Song Shengsheng, 24 years old, had just broken up, resigned, and returned to his hometown, three consecutive years of decline.
Her stepmother thought she was an eyesore, so the next day she got her a blind date - a bar owner in the town, who was said to have "very good conditions."
I went and found out that the conditions were indeed good. She is about 1.8 Meters tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, peach-shaped eyes, and a jawline that can open a bottle cap. When she sits there wearing a black T-shirt, she looks like she has just been ripped out of a fashion magazine.
Before Song Shengsheng had time to move, the other party spoke.
"I'm picky," he counted on his fingers. "Ugly ones won't be accepted, fat ones won't be accepted, short ones won't be accepted, and too tall ones won't be accepted."
Song Shengsheng:? ? ? Why don't you order food here?
Song Shengsheng said: "I don't think we are suitable. What I am looking for is a marriage partner who is emotionally dedicated, delicate and steady."
Lu Shiyu: "Yes, I am."
Song Shengsheng: "Where did you get your face?"
Lu Shiyu pointed at his face: "Here it is."
