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(Summary: What's the situation in this place, this place)
Yesterday, I dreamed again Mom took me on an electric bike. We passed a shop with glass windows on the street. I turned around and pointed out to my mom that the place where I played tennis was similar to this shop. After my mother saw it, I regretted it a bit, because the place where I was going to play was not here, I just said that it was similar to this place, and I knew it was a better, bigger and more advanced place than this window shop. I was a little worried that when I was playing tennis, my mother would go to find me at will, but I ended up looking for this window shop, because the location was wrong, and it was a waste of time.
Instead, I grabbed the tennis racket and practiced posture against the reflective surface outside the tennis practice field. The brown reflective surface just reflected my figure. Because the practice field is not yet open, I have to wait outside the door for a while, I guess I came early. There are a few people on the left who came together and are also waiting there.
I haven't shaken the racket a few times, but the handle was thrown away. Fortunately, the handle is assembled in a mortise-and-tenon style, which can be pressed back. Fortunately, it didn't fall to the ground, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing. Even so, I feel embarrassed and embarrassed. I carefully checked the handle and prepared to install it. At this moment, the gate of the practice field opened.
In fact, this is a very high-end tennis practice place, and this is the first time for me to come here. I know in my heart that the price should be expensive, I just want to come here to experience it, I want to give myself a warm gift, and go to a good place to open my eyes. It's not every day, so I can bear it once.
Others went in one after another after completing the process. After I packed up and took off some clothes, I followed the instructions of the waiter to change shoes at the entrance of a passageway covered with blue carpets. Disgusting public shoes, I think it's unhygienic. At first, I was against the waiter saying that I needed to change shoes, but seeing the white disposable slippers placed under the short shelf on the left, I felt acceptable.
I started to take the bottom thin slippers, and after putting them on the ground, I found the disposable slippers with slightly thicker soles on the upper layer. I figured I'd have a lot of walking to do in these shoes, and a thicker sole would be more comfortable, so I put the thin-soled shoes back and took a pair from the middle of the pile of platform shoes. In fact, I also doubted whether some worn-out shoes would be mixed in, but seeing that the pair that was taken out had a girdle and was clean, I felt at ease.
I put disposable slippers on the ground and wear them inside. The slippers are very interesting. First of all, the area covering the feet is smaller than ordinary slippers, and the toe is a bit pointy. There is a thin rubber band around the entrance, and the feet are just stretched when they go in. The feet are not tight, but the comfort is okay. I want to wear shoes to take a shower when I go in later. If I only wear this pair, I will get wet when I take a shower, so I plan to get another pair to replace after I take a shower. But seeing that he was wearing a white plastic slipper, he gave up the idea of ??getting another disposable slipper. I put the white plastic slippers I wore into a handy plastic bag, ready to take them in and change my shoes when I take a shower. Plastic ones are not afraid of water.
Listening to the chatting among the surrounding staff about a customer who spent more than 1,000 yuan, I was stunned and wondered why this place cost so much. Then the staff member said that it was because the customer wanted to eat ice cream. At that time, he opened the freezer and let the customer choose it by himself. It seemed that the customer accidentally picked up some particularly expensive ice cream, which led to the subsequent calculation of the price to more than 1,000 yuan.
I walked through the blue carpet passage, came out from the back door of the front hall, and came to a square yard. In the center of the yard was an open-air swimming pool, and no one was swimming in it. I walked around the swimming pool, thinking about the more than 1,000 consumption gold that the waiter said, and reminding myself to be careful in consumption, so I have to see clearly. Then I started to calculate the amount of my consumption this time. The base deposit is more than 50 yuan, even if I add some additional fees that may be consumed, it will be more than 100 yuan at most, which is still acceptable. I told myself in my heart that since I came here, I would have fun, and I hope I can be happy.
I walked forward to a big house, and after a few steps, I turned back and walked out, because when I entered the door, I saw a sign beside the pool, which seemed to be the price, and I went out again to look at that I went to the brand, I want to see the price carefully.
