My deskmate in high school is a girl at the school flower level (nonsense, in reality, there is no school flower in general). She is also a member of the disciplinary Committee. Once I went to sleep in a self-study class, and everyone else was noisy there. She said to me, can you sleep with all this noise? At that time, I stayed up late watching cartoons, so sleepy and confused. I joked that my wife was in charge. As a result, she gave a bad smile on her desk and shouted directly: Stop arguing, my husband wants to sleep! I was very awake with fear. The whole class looked at me and both of them made a wow sound. . . It was also after that that my grades failed to advance from Grade Two to Grade One, and even reached 2 1 1. Later, before the college entrance examination, I jokingly confessed to her, and she said, OK. Later, I knew that her grades could go to Nanjing University, but she went to Nanjing University of Technology like me. Now she occupies my ns beside me, playing with treasures and touching her head, and then she gives me a white look and throws her head away in disgust. I am very grateful to her. At least, my high school left no regrets.