The perfect future of rebirth

There are three people in this world to kill their young girls, one is a young man who is unwinding, one is a handsome multi-gold diamond king old, another, is a mature and position married man. .

This is what Zhao Po is seen from a magazine. Of course, it is very likely that the words of those reporters who are pre-petition.

No matter what to say, talented things, in many cases, it is difficult to estimate for the murder of the opposite sex.

Of course, Zhao Poisheng is unintentional in a group of twenty children. He is not a male peacock. In order to show attention in front of the opposite sex, it will show strength, in his eyes, childish is almost joys.

But no matter what to say, since I promised people, I will go, after it is, I have dumb.

I have an idea in my heart, and Zhao Po lives to the library to borrow a few books, return to the dormitory.

When I entered the door, I only saw the Wen Yu alone in the dormitory, usually and his focus, Wang Zhen, who did not focus, Dou did not say, Tan Kaixi didn't have to say, definitely farting to go to Hu Xia.

"How did you come back so early?"

Wen Yuzheng bowed his note, seeing back is Zhao Po, weird.

Zhao Poisheng shook his head, "There is nothing in the family, I will come back in advance, Wang Zhen?"

"That is to heat the water." Wen Yu said helplessly.

"Hot water?"

Blinking, Zhao Poisheng determined that he didn't listen, and then looked outside. It was determined that it was in the beginning of July. The whole summer is hot, "Wang Zhen is crazy or I heard, this weather he hits hot water? "

Please, now, in the summer, as a fat man with a weight, Wang Zhennu, who used Tan Kaixuan, and then obese it, you can sell it, what is he needs hot water?

Then, he saw that in the corner of the dormitory, he did three warm water bottles, surprised: "Who are you buy?"

You know, as one of the largest daily necessities in the boy's dormitory, the warm water bottle is undoubtedly the "rare treasure" of their dormitory. Every year, everyone will buy, and the results will not be used for a variety of reasons. Sometimes I don't pay attention to the kick, sometimes I am angry directly to throw away the window.

On Friday, Zhao Poisheng remembered that only the last warm water bottle left in the dormitory.

The result is now three, is it that I am not in these two days, I will buy it?

But what do I think, Zhao Poisheng does not feel that these few lazy ghosts will make such a thing.

It turns out that his judgment is correct.

Wen Yanyao sighed, helplessly said, "Wang Zhenchi came back."

"Skating?" Zhao Po lingering a keen aware of a keyword, out of mouth: "The goods come from the water house?"

Said to be, let's talk, this guy is definitely stolen in the water house.

The key issue is that he steals this place to work?

"Yes, but also the same person." Wenyu said helplessly explained Zhao Poheng. He and Tan Kaiji have started to hear this thing, and it is also a face.

"Female?" Zhao Po lifted directly to an answer.

Obviously, if it is not a woman, it can only be Wang Zhenhe that person has hatred.

"Yes, the guy likes to go to a school sister. These two days are in the door of the house, seeing people to hit hot water, he will follow the back, go to the water house, the sister is not paying attention, put the warm water bottle back, , This is no longer a twice to come back. "

"This bastard, he is sick?" Zhao said speechlessly, this is a ghost, is it difficult to become a warm water bottle store?

I was talking, the dormitory door was pushed away, and Wang Zhen took a pink kettle.

"Hey, the old Zhao returned." Seeing Zhao Poked life, he smiled and said.

Zhao Poked him with a look, helplessly: "No, what do you like people like people, stealing her warm water bottle?"

"It's very simple, I am watching her." Wang Zhenyi's affection.

"Hey?"

Not only Zhao Po lifetime, even if he is also shocked, this means.

Wang Zhen mysterious smiled, blinking, said: "I plan to steal her five hundred twenty warm water bottles before graduation, he knows that this is what I love you."

Silence, absolutely quiet silence.

Wen Yu and Zhao Poisheng have opposed his eyes. No one opens, watching Wang Zhen Na Zhenzhi in his own world, Zhao Poked life suddenly thinking, his head is a little painful, I really want to go to your uncle.

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Since you can't stop some people's crazy behavior, the only thing you can do, that is, you just look at him, don't let him make more crazy things, this is the confession of Zhao Poisheng before leaving the dormitory.

He is afraid of Wang Zhen, I can't think of it. When do you slip into the girl's dormitory, it will be trouble.

When a face smirk, Zhao Poked to his destination, the pavilion near the library, the last party of Ninghai Normal University poetry this semester is held here.

When I went to the vicinity, I saw a big banner hanging there, and the poetic society attached great importance to this activity, but they still pulled the banner, think about it. After all, I have to graduate, and the people who leave the people have no chance to retrans back, and those left will also face the future choice.

Perhaps many years later, everyone will laugh when it is time, after all, when you are young, you will be in the world of poetry, perhaps can only belong to seven-zero memory.

"Zhao Poked, you are coming."

Hu Xia Eye, I saw Zhao Poked in the pavilion outside, reaching out and greeted him.

Zhao Poisheng smiled nodded, his eyes and saw a lot of people, familiar, and strange.

Familiar Nature is Tan Kaixi and the poem members who have seen traffic regulations. Of course, there are also Mu Qingqing and Li Zhiyuan. Unfamiliar, nature is the other members of the poetry.

"How did he come?" See Zhao Poisheng appeared, Li Zhiyuan frowned wrinkled, strangely asked.

Standing around him, nature is Mu Qingqing.

Listening to Li Zhiyuan's question, Mu Qingqing thought, shake his head: "I don't know, it should be Hu Xia invitation."

"Why, do you know him?"

At this time, several girls standing around them asked, these people are the true backbone of poetic society, and they are also a school sister who studies the third year.

The name of the famous name is Gu Xueyi. It is the chairman of the Student Association of the School of Science, and this year is four, and it is necessary to graduate from school.

Similarly, she is also the predecessor of Mu Qingqing, the honorary president of the poetry.

Obviously, this sudden appearance of young people in the poetry, caught their attention.

Mu Qingqing has not been to talk, Li Zhiyuan has already snorted, "a small man who was famous."

"Camping?" Gu Xiuyi Xiu Yixiu Wei Wei, obviously Li Zhiyuan's words, let her have a difference in Zhao's first impression.