Lin Xihuan, look at the clock above your head. Tick, tock. It's constantly reminding you that time is passing day by day. Could you please study harder?
Lin Xihuan, you like Duan Yu, but most boys are growing up to be more like Yang Guo, so you're really not suited to Jin Yong's romantic stories. Just be ordinary.
Lin Xihuan, I think you have princess syndrome. Why are you so eager for a prince to come save you? Is your life really that miserable?
Lin Xihuan, you're mature and elegant enough now. I don't have anything left to nag you about.
Lin Xihuan...
Lin...
Hello, Fei Sen. I'm Lin Xihuan. I want to be your deskmate. If I get into the top ten next time, I can sit next to you.
Hello, Fei Sen. I'm Lin Xihuan. Is it that I can't hear you anymore, or that you've stopped talking?
Hello, Lin Xihuan. I'm Fei Sen.
Hello, Fei Sen. I'm... Lin Xihuan.
It's quite funny. I hope it's special and not ridiculous.