just floating around
I have a good and not good habit, and I am used to checking typos before uploading.
Actually, this is a good habit, but it is bad. I like to take this opportunity to add or delete some things, but it turned out to be a mistake. The part at the end of Chapter 572 was named in the wrong name, which allowed Kim Taeyeon to complete the two sisters acquisitions. I think about it and I really envious-
And the day before yesterday, when I posted a single chapter, I actually wanted to add a sentence: "In reality, I have hidden most of my emotions and only have a few friends. I vented so vividly on the Internet, and it is normal that I have no friends."
But when I was revising it, someone suddenly called me. After answering the call, I forgot about this and copied the original manuscript directly, so there was no increase in this sentence.
But it doesn't affect anything.
Suddenly I realized that this is nonsense—
Today's single chapter is about calling me just now. In order to leave an excuse for him to settle the score with me in the future, the name is omitted in the article and temporarily called him P.
Speaking of this word p, there is another reason.
We met an open English class in the school to cope with the inspection of the leader. The English team leader taught us. He asked us to give ourselves an English name. We had never seen any world at that time. When we heard that the leader was coming, we felt distressed and nervous. However, this man was calm and impressive.
I remember his leader asked him what his name was, and he said: "Empeter yellow, my breasts are spitting and squirting--"
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Mr. P and I are not classmates, but in the same school. What's amazing is that I met me in the second grade of junior high school that year, and he was in the third grade of junior high school, but he was four years older than me.
His grades were very bad. It was a month before the high school entrance examination that he suddenly decided to drop out of school and not take the exam. His family probably didn't expect him to make a name for himself by studying, and no one stopped him, so he entered society and began to make a living.
I have always been a good student, so I didn't understand how we would become friends for a time. Until now, I found that I was mingling in this society like him, and far from when he was doing well. I finally understood that when we became friends, I was actually the one who climbed up.
P-jun is already the father of a child and enjoys family happiness. However, P-jun is like his surname and is romantic.
In the past six months since I graduated, I often receive calls from Mrs. P., who are so angry that I look for her husband with the sound of her children crying. At that time, I would think, why would a person like P. P. P. choose such an unreliable guy as her husband? I am not bad, why can't I find a girlfriend like P. P. P.
Recently I figured out the reason, because Brother P is romantic.
It’s ridiculous to say that I used to think that men and women should be serious when dealing with feelings. But recently I gradually discovered that women in their youth say they want seriousness, but in fact this is just an excuse for them to claim that they are serious people. If you really think so, then congratulations on being a single dog. What they really want is pleasure, excitement, face... etc. In short, it’s not serious. When they want stability, they often have enough fun, or have not got the man they want. At this time, they usually find a "takeover man" in the spare tire, and the person who enjoys their wonderful youth is basically not her husband.
But Mr. P is an exception. He enjoyed the wonderful youth of this beautiful girl, and accidentally left the seeds of life, and as a result, the crystallization of love is born.
P-jun celibate, he told me that he wanted to make a plug for a lifetime, plug it in and pull it out, and change it to a plug board, and live his life like this. I always thought that such a grandson should be lonely, but the fact is that he has both children and his wife is as beautiful as a flower.
Later I realized that when this grandson said these words to me, he was not complaining, but showing off because I was just a single dog.
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Mr. P has done many professions.
When he dropped out of school, he was kicked out of his house by his father and lived in a classmate's warehouse, making a living by delivering newspapers. At that time, he delivered newspapers by "films". The bigger the "films" you gave, the more money you earn. However, he was destined to have limited manpower, and there was no elevator to go upstairs and downstairs. It would be great to send a few communities by one person. But Mr. P created a miracle, and he gave a whole half of the area.
I haven't figured out how he did it yet, but from this we can see that he does have two tricks.
After a year of delivery of the newspaper, he changed his career and learned to decorate with his uncle, which was like hanging ceilings and painting walls. After working for more than three years, when I was in college, his uncle had already worked for him. When I was in college, his decoration store went bankrupt for no reason. Mr. P took the remaining balance and redeemed a billiards hall near our school.
It’s also amazing to think about it. Mr. P has always appeared in front of me in wonderful years. Therefore, we did not break off contact after graduation like other "acquaintances" we met in junior high schools. Moreover, because we often met over the years, we became one of the few good friends who could eat barbecue and drink until vomit.
Pjun's business in the billiards hall is pretty good, and because of his character and his age, he is very fond of us students. Here we should explain that Pjun's righteousness and wealth are divided into people. He is righteous to men and women, and the two will never be reversed. So in the past few years he has been lingering around our school, he has brought many flowers from many departments of our school, and has made the belly of one of the flowers bigger, which is his current wife.
A year ago, I don’t know where a command came from. There was no entertainment business place near the school. The billiards hall of Mr. P was within a few meters. After careful consideration, Mr. P decided to give up the billiards hall, the sunset industry, and exchanged the store for a middle-aged man, and took the money to the largest scenic spot in our place to book a place. His billiards hall, the second month after he left, became an internet cafe with the logo of "Demacia".
Mr. P said he was puzzled. Didn’t he say that there could be no entertainment business premises within a range of meters? Why can middle-aged people open Internet cafes? Just because he is bald?
He raised his question and someone told him that the line of the meter actually passed through his billiards hall, which was opened in three to seven. The Tao is rounded, and the billiards hall can count on the other side of the line, so it can be opened.
