An Old Lady I Met on the Street

I didn't do well in the college entrance examination. I went to Beijing to look for relatives. I couldn't find any relatives. I found a little old lady. The little old lady told me her story. The story was that once upon a time there was a room. There was a girl in the room who was telling a story. The girl had nothing in her hand. A young man came and asked the girl what story she was telling. The girl said she was telling a story. There was a room in front of the house, and there was a girl in the room telling a story. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.