Song Yanshu poked Xu Haochen and said, "My deskmate, please borrow a pen." Xu Haochen handed him the pen without raising his head. After a while, he said, "My deskmate, please borrow a draft book." He threw the thing directly to him again, ruthlessly.
"My deskmate, please borrow an eraser." Good guy, I just threw it to him this time, so rude!
"My little deskmate..."
"What else do you want?!" Xu Haochen was furious.
"We have the pen, we have the draft pad, we have the eraser... Now, we just need someone, so——"
"My little classmate, when will you lend me your name?"
Concept: Youth Campus