A boy carrying a red schoolbag and a blue peaked cap saw the girl sitting on the steps and shouted, "Hey, Liang Xiaomu, what are you doing here?" The girl ate candy and ignored her. (Yes, I am the flower of the motherland. He is talking about Liang Xiaomu. No, my name is not Liang Xiaomu. My name is Liang Jiamu. I am a primary school student in sixth grade who is about to become a middle school student. He is Zhong Muxun next door to me. Although I do not deny that his grades are indeed a bit good, he always does not advance or retreat with me and always occupies the top three, which makes me a little unhappy.) "Let me guess, did you fail math again?" The girl still ignored it. "Oh, you failed math, it's not just a day or two. Why are you so sad?"
Purpose: Childhood sweethearts