Zhao Munian stopped the girl in the corner next to the water dispenser. He bent down and looked down at the girl, with a look in his eyes that he didn't usually have.
"Little cutie, what kind of boy do you like?"
The girl's feet trembled nervously.
"I like boys who wear school uniforms and study well."
The next day, Zhao Munian walked into the classroom wearing his school uniform with the whole class watching.
Intention: sweet first and then bitter