There is never free time on weekends. From Monday to Friday, except for classes that must not be skipped, Lin Jiajia, a homebody who is too lazy to leave the dormitory for meals, suddenly suffers a love attack.
Lin Jiajia: You want to be my boyfriend, okay, okay, but have you read my inspiration for choosing a boyfriend?
Song Yinmo: Is it the one who helps you make meals, do your homework, write papers, and calls your name during class?
Lin Jiajia nodded with a sly smile: In view of your profession, that can be adjusted. You are so arrogant in school, so you can skip the roll call, but you still have to write homework papers. You teach us English, and your exams should let me pass. And my CET-4 and CET-6 exams, you have to help me with the code.
The corners of Song Yinmo's mouth twitched.
Lin Jiajia: Well, you don't really like me, do you? Just my looks and my mind? Look at my coat, it hasn't been washed for two weeks; look at my shoes, even though they are so dark now, they used to be white, and I haven't washed them for just a month; and my pants, even though I wear them differently every day, I actually put them back in the cabinet after I changed them, and took them out to eat after two days, and...