Chapter 1 bad me
If I want to tell this story, I have to go back to a year ago, which is a long, long time. Until I was a young man who was simply going to school, I had no idea what Dauntless and the United Parliamentary Combat Organization were.
, of course, I don’t know about attack modules and chips. But the problem is that at that time, I was still a young, frivolous and energetic student. I liked fighting, skipping classes, and even drank some wine to whet my appetite. So these interesting classes
This habit has gotten me into a lot of trouble. I have experienced many "incidents" related to my life and safety, and I am proud of it. Let me tell you this, I personally like to drink in the afternoon, but not with myself.
Drink, there is always a guy named Lao Liu next to me who insists on drinking all the beer in this pub. In this city that I am not familiar with, there is a pub in every corner. It is as small as possible and not large in scale.
Big. But in comparison, I prefer wine, and I am used to the severe cold in winter. When wine stimulates my fighting spirit, I will excitedly throw off my coat and point the bottle towards the person I dislike the most.
Smash it away.
Of course, I have the ability to cause trouble, and I also have the money to buy enough wine to make me drunk.
What's more, I was not drunk that day. I was awake for almost half of the afternoon, much more than I was awake in the morning.
It seems that I am awake now. Speaking of which, where did my bottle go?
Um, where did I talk? Yes, me, myself. Maybe some people in this world will still remember that my name is Han. This is really a weird name, and in the eyes of others, this person is also like his
The name is also unusual, in other words, it's abnormal. Oh! That's what someone called me. The literal meaning is just "my tongue is a bit poisonous", but it sounds like it's just a compliment for my talent in swearing.
That's it. That's what the tongue does, doesn't it? It allows you to speak freely and is not restricted by moral qualities. However, this does not mean that I am not a shy and introverted person.
My home is located in a city called Hengbin City. To be precise, it is on the outskirts of Nancheng District. It is built near the sea and has a strong emphasis on culture, economy, and military industry. It’s not that I mean to belittle it, but I really can’t understand it.
Those politicians are everywhere promoting information about military enterprises or some military equipment. Yes, everything here is full of military flavor. It happens that young people like guns, and most of them are manufactured in factories. But first of all, I am disgusted with these things, including this
This city seems to be far behind compared to other cities. I hate that these people talk about guns all the time, or buy a few pieces of genuine military equipment and feel full of superiority, whether it is guns, cannons, airplanes, etc.
Tanks, or the extremely powerful atomic bombs you mentioned. I don't like these, nor am I interested. You know, I prefer the latter to money, which is why I have been working hard to make money.
As for what I do every day, it all depends on my mood. Sometimes, I play computer games with my friends for hours. But the key is that I don’t care about the fun the game can bring to me.
How big it is depends on how much time it consumes in my day. If the time is short, I will take a nap. On the contrary, if the time is long, I will forget to sleep. This sentence can also be used in school.
The same effect is true now. Look at the pile of test papers in front of my desk. Look! How disgusting. I have to spend some time dealing with them every day. As for why, I think you need to understand.
Let’s take a look at the rules of our school. It is different from other places. As long as you don’t do your homework, you will be deducted points. Deductions often mean fines. The amount of fines depends on the teacher’s mood. Maybe they will wait for a certain day.
If you are in a bad mood, charging you 50 to 100 is not a big problem.
Whether I love or hate this life, my stupid idea that I am different will motivate myself to do my best. At least that's what I told myself at the time. I know very well that I am different.
Everyone agrees. Because in their eyes, I am a complete weirdo. I almost don’t talk to people. Even though they are acquaintances, I don’t say much. Apart from that, I won’t go into detail about the rest.
Well, maybe you have a few things in common with me. But the fact is that I am an ordinary person.
It is worth mentioning my appearance. God, I originally thought that no one would be interested in this topic, but based on what happened later, I still said it. Even though I don’t look good, it’s not terrible.
, it’s just a popular face. The only thing that attracts others’ attention is my hair: it is very long because I am too lazy to take care of it. At most, I just tie the ends of my hair with a black rope.
Therefore, most people are looking at my hair. If I look back, they will show a disgusted expression. Or maybe I misunderstood those people, and they are looking at the scenery behind me, such as women. Haha
,woman.
What makes me proud is that I am much taller than other people, about nearly 1.8 meters. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is true. So? Relying on this, most girls will be more or less attracted to
I cast an envious look.
However, don’t get me wrong, it’s just this that proves that I am a salty fish with bright spots, nothing more.
You will often see me in Shuicheng Ancient Alley in Nancheng District. There are many entertainment venues here, and of course there are many illegal ones. Although there are places for me to play, I will still choose to go to that pub.
But I don’t know the name of that pub at all. I usually recognize the drink and the door but not the name. So the boss there will tell the waiter: That tall man wearing denim and jeans is here again.
I'm a regular visitor there, but apart from drinking and drinking, almost everything else has nothing to do with me.
Maybe I do things very rashly. For lack of a more euphemistic way of saying it, my friends always say that I am lacking a brain. What’s more, this year is not a good year and there are very few things that make me happy.
So I went straight to that pub.
Here, I am still ignorant, pretending that everything has nothing to do with me, but alcohol can't hide my mania at all. I didn't think about these issues at all at the time. I also had fantasies about my own life prospects. I fantasized about myself.
I had a lot of great things to do. How else can I explain it to everyone? Including the things that couldn't be accomplished, it was the idea of drinking that made me an arrogant, unreliable, noisy, and generally unpleasant boy.
Chapter completed!