure safety. ...

"Aim at ice ~ ~ Red beans, mung beans, peanuts, taro ~ ~" Struggling to step on the broken iron horse that was about to fall apart and sell ice, Abreu blushed and tugged at the twenty.

The year is the same as the duck's cry.

"Uncle, give me a taro, hello! Do you want it? 」

The young man in jeans shook his head, and his white shirt was soaked with sweat, translucent and stuck to his thin but elegant chest.

Chamber and back, the handkerchief in my hand is wet enough to wring sweat.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the hottest moment of the day, in the scorching sun, I have to endure the constant heat released from the floor under my feet and say that I am in the oven.

No exaggeration. Transpiration of the earth, the line of sight has been distorted, the distant horizon is crooked, like a layer of water mist.

Ground glass sees the world.

He regretted choosing such a bad time and place.

"Ah! Ah, what do you think Miss Zhi Dai wants to tell me? 」

Handsome light brown face with a healthy shiny smile. He was dazzled by a bright smile without any scheming, just like hanging it at will.

The bright Hawaiian shirt with coconut trees on it is orange-red and full of sunshine.

"I like you. 」

"You are a male shrimp (what did you say)? 」

"I like you. 」

The sunny smile on that beautiful face slowly solidified and a dark cloud emerged, which was a precursor to the storm.

"You say it again. 」

"I ... like you. The handkerchief in poor hand has been hanged.

I still have the courage to say it for the fourth time.

"dry! 」

With the indecent words, hard ice branches flew out of the air, hitting the chest as hard as stones.

I couldn't help bending down in pain and pressing my left hand on the pressing point of CPR on my chest. It was very painful and numb, and the sticky answer had a faint taro taste.

Looking up at the figure that went farther and farther, only the little orange spot was left.

Chest pain, just because of the attack of Zhizhi soldiers, or ...?

Without madness, there is no survival.

In the evening, Xiao Mo took the textbook to the podium, and the female students in the back row were surprised. He raised his eyelids and wrote his name on the blackboard.

"My name is Xiao Mo late. Teacher Tang, the head teacher in your, is on maternity leave, so I will take over from your this semester. Do you understand? "

The students were refreshed and excited, and shouted at the top of their lungs, "Clear the field ~ White ~ Let's go ~"

"Very good," said Xiao Mo at night. "The monitor stood up."

A good boy stood up.

"Give the roster of your class to the hospital office this afternoon, and remember that everyone should write down their fastest contact information. There is a mobile phone to write a mobile phone, no mobile phone to write a dormitory phone, and the dormitory phone is broken to write your lover's number. "

Laughing in a low voice, a bold and active boy jumped up and asked, "teacher!" " What if you don't have a girlfriend "

Xiao Mo said coldly at night, "Then write about your boyfriend."

The whole class "coax" exploded, and the girls in the back row screamed excitedly: "Teacher, I love you!"

In the evening, Xiao Mo said, "Welcome, I live in the doctoral dormitory of the school, Room 302. Come and see me when you are free. "

The boy screamed, "Teacher, you have gone too far! There are few resources, and I don't know to leave some for us! "

Xiao Mo didn't change his face at night, and he pressed his hand to indicate silence: "Now let's talk about discipline."

"You are all sophomores. You made a mistake, and so did you. You will only become more and more courageous in the future. Although the teacher's personal strength is limited, it is wrong if you imagine the femininity of Teacher Tang to me. "

Xiao Mo cleared his throat at night: "So, from today on, if you are in trouble behind my back, you can either try to destroy the evidence and keep it watertight;" Or go to my office and write a check of30,000 words. "

The girl in the front row giggled and raised her hand: "Teacher, do we have to write?"

Xiao Mo said at night, "Five hundred words for girls."

The boy roared: "teacher, you are superior!" It's so unfair! "

"Children," Xiao Mo asked with a smile, leaning back on the podium, "who told you that the world is fair?"

