Life is a Game

It was originally a normal evening, and more than a hundred pounds of me, as always, ran downstairs to take away my beloved chicken leg. It may be because of the recent curse of chicken drumsticks, the curse of the chicken was received, the feet fell downstairs and the mobile phone was broken.

I saw with my own eyes that my phone landed after turning 720 degrees in the air.

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Then I picked up my phone, got the takeaway, and went back to eating chicken legs happily.

After eating chicken drumsticks, I found that the phone's power off button was broken. When I was sadly preparing to cook two dumplings, I suddenly noticed that my feet seemed awkward.

Then I with a disability, put down my sister-in-law who just received the goods yesterday, grabbed a classmate, and quickly moved for more than an hour to realize a round trip from the school hospital to the dormitory.

Seeing this, you may all think that this is a leave requesting chapter. No, this is actually a ticket seeking chapter, and it is also very educational!

It is impossible to take leave, and it is impossible to take leave in this life.

This thing teaches us--

Calling chicken thigh takeaway is not a good end!

Now I have to think about how to climb to the upper bunk with my half-disabled right foot.

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