As the strong wind came, the windmill turned, and the clouds carried their shadows down the hill. Xie Baiye walked towards the classroom in a good mood. He met someone at the corner, walked side by side, looked at each other, and started the taunting mode in a tacit understanding.
Someone: "Why are you here?"
Xie Baiye replied: "I'm asking for leave."
Someone looked her up and down and shook his head with deep sympathy: "It's so weak, tsk tsk tsk."
Xie Baiye rolled his eyes politely: "Why are you here?"
Someone: "Ask for leave."
Xie Baiye was disdainful: "I don't think you're any better, you're so weak, tsk tsk tsk tsk."
Intention: I am the protagonist of my life