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I found my hands numb. This is not just caused by a sore in my hands ...... So I decided to start a new novel that may never be written. I haven't thought about the title yet.

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On Thursday morning, Li Guangyuan woke up from a sudden pain. When he found out what happened, he quickly grabbed both hands and pulled them inside the body. At last, his cold calf was no longer cramps. He sweated and covered the quilt with the thin white hair. He picked up the white boiled water from the bed overnight and poured a big mouthful of water. The cold water made Li Guangyuan very refreshing in the early winter morning. Despite this, his mind was flushed with the seconds of laziness, and he felt the cold calf indented into the bed.
Li Guangyuan curled up in the bed where there was not much heat, and began to fight endlessly. He thought, well, it's good to have a muscle injury. Today's physical education class is no longer needed. Li Guangyuan does not hate sports, especially for football and table tennis. But at the beginning of the semester, he chose volleyball. He didn't hate volleyball because he had almost zero knowledge of Volleyball: Chairman Mao said there was no such hatred in the world for no reason. But now he is sure that he hates volleyball because he is not playing well. Padding is a kind of Volleyball Technology. It forms a board with both arms side by side and blocks the ball out. This technique invented by the Japanese women's volleyball team is distorted and distorted in Li Guangyuan's hand. Every time the ball passes over, he will stick out his hands and put the ball on a certain arm, the bone is like a crack. The teacher pointed his hand and painted his feet, Li Guangyuan, Qu elbow. Li Guangyuan beat his wrist. Li Guangyuan, aren't you ruining volleyball. Every time he wants to immediately leave the dark plastic stadium, he doesn't have to go back, or he just wants to go back and spat at the ground. But he did not dare. He worried that the teacher would fail him. Failing means he had to struggle for a year in the semi-open prison next year. He thought he had enough.
Li light source burps and turns over. He kept hitting his chin and his skull. He closed his eyes and the bloody scene appeared in front of him last night. The woman walked well in front of him. Just listen, a motorcycle brush swept past him. Before he could see it, the woman's bag had been snatched away. What's even more terrible is that the blood flow from the hand of a woman carrying a bag is clearly visible to the ground. The poor woman rushed to catch up and ran a few steps to scream:
My hands!
Li Guangyuan ran to the fainting woman, avoiding the vomit that the blood had brought to him. He beat PHS for 120.
His empty stomach began to rise again, and he did not dare to think about it. He sat up and picked up the cup of cold water, but was suddenly stunned by a burst face. While coughing, he flushed the water from the quilt. The blue quilt was a bit dark, so he made up his mind to send the quilt to the laundry room in the afternoon.
Li Guangyuan rummaged in his bed and tried to put himself into sleep again. But once he closes his eyes, the bloody hand will jump out again and shake in front of him. There was almost only one skin of the hand and the arm connected with several muscles. The hand arm started with a hand and shouted for a round-robin and jumped from the left to the right; three and a half weeks to the left. Li Guangyuan opened his eyes quickly. Instead of disappearing, the hand turned into countless hands and jumped in front of Li Guangyuan. Li Guangyuan firmly believes that he is full of the desire to dance with these bloody hands. He grabbed his stomach and turned to his mouth. He jumped up from the bed and broke the water cup on the bed in a panic; he was about to open his leg and rush to the bathroom as quickly as possible, however, in the intense exercise, the incompetition calf gave him a grin. At last, his mouth could not accept the surging waves in his body, and he threw out a sigh of relief. He threw a big mouthful and a big mouthful, then there was no content to vomit, but his internal organs were still dumping out, he spit out a few mouthfuls of bitter water, tearful. When he looked back and looked at the floor carefully, he found that he had nothing to vomit except the full stomach water. He breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the bed.
"Brother Li, you are still making people sleep ." The body was muttered, and the huge body was squeaking. Anyan blinks his eyes and waits until the upper spread of the rolling wave finishes rolling. In an instant tone:
"Bobo, I beg you to do it a few times every night ."
Yan Bo said softly, "who makes your grandfather the bottom bunk ."
Anyan said, "You will go to sleep and I will move to the bunk ."
Gong Bo did not answer the question and turned around again. There was a burst of noise on the bed board.
After a while, Gong Bo said, "the ball is so late that your grandfather will report ."
The beds in the dormitory are allocated at school hours. Follow the first-come first-served and first-served principles. Anyan reported that he had to go to the bottom bunk of the net weight of 110 kg.
Under normal circumstances, such a problem can only be solved by quarreling or even fighting. However, anyan is a little clumsy, and he is not an opponent of Bo in both aspects. So anyan had nothing to say. But he still feels that he is suffering a lot. He uncovered a layer of quilt on his body and said:
"Your grandfather's ."
Li Guangyuan threw his head and put on a down jacket. He picked up the mop behind the door and began to clean up the ceramic fragments and vomit.