Hehe, the above conversation is widely circulated as a joke on the Internet. It is generally believed that the goddess is white and beautiful with big breasts and long legs on the Internet, and she is very cold and difficult to get along with. Although I also stay at home and like to stare at the pictures of the goddess on the computer for a long time, I actually joke with the goddess from morning till night every day.

get up in the morning, wash your face and go downstairs to have breakfast in the canteen. Sleepy-eyed and yawning, I glanced at the breakfast window and the goddess looked at me fixedly. I said a potato burrito with a cup of soybean milk. She put the burrito on my plate with a smile and said, help yourself with the straw. The sun shines in the sky, and the goddess smiles at me!

As a new day begins, my mood is naturally exceptionally good. Take a textbook to class in the classroom. Although the teacher spits on the podium, I can eliminate all external interference in the seat below and quietly make a beautiful paper for playing mobile phones.

the mobile phone can't hold. I keep playing games and posting, and the battery is in a hurry. Finally, when the bell rang at 12 noon, as soon as the teacher announced the class was over, everyone rushed out of the classroom and went straight to a place-the canteen. I call us people "the army of grabbing rice". There is a slightly narrow overpass between the teaching area and the living area. When we have dinner after class, it usually takes about 15 minutes to walk in a few minutes. Walking slowly on the overpass, the girls next to me almost fell on me, and the perfume smelled fragrant, and she no longer cared about her goddess image. I looked at the dark heads that had arrived at the entrance of the canteen and said to myself, "Save some for me!"

I finally made it to the canteen. Looking at the bustling scene in the subway rush hour, I frowned, touched my flat stomach and got into the crowd. After waiting for a while, it was my turn. Before I could speak, the goddess took a big spoon and asked me loudly, "What classmates are you eating?" I looked at all the dishes in the glass cover in front of me and hesitated. The goddess urged me to hurry up. There was still a queue behind me.

So I pointed to two seemingly good stir-fried dishes. I saw that her big spoon quickly scooped twice in the dish basin, and then quickly shook off a few pieces of meat, and slapped out 7 yuan on the credit card machine. I put the meal card on it and swiped it successfully. When I swiped my card, she turned around and dug a big bowl of rice in the rice bucket and put it on the plate. Then she turned around and handed me the plate and greeted the next classmate. The whole process didn't take a minute, and the goddess' expressionless movements were rapid and powerful in one go, which was completely different from what she looked like in the morning.

I had a quick meal and went back to my dormitory to rest. Sometimes when there is no class in the afternoon, I sleep or play computer in the dormitory. When it is quiet, the voice of the goddess will ring outside the door. "Classmate, check the hygiene." I opened the door nearest to the door, and she walked straight in with a small notebook in her hand.

Look at the ground, touch my desktop with your hand, point to the board I hung on the bedside, stand on tiptoe to see my messy bed, and then go to the balcony to sweep my eyes. Then, while writing something in a small notebook, she said, "The overall situation is still good. The paper shell of the beverage bottle on the balcony is sold. You should put down your plug-in board and stop hanging it. It is a safety hazard. You make the bed tidy up, and this place should be dragged on." I nodded frequently and said, I'll clean it up. Don't worry, take care.

I wanted to improve my life in the evening, so I went to the second floor of the canteen to eat spicy incense pot, and my mouth watered at the thought of its fragrance. Standing in front of the order window, the goddess asked me softly what I wanted to eat. I ordered a little of everything. Anyway, I just mixed them together and fried them with some spices. Here, the goddess' hand speed is really fast. When I looked at a dish, she brushed it and grabbed it on the plate. After ordering, she handed the plate to the person behind the glass and shouted, "It's slightly spicy!"

I gulped down the incense pot, burped, sat down for a rest, and then went back to the dormitory to get the book. Of course, if you are happy, you will go to the study room to read. Few people come to study by themselves at night, which is quite quiet. Only couples in twos and threes at the end are whispering there. I sat in the front of the classroom and looked at my novel with headphones on. Usually around 9:3, the goddess appears.

She walked slowly onto the platform with a wet mop, only to find that she was dragging the mop back and forth on the blackboard. Not surprisingly, the goddess must clean the blackboard in a slightly different way than ordinary people. The dragged blackboard really turned black, shining under the incandescent lamp. After mopping the blackboard, she began to mop the floor again, bending down from time to time to pick up the drink bottles on the floor. The whole process is quiet, and then leave quietly after finishing.

around 1 o'clock, I went back to the dormitory, chatting and joking with my roommate, and it was almost 11 o'clock to wash again, so I brushed it and turned off the lights. I turned on the small desk lamp, took out the copybook and began to practice calligraphy.

At this time, there was a sound in the quiet corridor. It turned out that the goddess came upstairs on her black cloth shoes to urge us to sleep quickly. Anyone who sees playing mobile phones, smoking and chatting in the corridor, she will go over and gently urge them to go back to the dormitory to sleep.

So the day with the goddess from morning till night ended. I lay in bed, the goddess' footsteps faded away, and I fell asleep.

After reading this, you also found that the goddess in the article is not the goddess recognized by the public. They are aunts in canteen, housekeepers and cleaners ...

They do everything conscientiously in their posts, which deserves our respect and love.

they are goddesses.