Without waiting for anyone to refute, he went on to say, "In addition, I will teach you political science for Teacher Tang this semester. Let me say hello first. Political science is not my major, but I am a very democratic person. If my classmates disagree with some of my views, please don't bring them up in class. Welcome to discuss with me after class. "

(If you can still find me, Xiao Mo thought at night. )

Leave me and love you.

chapter one

Zhang Sanhe, the doorman of the Provincial High Court, discussed with the small armed police standing guard for a long time and made a decision.

Sitting on the edge of the flower bed, the man looked up at the people coming in and out from time to time, lowered his head for a while, and most of his body was covered by bushes, showing only black hair.

Small armed police hands and feet fast, three steps two steps up to him, fastened his wrist. The man was startled and spilled half a bottle of milk on himself.

Zhang San rushed up to catch up with him and dragged him into the message room: "Boy, I can catch you now. I have been staring at you for several days."

Li Si, the doorman, stopped wandering around and watched the excitement: "Oh, is this the terrorist?" ..... "Li Si looked at him, looked up and said," It doesn't look like it. "

The little armed police didn't feel like it either, but it was hard to step down, so they had to ask with a straight face, "What do you do?"

The man is in his early twenties, with fine features and fair skin. Before he could speak, his face turned red. He fumbled for his bag: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I have papers."

The little armed police made a sudden snatch and grabbed it. They look at the photos first, and then read them word for word: "Shen Wensu, law department of XX University ... student?"

Shen Wensu nodded.

"Students?" Zhang San asked, "Student, why do you squat at the gate of the court every day?" No, I'm still squatting while eating. Did you eat fried jiaozi yesterday? The day before yesterday, it was soybean milk with zongzi, and the day before yesterday, it was pineapple bread. It was just baked the day before yesterday ... "

Li Si asked, "Lao Zhang, are you hungry?"

Zhang San hit him back.

Li Si covered his head and asked Shen Wensu, "Is there no place to have breakfast in your school?"

Shen Wensu blushed to the root of her neck, and when she was nervous, her bag fell off, and yogurt, peanuts and chocolate rolled all over the floor.

Zhang San touched the back of his head and scolded, "This boy!"

The small armed police returned the document to Shen Wensu and pointed to the west of the gate: "There is a reception room for letters and visits over there."

Shen Wensu said, "I'm not here to complain."

Zhang San asked, "Then what are you doing here?"

Shen Wensu said, "Nothing, just looking ..."

"Come on," said Li Si, "this is still a terrorist. Here we go. Silly big wood, do you know? "

Zhang San scolded Li Si: "You are the only one who talks too much! I'm not studying law. It is normal for people who study law to go to court. "

Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard the car horn ringing. Zhang San answered the door and an SUV passed by. Shen Wensu's face changed at the first sight.

He packed his bag in a hurry, said "thank you, master" to several people, and ran out.

Small armed police want to stop it. Zhang San said, "No, not a bad guy. I have observed this stadium for decades. Good people and bad people know at a glance. "

Li Si said, "Yes, he will definitely come back tomorrow."

The little armed police was at a loss: "Does this person dare to come here for breakfast?"

He was only half right: Shen Wensu came to "see" and have breakfast by the way.

ugly duckling

Official documents and letters

An Shanglei, a cowherd with an ugly duckling face, did not become a swan.

Having a crush on a noble and arrogant swan is an eternal wound in his heart.

However, after the swan knew his secret love,

The pain of the wound is even more painful.

Who told him that he had a crush on a black-hearted swan that could hurt his feet the most?

As long as you meet him, all steel will become soft fingers.

Qin Chuchuan thinks this "ugly duckling" is too ignorant!

Everyone knows that he likes himself,

Why does he have to force himself, force himself, to cry and tell a touching confession of love?

Why do gentle eyes only discharge at others?

He wants his own beauty!

Why? In the end, I was drooling over his strong figure.

Low love

Low interest rate love

Author: Daughter Pavilion

chapter one

When I was six years old, I saw menstruation sitting naked on my father.

