"My dear friend, who is Tang Shi?"
"Hey, sir, you still don't know the Tang poetry of the eldest son of the Tang family in Jiacheng!"
"Who is he?"
"Are you talking about me? I am in my 37th year of Tang Poetry (21 years old in human terms). I am a sophomore who was dismissed from a certain book in China. I have two parents at home, and a mentally retarded younger brother who is the daughter of Chenghuan's parents. My father, Tang Zongdian, is a man from the northwest who doesn't say many ruthless words. My mother, Li Xiangren, is a southeastern woman who talks a lot of soft words. My younger brother, Tang Zhi, is an adolescent boy who also speaks stupidly."
"Hey, hey, where are you employed now?"
"I... Class 3 (17) of Jiacheng No. 1 Middle School."
"Hey, you saved two more levels, thank you!"
"Ahem... It's not a loss, it's not a loss." Mr. Tang gradually softened under Mr. Song's gaze, and he tightened his strength to hug the somewhat angry Baby Song in his arms.
------------------------ I am the dividing line -------- The new person is me, I am the new person Cheng Jingmo
This is my first time trying Danmei, I hope all readers will give it a pat~
This story is about a 21-year-old sophomore who returns to high school and meets an 18-year-old senior. It may be a bit silly, but it is definitely sweet enough.
As the saying goes, female juniors hold gold bricks, and male juniors... Our little baby of Song Ci, not to mention gold bricks, even the copper bricks are nowhere to be found.
But... The moon under the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is your sweetheart~
It's not a loss if you don't have gold bricks!