A friend called Lin Minzhi and asked: "I heard that you and Song Jiyang were classmates in high school. What kind of person was he at that time?"
Lin Mianzhi said half-jokingly: "I sympathized with his bad luck at that time, but later I realized that poor people must be hateful."
The glass shattered on the ground. The other party was silent for a long time, then said with a dry smile: "A coincidence or not? Song Jiyang is right next to me, listening."
Concept: The knife is sharpened on the stone. The knife becomes faster and faster, and the stone becomes thinner and thinner.