Luo Shitao said to me with a golden light in his eyes, using metaphors that were difficult for me to understand at the time to describe Nong Xingjing, the dream lover of all the boys in the class.
"Why don't I feel it?"
I want to yell at this pale face what I have thought for the past five years! But what he said was
"Yes, Nong Xingjing's character is nothing to say, but she just stays in front of the table all day long, so boring~"
"Are we going to be with you crazy people? Chasing you all day long, do you look like a girl? They are just a bunch of lunatics!!"
Luo Shitao looked at me with wide eyes. As soon as he mentioned the shortcomings of the goddess in his dreams, he would get angry with you. It was simply unreasonable and vexatious. I, Wang Xiaolan, couldn't bear it!
"You're a bastard! You cling to me, Cian Nong Xingjing, and you compare us. Damn it, I'm just telling you a shortcoming, but you still don't like me. There's something really wrong with you!"
Luo Shitao was speechless by me, and he didn't even say a word. He probably had never seen such a fierce girl.