吴小宝是我小学同学。他一向被我看不起。他总是穿着一身旧衣裤,背着个劣质的书包,总是捡着易拉罐、塑料瓶,然后宝贝似的藏起来。你还没喝完,他就在一旁“恭候”了。外班的同学看见了,都笑我们班没出息。我们也在背后里叫他“淘宝”。虽然他每次考试都考得很好,但他总是最后一个进教室,最先一个出教室。因此我们看不起他。星期六,我去叔叔家拿《电器》杂志,路过一间废品店时,看见一个熟悉的身影,那不是“淘 Wu Xiao Bao is my primary school classmate. He has been despised by me. He always wore old clothes, carrying a poor bag, always picked up cans, plastic bottles, and then hide like a baby. He is right beside you, ”Waiting for you“. Foreign classmates saw, laughing at our class did not pay up. We are also behind him called ”Taobao". Although he tests well every time he exams, he is always the last one to enter the classroom, first one out of the classroom. So we despise him. On Saturday, when I went to Uncle to get Electric Magazine and passed a scrap shop, I saw a familiar figure, it was not Amoy