"Nan Xi, how did we get to know each other? We are obviously from completely different worlds."
"Really?"
"Yes! You see that you are quiet and calm in doing things, unlike me who is noisy and always irritable; and you are the treasure in the teacher's palm, while I am the thorn in the teacher's eye; even when choosing courses, you choose the full text, and I choose the full text."
"Hmm... Just like you like watching TV series, I like watching TV series?"
"That's right, Nanxi, you are obviously the type of person I won't have a deep friendship with at all."
"It turns out that I am the person you don't want to have a close relationship with, so it's really difficult for you to date me, Xiyun."
"No, no, I'm talking about type, type, I'm definitely not talking about you!"
"Really?"
"Of course! After all, you are my favorite person!" At the end of the sentence, Wang Xiyun's voice gradually became quieter, and his face became a little red.
"Then I can't believe it for once."
"Why is it so difficult?"
"Then you can only guess for yourself."
"Eh?!"
Concept: A love story between a science student and a liberal arts student