Mr. P thought this was fart, and then started a rigorous investigation. The investigation result convinced him, and the man in the billiards hall was the brother-in-law of a leader of the school.
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The past comes to an end, and continues with the above text, and talks about the quick place in the scenic area that Mr. P has booked.
The place he bought was located in the most remote corner of the scenic area. Because it was remote, it was cheap, so Pjun bought it so big. But because it was remote, no one came. He wanted to open an Internet cafe here, and both Telecom and Netcom told him that the Internet cable could not be connected. Moreover, the scenic area was so big that he might not be able to get the energy to go to his place. Even if he arrived, he might not have the energy to surf the Internet.
After half a year of delay, Mr. P finally gave up the idea of opening an Internet cafe and decided to set up a kart yard, to be precise, a "children's kart yard", which provides another novel money fraud place for those who do "child development training" to cheat money.
Perhaps in order to give myself a little face, he bought a second-hand kart car that was said to be a replacement for a large kart yard in the capital. He drove it himself to play with it for no reason. As his friend, I was lucky enough to drive it twice. At the beginning, I had some misunderstandings and mistakenly regarded the kart as a racing car. Although I have a driver's license, I dare not drive a racing car. But Mr. P told me that his kart is a safe car and there will be no danger. If it overturns, he will treat me to a big waist...
Now I still remember the feeling of being cautious when I first tested. I had only played ‘children’ karts’ before, and I was worried that this thing would be too powerful and I could not stop and hurt children on the same track. It doesn’t matter if I overturned, the key is that I can’t afford to compensate if they hurt.
So I was very trembling, but when I drove a lot, my feelings were suddenly different. It was worthy of being a second-hand car, and it was really very safe. When driving on the track, I would be overtaken by some ignorant children... I couldn't hurt them because I couldn't catch up with them at all.
Pjun often said that this car was his mistress because he liked the feeling of "riding" on it. After he said this, I never drove this car again. Although I had no moral integrity, I did not reach the level of "riding" my friend's "miss". Pjun also said that the reason why his "saner" lacks horsepower is because the engine is aging. When his kart yard makes a profit, he will buy a brand new stroke engine. Then his "miss" will surely rejuvenate, and at least it can drift.
At that time, my thought was, if I could afford a brand new kart engine, why not buy a new car? I told Mr. P, who denounced me for being fed up with the new and tired of the old. He said that he had already had feelings for his "missie" and would definitely not abandon it.
Even though he said that, he still repainted his "missie" and threw it into pieces to make it look like a new car, although it was still so slow.
I didn't understand why he spent so much energy and financial resources on a broken car. Until one day I went to the kart yard to find him, I happened to meet him bragging with a female leader of an "expansion training" company. He said that he was a professional racer, competed with Han Han, and was also the main player of the same team, but he was born at the wrong time, and a failure ruined his career and had to retire.
He said that all racing cars started with karting, and his car accompanied him through his entire career. So even if he retired and his car was old, he still had to keep it by his side and look at it from time to time to remember the past.
The female team leader asked admirably: "Then you must be very professional? You know a lot of racing knowledge, right?"
Mr. P dusted out the racing suit on his body, but did not explain too much.
The female leader was hit by this invisible pretentious behavior and promised to help him attract more "expansion training teams" on May Day.
I witnessed everything next to me and suddenly felt that I had been cheated. Just like what I said in the last single chapter, I believed in the words of "friends", but he might not be true. For example, Mr. P said that he wanted to be an Internet cafe, but later because he couldn't get the Internet cable, he said that he wanted to build a kart yard. Because he didn't have enough money, he could only make a children's version. He said that buying a nearly scrapped kart was for drifting, and it was his "missie" and had feelings. But in fact, he might not have thought about building an Internet cafe or a professional kart yard. He just wanted to cooperate with those "expansion training" companies. The scrapped kart was just a prop for him to tell stories. What drifting and dreams are all nonsense!
And I was like a fool, and I believed everything about him.
I suddenly felt very discouraged. One of my few friends, he actually deceived me like this. I was really sad. In his eyes, I didn’t even have the qualifications to listen to a truth? Yes, I don’t have money, but I look handsomer than you. With my handsomeness and your money, we are clearly of the same level!
But when I was fainted from drinking, I suddenly felt no sad again. I should think of this. He regarded me as a friend. He knew that he told me that I didn’t understand or liked the business matters, so he could chat with me. If he didn’t think I was a friend, based on the difference in our current value, he would not be able to deal with me at all.
So I understood a truth, whether it is a friend on the Internet or a friend in reality. The meaning of a friend is to show the other person’s favorite side to him, so that he can be like-minded and have a long-lasting friendship. A friend is not the person who accommodates every side of you, but that person should be your lover, not a friend.
I got a new skill.
Yesterday, my sister-in-law talked to me and said that because of his broken car, Mr. P has become less romantic recently. Because he is used to driving a few times before going to bed every day, his "missie" is already in his twilight years and cannot withstand his whipping, so he often breaks. After that, Mr. P is forced to repair the car and has no time to go to Mr. P.
I suddenly felt happy for P's sister-in-law and P's Jun. Perhaps the existence of this broken car is not a bad thing for her or him. Although P's husband may not be able to drift in his life, he may be very happy because of this.
At least not like he did when he first dropped out of school.
Floating around.
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Chapter completed!