I held my chin with one hand and controlled the mouse with the other hand to click on the red cross on the monitor. The room became silent again. If you listened carefully, there was probably the sound of my breathing. The one I just turned off was "The West Chamber", a familiar story that also promoted the profession of matchmaker.
Matchmaker, matchmaker... It seems that being a matchmaker should naturally be a woman's job. In people's minds, Yuelao should be the god in charge of marriage, but few people know that Yuelao is also a profession, just like the matchmaker. It is such an unlucky coincidence that I am such an ancestral Yuelao.
There is no need for Yue Lao in this era, let alone Yue Lao, matchmakers and matchmakers are no longer around, and there are all kinds of software on mobile phones, and I am running this half-dead dating agency under the name of Yue Lao, living a day without a meal...
Intention: Three hundred and sixty lines, every line will be number one.