I am the unfortunate patron

One Sunday, I met a "person". When I met, it was very unlucky, don't believe it? No, you see....... . .

That day, I was happily walking on the road. Going away, but I met a "person", he called no. I didn't say to me: "You call An Zhen, right? My name is 捣. Hey, I have a gift for you!" He said that he took out a small box from his pocket and his face was full of surprises. The smile was put into my hand, then I slid and ran away.

I opened the box with doubt, but what was inside was - unlucky! "Oh no? Oh? No? Oh? No? Oh? No luck!" I thought about it, I knew I was fooled. I want to give the box back, but I haven’t disappeared without a trace...

Since then, I have been unlucky...

The next day, I was afraid to walk on the way to school. "Fortunately, the road is not bad luck!" I said to myself. But just the moment I went upstairs, I couldn’t help but put the first unlucky leaves on me. When I got to the classroom, I went to my seat and went to work, but I looked for a long time and didn't even see a piece of paper. I thought: Worse, if I knew the teacher, I didn't hand in my homework, the consequences... I had to put the bag down with my scalp.

The first lesson was a math class, and the unlucky leaves put a piece on me... "Today's unit test, ask the students to take out the pen!" The math teacher shouted. So, I went to the bag and looked for a pencil case - eh? ? What about my pencil case? ? Where have you been? ? "Good! Now I have to send a roll!" At this time, I was still looking for a pencil case, and I found it for a long time, but I still couldn't find it.

"Bell bell, bell bell..." After class! I lowered my head and handed it to the volume. When the teacher saw it, he roared: "The surname is An, you are the leader, but even Yuan Chenglin is not like!" After that, the teacher borrowed a classmate's red pen and then changed it on the spot. A duck egg!

Hey, the first unlucky leaves haven't been eliminated yet.

"Bell bell, bell bell..." The class is over! The stern and rigorous language teacher came. The language teacher said: "One person did not pay homework on Friday, stand up!" I stood up with a hard scalp, then the teacher held the pointer and was born in my hand. I played a few times. It was still light and heavy. At this time, I became the "big star" in the class. · · · · · "Wow... Hey... Ah..."

God...

I...but...want to be...unlucky...the guard...the patron saint...hee...