As a low school student, Jiaojiao's life creed is to chase the male god Xiao Bufan.
Copy 1: Jiaojiao: God, do you have someone you like?
The male god glanced at Jiaojiao: Yes. What?
Jiaojiao felt disappointed: Oh, it's nothing. One of my classmates asked me to ask if you have anyone you like? So I asked.
Copy 2: Male God: Jiaojiao, I heard that you are in love?
Jiaojiao: No, who said that? Someone chased me but didn't agree.
The male god is thoughtful: What kind of man do you like?
Jiaojiao was shy inside and glanced at Xiao Bufan with a twinkling look: Like the male god you are.
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