Tang Kuan, who is in his second year of high school, is considered a little gangster at school. He hangs out at Internet cafes, plays games, fights, chases girls, and does not do his job all day long. The only advantage I have is that I often play basketball. One time, in order to chase a female classmate from school, I went to a flower shop to buy flowers, but the shop owner was not at home...
"Sister, what kind of flowers are better to give to a girl you want to pursue?"
"How old are you?"
"17, What's wrong?"
"So you're only a sophomore in high school, right? Are high school students so high-profile now? Are they starting to send flowers?"
"Sister, how old are you?"
"It's not polite. How can you ask a girl's age directly? I'm already a junior in college. You little brats, don't just chase girls. Study hard. There will be better girls waiting for you when you get to college."
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"Sister, what flowers do you like?"
"I like red hyacinths."
"Why?"
"Moving love!"
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Many years later Tang Kuan asked again: "Has my love moved you?"
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Yang Ju choked and said: "Not early and not too late!"
