Summer of 2001, Jinyin and Changyang killed the basket area. "Why is this place in Changyang district as broken as ours? I thought I could have air conditioning to blow." I looked up at the big fans shaking constantly on the edge of the ceiling. Pulling the collar, my head felt a little dizzy, "There's no wind at all!"
"There are places with air conditioning we can't afford. Thought we could play directly when we arrived, so didn't bring wallet at all. Alas..." Fei Zi sat next to me, gazing longingly at the small stores on the edge of the district together with me, sighed, then took out his mobile phone to check the time.
"But how much longer do we need to wait? They said they would arrive at three, it's already five now. What are the masters doing?"
I finally wiped the sweat, grabbed the bag and stood up, "Can't believe seniors are also so late. I can't take it anymore, let's go back to the hotel to eat first."
"Uh... okay, anyway there's no way to contact them. Hmm, if there's any temporary change... that would be terrible." Fei Zi shook his head, thinking about those two mobile phones, one couldn't make calls, the other was out of power.
"Why did you stay up all night last night playing on your broken laptop, occupying the power socket so I couldn't charge my phone. And is your brain broken or did you originally just want to bring a watch? This time, the responsibility for the matter is all on you." I angrily said.