"Zhao Yi, we were in the same class in junior high. We've been classmates for over five years. Do you remember that time in the eighth grade, when we went to the arcade? I spent all the ten dollars in my pocket to buy game tokens for you."
"Zhao Yi, I've also signed up, count me in. My geography and history are excellent, I can guarantee a top-three spot if you let me be in charge!"
"Zhao Yi, we live in the same residential area. As the saying goes, 'don't let the water you own flow into others' field'. I'll treat you to a lavish meal!"
"Zhao Yi..."
"Zhao Yi..."
The allure of being on TV is just too strong.
Throughout the day, Zhao Yi was swamped by constant flattery and attempts to win his favor. The passion from his classmates was so intense it was almost melting him.
There's not even space on his table for any more drinks.
The variety of new stationery items are so plentiful they're barely fitting.