I, the Strongest Blue Dragon on the Rox Ship

I just froze in place.

now think of it.

If only I hadn't been a novelist back then.

presumably.

There will be no such wild ideas.

It won't do that kind of horse flea operation.

Seeing my pestle there, I was dazed.

The male doctor didn't explain it either.

Just watching and operating the computer.

While extremely impatient, he urged again.

I hesitated.

Then go to the table.

Then......

Some moves are a little stiff.

Feeling somewhat nervous.

Carefully tiptoe up...

Put the indescribable on the edge of the table...

God! ! !

I'm even trying very hard to keep my balance.

There was only one thought in mind.

This table is so damn high.

And it's freezing cold...

However......

However......! ! !

When the male doctor glanced out of the corner of his eye to the "indescribable" that suddenly appeared at the corner of the table...

Immediately, it looked like a cat with frizzy fur.

He jumped up in situ.

Then he quickly took a few steps back with a terrified expression on his face.

Simultaneously.

The eunuch-like sharp and super high-pitched decibel shouted:

"Are you fucking crazy?!!!!"

"I'm talking about your medical checklist... checkup checklist!!!"

"Who the hell told you to put the hammer on it!!!!"

Hey......

Think back to that moment now.

How good would it have been if I could have been fucking savage at the time...

Or just stay calm! !

But then...

I was panicked.

Too late to think about it.

I immediately took a step back.

Then he hurriedly put the medical examination table on his hands...

The male doctor took the medical examination form with a gloomy expression.

Then glanced at Xiao (D).

Then he reached out and gracefully drew a circle in front of me.

"change!!!"

Heaven and earth conscience!

I was really panicked at this point.

after hearing his words.

I fucking panicked even more.

I'm afraid that there will be another mistake.

But it turns out.

People who are more afraid of making mistakes are often more prone to making mistakes.

And writing novels bear the brunt.

The richness of the imagination took over my brain center again here.

Let me make the final step of direct "social death".

So...

I hold the small (D) in my hand.

Rotate wrist.

Let it draw a perfect circular trajectory in the air...

I was convinced at that time.

This is the perfect arc that only a man of science and engineering can draw.

That's right...

That's it......

This is the confidence and pride of our polytechnic men! ! !

However......

God! ! !

Why do I use the word yet again...

But this time! ! ! ! !

The male doctor suddenly screamed like crazy:

"I fucking told you to turn around, turn around!!!!!!!"

"What the hell are you doing there spinning the hammer?!!!!"

that moment.

Time seemed to stand still for an instant.

The sound and the picture have disappeared before my eyes.

I don't even remember what happened next.

It's all over the head.

who I am...

where am I...

what am i doing...

Just vaguely remember.

When I walked out in a daze.

The brother in the back just entered.

I heard the male doctor shout hysterically:

"Put your medical form on the table...remember! It's a special medical form!!!!"

"And... when you are told to turn around, remember to turn your back to me... not to make you turn other things..."

I don't remember what else was said.

later......

Although I passed the medical examination successfully.

But the legend of "Bird. God".

But it has already spread throughout the Civil Engineering Department.

then......

I was in a state of social death.

Not only lost love.

It is very likely that at the same time, the (banana), (pei), and (quan) of the four years of college have been lost! !

Except for class and meals.

I didn't even dare to leave the bedroom.

but......

Fortunately, I am a novelist.

Not so much social either.