At the age of seven, menstruation became pregnant and officially moved into my home. My mother moved to the room next to the bedroom.

I'm eight years old, I have a younger sister, and I'm used to two mothers.

At the age of nine, I am used to having money on hand. I was chosen as the boss because I can always get along with my friends!

At the age of ten, she was strangled by a horrible aunt and almost died. Later, she learned that her father forced her to sell herself.

At the age of eleven, my house is getting bigger and bigger and there are more and more servants.

When I was twelve years old, I heard that someone called my dad "local tyrant"! Later, for some reason, I also got the nickname "Little Overlord". The true soil of x!

Thirteen-year-old, inadvertently learned to smoke and drink, but also inexplicably caught a small school flower as a girl!

When I was fourteen years old, I often patronized the recreation center (weathering place) opened by my father. By the way, I lost my virginity.

This year, I was sixteen years old and was in prison for the first time. But in less than an hour, I was taken out by an old man in police uniform with N dazzling stars hanging on his shoulder, and asked me to say hello to my dad!

Anyway, what I want to say is that I am an ordinary person! And not good at reversing black and white!

I found my father a few days ago: "I don't want to study."

Dad was shocked: "Son! Endure another year, at least finish junior high school for me! "

"Graduation exam is over! Are you crazy? " Although I said so, I didn't expect him to know what grade I was in!

"I didn't ask you, I just wanted to tell you that I don't want to study!" Say that finish clap bottom and roared off.

Today, my father invited me to go home directly after school. He seems to be trying to persuade me to continue my study. Vilti.

If I stay at school, I will die alone sooner or later! If nothing else, as soon as I entered the school gate, everyone, regardless of gender, saw me like a carnivorous dinosaur hatching. I'm not afraid of anything! I won't just find boys as sandbags or catch girls for sex! I'm not my dad! I am actually very gentle in private and have a girl's heart! But anyway, I don't care much about it. Only the head teacher of junior high school has been unwilling to give up on me for three years, and is also the only hardliner who knows my family background and even chaotic insider and has not given up on me.

In the past three years, she has dragged her huge body home countless times, and she has been sincere to me, my father, my mother and even my aunt countless times! Her lobbying skills were not born. At present, my family's pursuit of culture and emphasis on achievements often confuse me, thinking that my family is a scholarly family, or there is an illusion that my father is not engaged in XX career at all, but in education.

Not only that, she also chased and intercepted me in illegal places countless times ... how to underestimate the sports ability and trajectory of this ball! In order not to let this woman like Tang priest drive me completely crazy! I accepted her kindness and her flogging, and my grades soared. Every exam can exceed the average score of the class, and the class is not pulled back. I wonder if that big fat pig was moved to cry! !

Ha ha ... ha ha ha. ...

"Fat ... ah! Don't! Wang, Miss Wang! Why are you here? "

"Where do you want to hang out again? I'm here with your graduation grades, and I'm going to your house to discuss high school with you! "

"No, I'm not going to read any more!"

"Dare! ! ! "

I ~ ~ Shit ~ ~ This is a weak voice in my heart. She is so confident that my head is still buzzing with shock. I can learn, maybe it's just a disguised submission. ...

"Evil Becomes Evil" and "Tortoise Meets Tortoise", small attacks are very popular (⊙o⊙).

The two articles "stunning dusk" and "young waiting for adulthood" are warm and plain.

Shu Lang's "Liu Shutun's Love" (childhood friends, the advantage is the first month)

Mailbox 205

let blood with a single prick (of the needle)—pierce to the truth with a single pertinent remark

All the above are good-looking ones I have seen, but I have deleted all the bland and warm ones ... I don't know if they have any meaning for you, because I have read too much and can't remember them at the moment ... o (∩ _ ∩) o ~ is more suitable for you to recommend two authors, one is Ling Juan (her modern writing is very ordinary and realistic) and Lan Lin.