Looking carefully at the past, I didn¡¯t say that it was too expensive, but there was a charge of one yuan per minute. I don¡¯t know when it started to be calculated. It would be a loss if the time for changing shoes and cleaning clothes was included. Yes, it's been a long time.
Some people walked past me while looking at the sign, wondering if they would be surprised by my serious behavior. After reading it, I went into the big house again, and there were a few women chatting on the right hand side not far from the door. I continued to walk in, and the house was very big, like a rough factory building, gray. There are some suites inside. I thought the court for tennis practice would be in the suites inside, but after I went there, I found out that it was not.like that. There are many irregularly distributed long pits similar to dry toilets on the ground of each suite. I didn't go to see what was in those pits, and I didn't want to see it. I didn't want to walk more in this big room, because it was really dirty here, and the cement floor was full of dust. In the first suite I saw on the right, when I approached the door frame and probed in, I accidentally touched the cement edge of the door frame with my inner shoulder. There are so many pits like dry toilets in this place, I think this may really be a toilet! This feeling gets worse the more you go in. If it was really a toilet, it would be enough for those women to chat in such a place.
I turned back and asked the ladies who had chatted at the door just now where the tennis practice site was, and they pointed me to an alley behind. I was thinking In fact, I started to mutter in my heart just now, what kind of broken ground is this, a high-end venue? I didn't feel it at all! It's not far from the old abandoned and reused yards I've seen in the past! What a waste of money to spend
No way, since we are here, at least we have to go to the venue to see and experience it. Just when I was about to go to the alley I was talking about, I suddenly realized that I hadn¡¯t taken my white plastic bag, and it had been left in the lobby where I changed shoes and went through formalities. I couldn't do without that, so I decided to turn back and get it. When I was approaching the door of the big house, a girl ran in from the door, said while running that it was raining, and passed by my right side. What did I think? This is, it didn't rain just now, but it rained in a blink of an eye. The rain has to pass, so I bravely rushed out of the gate.
It was raining heavily outside, and the swimming pool was splashed with high and dense water. I braved the rain and ran all the way around the pool and into the hall. Looking past, there is a square sedimentation pool in the center of the foyer, the size of which is like a small swimming pool, and it is filled with dark muddy water. I think the surrounding rainwater fell to the ground and accumulated there, but the amount is too large, and it is raining heavily outside now, so I am a little worried about safety and other issues.
When I went to the square sewage pool, I saw that my two plastic slippers with the heels overlapped were placed quietly on the step surface of a sunken step. The surface of the step was flush with the sewage in the sewage pool. More than half a palm away from the water. In addition to my shoes, there are other shoes there, which are basically placed in pairs. There are shoes on the left and right sides of my shoes at the position of a palm.
When I saw this situation, I felt a little disturbed. During the time I was separated from it, I didn't know what it had gone through, how it could appear here like this, and I wondered if anyone had worn it. Thinking that someone might pass through it makes me even more nervous, and I always feel that there will be bacteria. So I just took my plastic flip flops and shook them back and forth in the sedimented cesspool to let the water wash them off. Rinse there like this over and over again, and think about whether to use cleansing soap.
At this moment, a girl came up behind me, and we chatted for a while. It turned out that the shoes on the steps were all salvaged by this girl from the stagnant pool in front of me. She did a good deed. I think so, the rain is so heavy, if the shoes float on it, it will be a mess. This situation ruled out my cranky thinking.
Then I asked the girl if she saw my white plastic handbag, and I gave her a rough description, and she went to the back of the podium standing on my right and pulled out a white plastic bag for me from the second grid a part of. I saw that it was my handbag, great, I found it. But then the girl said that my pair of plastic slippers were originally in this plastic bag, and then she took them out of the bag and put them on the steps where the shoes were just now. I was speechless when I heard this Really You said that the shoes were placed quietly and well in the bag, why did you take them out and put them in a wet bag? It's almost on the steps! ? why is this (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com