When I was a senior in high school, I was the class leader, and one day a new girl in the class wanted to live in the dormitory. At that time, the dormitory was an eight-room dormitory, and there were four girls' dormitories in the class, three of which were full, and the last one was for girls

When I was a senior in high school, I was the class leader, and one day a new girl in the class wanted to live in the dormitory. At that time, the dormitory was an eight-room dormitory, there were four girls' dormitories in the class, three of which were full, and the last girls' dormitory lived for six people, and the new girls could only live here, as if everything was normal. The problem is that this dormitory only has three beds, just six girls, and the new girls can only get another bed if they want to live. Without logistics, how can this work be done by the girl herself? I didn't say it, as a class leader, I have an obligation! Report to the class teacher and get started!

At that time, the place where the bed was stored was downstairs in the women's dormitory, I called a roommate, said to do it, and the two people killed all the way downstairs to the women's dormitory, and they were dumbfounded. The drying rack of the girls' dormitory is far from enough, the bed to be moved is placed in the corridor on the first floor, and the bed frame actually pulls several clotheslines, and the ropes are hung with all kinds of colorful underwear of the girls... There is no way, can only shout the new girl down to solve this matter, the new girl is also plagiarized, without saying a word, directly take scissors to cut the clothesline, colorful underwear with the rope lost to the ground, I and my roommate were stunned. Forgot to say, because the study was very tight at that time, we went to move next night, about ten o'clock in the evening, so there were very few girls downstairs. So far, although embarrassing, it seems that it can still be accepted Ha, and the next thing is the focus!

Solving the bed problem, the new girl told me the dormitory number, which was on the third floor, and then I told her that I must tell her new roommate that there will be male classmates to help carry the bed in, so that I can be prepared. Then she went up first to pack up her things, my roommate and I carried a bunk iron bed weighing more than a hundred pounds and began to go up the stairs with difficulty, there were occasional girls in the stairway, these girls were fine, they had just returned from the classroom, at least they were dressed normally, I was fine except for a little embarrassment, and the girls were also fine.

Waiting to the third floor is completely different, my God, a lot of girls are ready to wash before going to bed, when there was no separate bathroom in the student dormitory, they all got the public bathrooms on both sides to wash, so countless girls wearing pajamas shuttled on the third floor, where have I seen this scene with my roommates? Can only look down to move forward, the girls see these two monsters a lot of scared back to the dormitory, there are a few generous girls ignore us, there is actually a girl is our junior high school classmates, also recognized me, but also greeted me, hey, my eyes, I try to control the eyes as much as possible not to look at her, but the girl obviously did not find the problem, still saying, how can this be endured? I interrupted her and asked directly where was the new girl's dormitory? The girl was obviously frightened by me, told me and ran to wash up. My roommate and I continued to move forward, and finally came to the door of the dormitory that the new girl said, and finally, the climax came...

My roommate and I were carrying the bed, I was in front of him and behind him, and when I arrived at the door, the roommate turned the bed around, told me to push straight in, lifted a foot and slammed the bed, so, with the scream of a girl in the dormitory, I and the iron bed were kicked into the girls' dormitory by this grandson. Hearing the scream, the grandson pulled out his leg and ran, became a deserter, and threw himself here.

Through the afterglow, I developed a girl who was obviously changing clothes, the little white rabbit was still beating, the scream was sent out by this girl, this situation was obviously unexpected by me, I could only quickly flash people, leaving only the roar of the girl who changed clothes: "Why don't you come in and say it first", and the scream of the new girl: "Don't go, help me put the bed in that corner", help you? Help me iron up next week's briefing list okay...

Afterwards, I learned that the new girl forgot to tell her new roommate that we helped him move the bed, and her new dormitory was not our class girls' dormitory, she and a girlfriend in the next class were very iron, just happened to be a six-room room, and the new girl moved into the girls' dormitory of the next class without authorization.

There was no follow-up, and years later I still remember the screams of the girl who changed clothes and the beating little white rabbit.