Content preview:
Blow one. Like a meek cat.
Without double eyelids and big eyes, his eyes are thin and black as night.
He can't wear colorful skateboards, shiny rings or gorgeous hair.
He sings out of tune and his limbs are stiff, so he can't dance.
Generally speaking, Chu art is the kind that is not easy to find when thrown into the sea.
He has no enviable family background, no sports car and no gold card. But he doesn't want to pursue it either. He just wants to be a simple person, to accompany those who need him and his relatives.
18 years old, Chu Yi realized his greatest dream and was admitted to his dream university.
His brain structure is surprisingly simple, only "going home from school"
Just like clockwork, it runs mechanically. But even in daily life, Chu Yi already feels very full.
Watching the traffic on the street every day, watching the old house he is familiar with. Every few steps, there will be an old neighbor who is familiar with Chu Yi after school with a smile. Such a smile is like sunshine, nourishing the first delicate flower. All this satisfied him.
"I am your teacher. My name is Jong Li. "
This is the first day of Chu Yi's college life. He looked at the young people on the stage and looked at his flashing pupils. He couldn't help it. ...
Demonstration document of emergency plan for office epidemic situation 1
In order to further strengthen the prevention and