The female students all clamored that they didn't believe me. "Teacher," they said, "we might believe you if you told us you were just a smooth talker playing with people's hearts, but we simply cannot believe that a girl would ever take the initiative to pursue you."
I asked them, "Is that really the point? The point is my romance—my deep, unforgettable romance. Do you want to hear it or not?" Even those three old fellows pricked up their ears.
Old Man Wen was even busy with his brush, scribbling away as if hearing my personal gossip were some monumental affair.
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