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一本厚重的《冰心精选集》,毫不客气地砸在我头上。我吃痛地捂着头:“你又发病了吗?”“寡人今日在大忙中抽空拜访你,你不恭恭敬敬地把寡人请进来就算了,竟敢不搭理寡人!你这是死罪!”好友突然从床上跳起来,郑重其事地说。“明明是你自己闲着没事才来烦我的好吗?”我头也不抬。“嘿!”好友气极,“你成天低头忙些什么呢?你要摘下一个诺贝尔奖?”“没什么……”“有好东西也不跟我分享!真是!这么抠门!”我低头望着自己捧着的手机发呆。屏幕
A thick collection of “Bing Bing” was unceremoniously tied to me. I grunted and bowed my head: “Are you sick again?” The widowed took time out of your busy schedule to visit you today. If you honoured and respectfully invited the widows in, you dare to ignore them! It’s a capital crime!“ ”My friend jumped out of bed suddenly and said it solemnly.“ ”It’s clear that you’re mad at me when you’re free.“ I didn’t lift my head. ”Yeah!“ ”Friends are extremely angry,“ ”What are you doing to bow down to the sky? Do you want to take off a Nobel Prize?“ ”Nothing...“ ”“ There is something good to share with me! Such a trick!” I looked down at the phone I was holding in a daze. screen