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"Zhao Qiang, let's go to the Internet cafe to play CF in the morning. Our team is short of individuals. " Zhao Qiang mentioned the backpack, and her roommate greeted her.
Zhao Qiang shook his head helplessly: "No, if I don't go to work in a part-time company today, the boss will definitely fire me. You can play. "
Roommate sighed: "I really admire you. I haven't seen you take a Sunday off in college for three years. Don't be too hard on yourself. "
Zhao Qiang responded and walked out of the dormitory. In fact, he doesn't want to be so tired. He also wants to sleep in on Saturday and Sunday, then he has a drink with his friends at noon and takes MM with him in the afternoon.
But he is just a poor boy from a small town. His parents dragged their sick bodies to work all the year round, and the money they earned was not enough to take medicine. He has no handsome capital at all!
In order not to go hungry and get enough tuition, Zhao Qiang had to work hard. I started my freshman year, and now I am used to it.
Out of the school gate, I looked back at the four glittering characters of Donghai University. This gatehouse is really magnificent, but Donghai University is only second-rate in Donghai City. If you put it in China, it's not even second-rate! Nearly two-thirds of graduates can't find jobs every year, which is far from Huaxia University of Science and Technology in the same city.
It is said that half of the departments in Polytechnic University have just been promoted to senior year this year. ...