Copywriting one:
September is the beginning of summer and the beginning of autumn. The situation in Class 2, Grade 2, Changheng Middle School is once again in turmoil. Di Xia thought that in all these years, she had never had such awkward feelings for a person. So she told the world that she and the transfer student named Chen Ren were incompatible with each other.
But this is just a one-sided tit-for-tat confrontation. If Chen Ren were a tree and Di Xia cut open the surface with a sharp knife, what would be revealed would not be anger or rotten flesh, but salivating and nostalgic liquid and bright red sticky threads.
That's right, her nemesis would just kneel in front of her and hold her tightly to prevent her from pulling away. Her world was blank, except for the sound of rapid breathing and the sound of her heart beating out of her chest. Chen Ren smiled but shed tears. He said, "Don't be afraid, Xia Xia, this is our red line."
Copywriting two:
Chen Ren is a special child. He is indifferent and independent beyond ordinary people. He is the ice and snow that never melts in the depth of winter. One day, he decides to enter midsummer, so the journey of thousands of kilometers requires only a plane ticket and very little luggage. His shallow pupils reflected her appearance, and he was unwilling to hold the phantom in vain, so even if he was covered in frost and snow, he would squeeze into her world. One day, he would be the only one by her side. He touched his neck with his hand and touched the chain that held him. He was willing to be a caged bird and give up his most beautiful tail feathers. "If my eyes are beautiful, will you keep them as a pearl around your neck?"
Intention: Young girls look down upon the world.