[If you're going to say that, then I must have the Little Red Flower!]
[Ha! Teacher Qiaoqiao, just tell us today's homework! Watch me beat those with fast internet!]
[Why do I have to do homework while watching the live stream... Senior year dogs are really squeezing time to secretly cry and watch...]
[??? In your senior year, you're still fighting us for opportunities. You're at your peak, it's too overwhelming for us!]
[Exactly! Little munchkin, go study! When you're tired of physics, study English...]
The struggling foodies shouldered the heavy Little Red Flower mission early in the cold winter morning, while on the mountain, Song Sancheng stopped the pickup and pointed to the barren hills on either side:
"This area is where our Baoshitoup Slope connects with the originally contracted mountain. It's private, and taking it on was a loss. If it weren't for being right in the middle, I wouldn't want it."