"Wow, your taste is really picky, huh? Where can you find someone like that?"
"That's why I'm still single. The people I like don't care about me, and the ones who like me, well, I haven't found them yet." You shrug your shoulders, and at this moment, the car's navigation system indicates that Haitian Middle School is less than two kilometers away.
Cen Panxia says to you, "Hey, how about I introduce someone to you?"
"Who?"
"A woman from the new generation with an excellent figure, a great personality, and especially caring. How about it?"
You shrug your shoulders and smile, "Better not, I can't afford someone like that. Anyway, I'm still young, no rush. Besides, even if I find someone, I might not be able to support them. Strange, why am I discussing this with a middle schooler like you?"
Soon, you drive to the entrance of Haitian Middle School.
"We're here, get out."
You intentionally get out of the car, open the door yourself, and welcome Cen Panxia out.
