Let s talk about any of the dramatist like guys you ve seen, right?

Most people look in the mirror and take a turn and appreciate it, but my drama classmate, when he looks in the mirror, he will stomp his feet and then, oops, how can it be so beautiful, oh my God, I can't stand it.

On some occasions, one of my colleagues behaved very close to another colleague, giving the impression that he was familiar with many people. In fact, others did not regard him as a friend.

A former colleague of mine. When I first joined the company, I started borrowing money, and then I started borrowing once or twice a month, and each time the reason was different, and every time you felt compelled to borrow.

Selling clothes, you took a fancy to a piece of clothing at his house and tried it, she thought you were going to buy it, and then came to talk about **, the opinions of the two people didn't agree very much, I wasn't going to buy it, the clerk's face collapsed instantly, and he was not a person at all before.

There is a colleague who pretends to work hard, and then posts a picture of overtime and posts it to the circle of friends. The main purpose is to let the leader see and leave a good impression on the leader. It also seems that he works harder than other colleagues.

Sell**, take a few photos by yourself**, use Meitu to show off, retouch the pictures, fix one of them a little whiter, slim a little, and immediately present the effect before and after use, with a strong contrast.

It's just that my colleagues at work smile in front of you, carry you behind your back, and mutter for a long time, how is it not good, add oil and vinegar, every time I come to my house, I don't have a good face, it's so annoying.

I have indeed seen a lot of colleague who is like a dramatist, like I have a colleague now, who lied to him that he was sick in order to prevent the leader from doing a lot of work for him.

It's our section chief's assistant who is always able to perform many different versions of a thing. And it's also very capable of telling right and wrong.

I've seen a lot of co-workers who are like the drama spirits. They are very happy in front of you, and they often complain about you behind your back.

Some colleagues don't work well at work, they are always watching gossip, and they often scream, singing and harmonizing, and always disturbing others.

There is a colleague in our unit who is such a dramatist, who occasionally makes some grimaces and tells you some cold jokes, which makes you feel really helpless.

I once met a colleague who likes to play crazy and stupid, and he likes to scare us at festivals. It brings us joy and loves to play the role of TV.

I have a female colleague who has a different set of words for each of them, and people often don't know when she is telling the truth.

I'm going to say that this is actually a bit pathetic.

I was divided into classes three times in my three years of high school, and she was in the same class as me in her junior year of high school, so I could say that I didn't know each other at all, and after all, I wasn't in the same circle.

In the third year of high school, although everyone was immersed in studying, every day, really every day, she had to do something.

For example, in math class, the teacher will ask some students to go up to do the problem, if you click on her to do the problem, halfway through the writing, the whole person will definitely faint, the math teacher is scared half to death, quickly pinch the person, help her up from the ground, find a few people who are preparing to carry her to the infirmary, and then something magical happened, she has woken up faintly, went back to her seat, and the math teacher no longer dared to find her to come up to do the problem.

Another example is that during physical education class, girls stood in three rows and went to the playground for two laps. I'm tall, I want to stand in the front and run with the girls in the back, I run very slowly, I can't run half a lap, so I start walking with them a lap and a half back.

When she ran, she was so dizzy, passed, went.

It really scared me out and said that I was running too fast, but then I reflected on it and thought it was impossible, I was the last in the class to run.

It's really a fainting in various poses every day.

I don't know most of the people in this class, so I will take more care of a girl who seems to be in poor health, and I will ask her how she is doing recently.

Then she found out that I was actually quite soft-hearted, so.

I was going to come down and patrol while I was doing eye exercises, and I was going to manage the discipline and hygiene of the class.

That's right, when I walked next to her, I suddenly grabbed my hand, and the whole person softened again.

Then there was another commotion......<

Ordinary people don't finish their homework: copying and copying, making up and supplementing, intermittently scolding their mothers.

She didn't finish her homework: there was an eye or a round, indicating that she was still a living thing, and her expression was abrupt, "I'm so stupid, really." I only knew that the math had to be done, I didn't know how to revise it, so I asked the class representative not to remember me, he was very obedient, and I listened to every word."

Class Representative: Ordinary people look in the mirror: take a turn and admire.

She looked in the mirror: she got angry, stomped her feet, "Oops, how beautiful again!" Oh my God, I can't take it anymore! ”

Yes, yes, it's too much for you.

Mirror: The average person looking for a watch: What about my watch?

She looked for her watch: Where's my watch!

Watch: The dormitory is divided by the first letter of the surname, and four of us have the surname Liu and two have the surname Lin.

One day, she chatted with another roommate surnamed Lin and was scolded twice, (these two are also interesting, they once recited each other's circle of friends in order to compare shame).

Pounding the bed and howling, "It's terrible, it's terrible!" Their Lin family is bullying our Liu family again! You call the shots for me! ”

Liu Family: However, do you think she will be like this when she is only awake?

Immature! What is really powerful is her dream words, which are clear and powerful.

And according to the personal test of a certain immortal cultivator, it can realize human-computer dialogue (no!).

In the middle of the night, she would laugh and then snort, "Cut, garbage, dog or not!" ”

And do you think she's just swearing?

Uncouth! On a lonely snowy night, the content of her dream was: I am alone, walking in this miserable world?

If I wake her up, will it disturb her practice?

At one point I didn't know what was wrong.

We both talked as we walked.

I couldn't stop laughing.

She: ...Hahahahaha, you're sick, hahahaha.

I froze, my voice trembling.

He looked at her in disbelief and said, "You, you know?"

She: ...

As a drama spirit, no matter what strange sounds I hear in the middle of the night, such as neighbors arguing, singing, parking and closing doors, and walking quickly, I will glance at the time, just waiting for the police to come to collect evidence for the mystery case one day, I can say the famous line in the detective**: "I know the exact time, because I just glanced at the watch at that time." As long as you have a script in mind, you can stage a suspenseful detective drama every day.

Sometimes I knock on the wall when I go to an unfamiliar place, and if it's empty, I'm excited, but I don't dare to say anything, because I think there's a treasure inside, and I plan to bring a tool to dig it up the next time I come alone.

When I was a child, I had a cold and wanted to eat canned peaches, my dad braved the heavy snow to buy them for me, and after a long time he brought back two bottles of hawthorn, saying that there were no cans in the nearby shops, and it took a long time to buy these two bottles. Although I don't like hawthorn, I was still very moved, so I poured a bowl and the rest went into my dad's stomach. In the evening, my aunt came to see me and brought two bottles of canned peaches, I asked ** to buy it, and my aunt said:

The little shop in front of your house! ”

When I got home in the evening, my dad bought a few oranges, he peeled an orange casually, ate a petal, and handed it to my mother, my mother stuffed a petal into her mouth while watching TV, and then handed it to my brother without shock, after my brother ate a petal, he handed it to me expressionlessly, I stuffed three petals into my mouth, and suddenly my facial features were distorted.

Every time I ate in the cafeteria, I filmed her two dishes and one soup, and she told me that she ate a five-dollar egg pancake at noon, and the camera turned to my second aunt's circle of friends, and a bunch of people were drinking in front of the hot pot, and my mother also compared scissor hands to the camera.

No, Dad doesn't go to the store to sit, and he doesn't buy anything to sit on, so it's better for you to see me as soon as you get out of the station. It's okay. Hang up, slow down.

Putting down the **, he began to gobble down the hamburger chicken fries in front of him.

I was about to cry when I heard my mother say this, and I wanted my mother to say that it was enough, but my mother came and said, "If it's not enough, you can save it!" "Okay, Mother-sama, silently withdrew the tears that were about to fall.